Sierra Skye Bio Novels & Stories

Seemed about right for something that big. I pulled up at the boards. Sierra was already there on the other side of the glass. She usually hangs back during the madhouse—respects it as team time—but not tonight. Her eyes were lit up, like she had something massive bottled and wasn't sure if she should let it out yet. I met her eyes through the glass. She put her hand flat on it, right at shoulder level. Same move as that first tunnel night, as the very first skate, as every quiet "I see you" since.

Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock. Mother’s message was particularly relevant today, as my age now permitted me entry. Her second message was not to take unnecessary risks on the ice peaks I planned to climb, a message she knew I always ignored. The third was one I had received continually since my early childhood: “Skye, do not, under any circumstances, exercise your powers and bring attention to yourself.” I had asked why many times, only to receive the same answer. “Because I forbid it.” Or, as I grew older, “Because we have a special ability that can be dangerous and must be concealed.”

I couldn’t quite believe how lucky I had gotten. She was relatively short compared to most of our kind, and she was slim build. This in itself was unusual. Werewolves, even the she-wolves, tended to at least have some muscle mass visible under the skin. But Sienna, she barely had any. That wasn’t to say she wasn’t in good form. I could tell by her legs that she was a runner, it was more general strength that she was missing. The type of strength required to defend yourself from an attacking predator.

As Skye showers, I started to cover up the Hickeys that Skye's left on my neck, and then I put on some light makeup to compliment my outfit. I'm wearing the outfit that I bought from Zion Earlier. Then Skye emerges from the walk-in closet, and damn she is hot. She's wearing light brown high-waisted slack pants along with a white crop top and light brown blazer completed with gold jewelry and White heels. Skye smiled at me and extended her hand, "Let's go???"

Miss Penny gestured to Skye and asked her to introduce herself. "My name is Skye, Skye Milano. I am a 17 year old Taurus and witch. I love dancing and baking." At the end of her introduction, Skye was ushered to a seat behind Olive and Jessie. Olive, on the other hand, was ordered to show the new girl around the school. The minute Skye sat down, Jessie felt a cold chill run down her spine. She felt like she was a rabbit being watched by a predator that could gobble her up at any moment.

"I'll go see what's going on. In the meantime, I should send them some Dyra stones just in case they run out of supplies or are in danger" Skye replied before getting up, his fringe moved slightly from the sudden movement meanwhile his eyes showed that he wasn't going to be swayed.

My eyes went wide. “You what!?!” Now she really is going to try and kill me. “Relax, it wasn’t a lie since we are all going together.” “You know you need to put a protective detail on Sky now right?” Sierra looks between the two of them who look like they’ve been hit with a stupid stick. “I’m kind of joking, but kind of not. Kaley is willing to do anything to get close to the two of you including harming people. We’ve seen it.”

“And I’m mated to Silas, making me the Luna, which then makes this my land! For the last time, what are you doing on my land?” “Silas is mated?” she asked in disbelief. Skye pushed through a little and her eyes widened even more. “Is that enough proof for you?” I questioned “I don’t mean to start trouble! I’m just here to fetch Kieran. I heard he’d come to visit Silas,” she said fearfully. I raised an eyebrow. “And who are you?” “Natalia Medici,” she purred, making Dahlia and I raise our eyebrows. Uh?

˙❥ VALKYRIE Our feet dug into the damp earth as we plunged deeper into the forest. Our footsteps were hushed on stones and tall grasses. “You are sure we won't be caught?” My voice came out shaky. Almost trembling. “Yeah. This is where Azi takes her training.” Skye gave me a brief glance. He was ahead, his body snatched and fit within his slightly-tight warrior coat. He moved seamlessly, like he didn't have two Omegas trailing behind him, who might be punished if caught.

One of the press seriously counters. "Skye Monticello? That Sky Monticello? Are you sure?" Disbelief sounded in the woman's voice while pointing at Skye. "I've attended the grand launch and we discovered that Skye Monticello is Kiera Azure Di Lauro. The heiress of a business empire" the woman smiles at her colleagues. "Azure Cork and Barrel Corporation, VDL Steel Industries, and Freedom Motors Corporation. All are owned by her family" she continues.