Sinless Sun Novels & Stories

Java, 1586 The wind howled across the coast. The sun blazed from the peak of a sharp blue sky, while massive waves exploded against the black rocks lining Karang Bendan's shoreline. On a stretch of smooth sand, two men stood facing each other, separated by little more than eight feet.

“She has emotionally compromised him.” The gentleman with the bellows tapped his chin with a gnarled finger. “Mr. Beauxdera is right. We can make use of her. Let’s take her to the Sun Fields.” All excitement drained from Alkin’s face in an instant. “You can’t.” “What do they mean?” I asked him. “What are the Sun Fields?” “It’s a place where Sinteza conducted his magical experiments,” explained Alkin. “He created a hole in the clouds. The sun still shines there . . . ”

The sun had fully risen... pouring a bright... unforgiving light into the penthouse. After the long night of passion and healing... Selene sat at the edge of the bed. She was dressed... but her mind was still swirling with everything that had happened. As she looked at the doorway... she couldn’t stop wondering to herself how a person could be so cold.

Mortals hesitated, then bowed without breaking spines. “Don’t kneel long,” I said. “It’s terrible for the back.” Laughter cracked the solemn. Knees rose enough. The ridge exhaled. Selene stood on the broken stair, ash on her hem, bracelets like empty cages. She didn’t shine she looked like dawn after honest rain. A shadow crossed the sun no cloud, but Nytheria’s hair combing the seam, galaxies snagged on a tide no calendar owns. Light dimmed to eclipse for a heartbeat, painting every face in beautiful shadow.

"We've all pored over your papers. Working with you is truly an honor for us." The seasoned leader greeted us with a warm smile. "Meet Sunny Kane, your junior colleague. She's now an integral part of our research team." I took a moment to really look at the girl with the infectious smile. Her slightly oversized white lab coat could not mask the vibrant energy she radiated. I said offhandedly, "You seem pretty familiar with me." Sunny's smile did not waver, and her presence was instantly comforting. "The leader often talks about you. He says you're the most gifted student he's ever had."

Because the seven opened the box, however, we can never bring back people who die. The sun had been hopeful when the party had started off for the Darkening Land, but when they came back without her daughter, she wept until her tears caused a great flood. Fearing that the world would be drowned, the people held another council and decided to send their most handsome young men and women to amuse the sun and stop her crying. This group danced before her and sang their best songs, but for a long time, she kept her face bowed and paid no attention. At last, when the drummer suddenly changed the song, she looked up and was so pleased with the sight of the beautiful young people that she forgot he

The Northern Sun Paradox "The sun in the North is weak, Lady Lyra," explained Silas’s former lead engineer, a woman named Cora, who had lost three fingers to a Syndicate stamping press. "Even in spring, the photons are too scattered to drive a heavy-duty turbine. But if we can use your 'Red Steam' not as fuel, but as a Catalytic Lens, we can create a feedback loop." a parabolic trough solar concentrator, Shutterstock

“Give it up for Jade, fellas. She’s staying up here for the next rotation who’s buying the next ride?” Three men moved at once. First was a tall, lean guy in his late 20s tattooed arms, backwards cap, clearly a regular. Second was older, stocky, salt-and-pepper beard, wedding ring glinting as he tossed a fat stack of hundreds onto the stage. Third was built like a linebacker shaved head, thick neck, sleeves stretched tight over biceps. Each dropped at least five grand in crisp bills, letting it rain over Jade’s naked body. No words needed. This was Velvet Sin.

"No!!!" Tina was shrieking, "My baby!!! I'm so sorry!!!" Zach came rushing in. "What's wrong?! What happened?! What are you crying for?!" Tina could only keep wailing, "My baby… My baby!!!" Feeling a sense of foreboding, Zach walked up and unwrapped the swaddle to see that it wasn't my daughter, but the son they were so obsessed with! The bastard's cheeks were purple, and he wasn't breathing at all, clearly having been strangled to death.

The door unlocks and I walk inside. The glass cells line both sides of the room. The room is white, clean and sterile. These cells are strong enough to hold a dragon. So two weak humans won’t be able to break free. Each cell is enchanted with magic and the glass is unbreakable. The only way in or out is if a member of the Supernatural Council opens them. Each cell has hidden cameras. Plus the cameras in the hallway. This place has been dubbed the Eerie. Completely impregnable.