Sinless Sun Novels & Stories

Again wearing armor. “Oh, it’s you! You scared me to death!” Danyel let out a big sigh. “Thank god it wasn’t another Lisdonian killer!” Gianna uttered. She felt so relieved. She was looking for a place to stop for a while because she was tired of running away from the enemies. Ever seen the Sun and the Moon appear in the sky at the same time? If Danyel looked up at the sky that moment, he could definitely see that. Yasvie was still hiding behind Danyel. She was much shorter than Danyel, so Gianna did not notice her at first. When Yasvie felt that whoever came was not an enemy, she showed up.

"I don't understand. Why is it that Caitlyn Christian did something wrong, but Leo Wilson and I have to bear the consequence?" "Perhaps, what the Moon God really means is for you to kill Leo Wilson, and then let Caitlyn Christian also suffer the endless pain of losing her son!" "I don't think that's what the moon god really means, and if it is, then I'm afraid it's not a wise deity." Hearing me say such a thing, Mable Bell's expression becomes strange.

Yummy little cakes were served on a shimmering silver tray and two bottles of wine were set in a small silver bucket filled with ice, as well as two glasses of cold, fresh orange drink. It's really a pleasant place to sit and watch the sun go down. Aaron put his arm around Laurel and they stared pensively at the setting sun in silence. They watched the horizon slowly swallow up the reddish-orange glowing sphere, until finally there was only a streak of orange light at the edge of the horizon. The atmosphere was so sacred and intimate that Laurel was afraid to spoil it. She glanced at Aaron and saw the silhouette of the man. He was really handsome… and that man was her husband. Laurel felt a

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

Trying to shield us from monsters like Selena and Gregor. Selena stands near the grimy basement window, her face twisted in frustration as she stares at the faint light creeping into the sky. She lets out an irritated sound and turns to Gregor. “I need to go back. It’s almost morning. I hate how my body starts decaying faster in the sun.” Gregor steps closer to her, his voice soft and comforting. “You’ve sacrificed so much, Selena. Your own life, to gain the kind of power no one else could dream of. You’re strong. You’re unstoppable. Just a little longer, my love.”

PANIC SIMON The morning sun was harsh, flashing directly into my eyes. I squinted my eyes as I got up. It was Sunday, a day I would have looked forward to, if he weren’t around. The air smelled different since he arrived. The incense smelled the same, and the choir hymns sounded the same, but something was different. It was him. His presence was like incense, curling into every corner of the room, suffocating me even when he wasn’t there.

"There’s nothing wrong with it. It just faces north. It’s too cold. I want a south-facing room. It doesn’t matter if it’s smaller." I really was cold. The brain tumor had thrown off my body’s ability to regulate temperature. It felt like I was trapped in a freezer all the time. Only sunlight gave me even a hint of warmth. "Cold? Then turn on the A/C." Mom looked at me like I was being unreasonable. "The south-facing room is your Uncle Jonathan’s study. The other one is a storage room." "Then I’ll take the storage room." Her eyes widened. "Are you insane? You’re turning down a perfectly good guest room to live in a storage closet? Are you trying to make your Uncle Jonathan think I’m abusing y

She would probably bite my head off and I didn't want her to start closing up on me again when I just started seeing her good side. "Um, Jake? Care to fill us in on what's making you smile?" Not a chance! I thought and gave them a bored expression. " I own a multi-million dollar company and yet I'm forbidden to smile, just great." Elena laughed softly which made me smile again. Did I mention that she had a beautiful laugh? It was a shame everything we were ever going to have was going to be strictly professional. The thought of that killed my mood and I concentrated on what Mike was explaining. I needed to focus on finding my sister and I didn't need any distraction and besides, she only tho

She patted Sarah's back again, turned and pressed the remote control, and the electric curtains automatically opened. Sunlight gradually shone in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, bringing light to the entire room. Selina stood with her back to the light. The sunlight shining through the glass from outside fell on her, surrounding her with a golden halo, as if she were an angel descended from heaven, pure and sacred. Sarah, staring at Selina in a daze, revealed a slight smile on her lips. Selina wasn't an angel, but she was her savior. After washing up, Selina and Sarah changed into clothes Nestor had prepared and went downstairs.

Real. "We... we're still here," he whispered. "We're here," I said, tears finally falling. I looked at Sarah. She was sitting by the obsidian pillar, her head resting against the stone. She looked exhausted, but her eyes were clear. "Is it over now, Elara?" she asked. I looked at the pillar—the prison of the goddess, the archive of our pain. And then I looked at the horizon. In the distance, the first sun of the In-Between was rising. It wasn't the yellow sun of Earth or the green sun of the simulation. It was a soft, pale **Grey**.