Sinless Sun Novels & Stories

The letters were neat and permanent. I stood under the sunlight, yet I felt like a rat that belonged in the shadows. I felt small and ashamed, like a person with no identity I could admit out loud. I swallowed the bitterness rising in my throat and answered quietly, “Just a distant relative.” The old man nodded. “That makes sense. If you were close family, there is no way you would have missed the memorial ceremony Mr. Ferguson held three years ago.” “You should have seen it. The whole thing was grand. Mr. Ferguson organized a private memorial for his parents and invited relatives, friends, and many important business people.”

Both of them were topless, their skin glistening with sea spray, their bodies leaning into each other with an undeniable, intimate familiarity. The other man had his head turned, his face partially obscured by the shadow of a baseball cap and the angle of the sunlight. It was almost familiar. There was something about the sharp line of that jaw, the broad expanse of those tanned shoulders, that sent a strange, haunting jolt of recognition straight down my spine. I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing, trying to see through the glare— A hand clamped down on the device.

The pillar of dark red light vanished, replaced by a clear, freezing mountain wind that rushed through the cracked ceiling. Selene was thrown backward by the concussive force, her immaculate uniform tearing as she skidded across the ruined, cracked stone floor. She stopped near the edge of the arched window, her breath catching as she stared down at her palms, which were now covered in small, superficial burns from the solar feedback. "This... this isn't over," Selene whispered, her voice trembling with a manic, desperate insanity as she pushed herself up, looking out at the valley where the neon-green lights were beginning to recede back into the northern horizon. "The Consumer still sees y

It is about to crystallize and make it clear to all of them, “She is nicknamed the Daughter of the Sun.” Shocked murmurs came at the name of their King, Daughter of the Sun! One of the legends of the ancients, they hear tales about which it is not known whether they are true or not. The daughter of the sun, which is a miniature sun that walks over the earth, has supernatural abilities to erase the impact of every area it enters, burn it to nothingness, concealing its trace, destroying any kind of witnesses that can tell about it. They say she lives alone without a partner in the lonely mountains until she dies,

My expectation from the getgo was for people to underestimate her because she was human. I’d expected to be the one to stick up for her where required. But it seemed my mate made an impression on even the strongest of alphas. Nico wasn’t just any normal alpha. He was a sun wolf. His entire pack consisted of sun wolves. They were a special kind of wolf, children born of the union between the moon goddess and the sun god. Sun wolves had the power to manipulate sunlight, controlling the energy radiated down to Earth from the sun. Their mates had the power of healing. Nicos own mate had died, sacrificing her life to save her son’s. The babe had been teetering on the precipice of death, hooked up

She tried to cough and gasp for air but it was useless. As the figures get nearer to her, she can finally see some colors. From the people behind, she saw a man in red shirt with tattoos on his arm, another is a man holding a crane with a missing leg on the other, another was a girl wearing an apron and a ring on her hand, another was a priest wearing a white cassock with a glowing rosary around his neck, and last is a lady in pink dress with a fedora hat. They all don’t have faces, Selene can only see their figures and what they were wearing.

We got out and halted our footsteps by the front of the car, admiring the setting sun and all the colors in the sky. "You ready?" I asked as I took the position, looking like I was about to run in a track event after the gun sounded. "Ready for what?" I looked up and informed him as if it were obvious, "We are going to chase the sunlight." Kiran looked back to the horizon and stared for a moment before laughing, "You aren't serious." "I told you I was going to show you how I have fun," I straightened to look at him in the eye before gesturing to the sun, "This is my fun."

The seat for the bleachers seemed too small for him and he had his hair in an onyx ponytail. “Don’t frighten her so much. She’s supposed to like us Teddy.” This time I actually squeaked. The voice came from my left and instead of a husk, it sounded like something that would put you to sleep. A sirens voice. It was the other person from yesterday. Her eyes were so grey it was almost translucent. Her hair was a platinum blonde pixie cut and she had piercings on every part of her face. “Hi,I’m Selena. Teddy is just a tiny bit socially inept. Don’t pay him any attention.”