Sky High Warren Peace Novels & Stories

Remy steps up beside me, dire-coyote form towering, golden eyes blazing. Remy: “Coyote Club rule number ten: When the Sky Court crashes your first week of college— you remind them who actually owns the horizon.” The first wave of Sky soldiers dives. We meet them halfway. The war for the sky starts now. And we’re not the ones who are scared.

Blood said. “No” Peace suddenly interrupted him, which made them frown. “War will not come with us” She added, “What?” Hell said. “Heaven, can you take care of him for me until I come back?” Peace said to Heaven who is holding War. “But Peace---” Blood tried to object.

Towards A Happy Ending ... Sykh is not stupid to not realize that this was his son’s doing! What is Skye thinking?! He thought, feeling angry. The enemy is not them, but the other side! The moon goddess! He thought and gnashed his teeth in anger. Is Skye out of his mind?! Did the witch damage his brain to see us – his family and people, his enemies to attack us?! he thought. Sure, Skye doesn’t know yet about their real enemy – the moon goddess, who is currently possessing Hierro, since they all just met each other again. So, it is natural for Skye to freeze them all, putting his guard up against all of them. This is really a good move, especially during this very tense war against the witch

" I said and looked at him. He looked at me in shock, Oh Magnolia hadn't told him that, well oops. "Orion!" Aziel screamed my name. "Father!" Sky called. We ran inside both of us and we saw world war 3 or something in between. Sierra held up her hands and Poppy had created a shield around her and Sky.

Kirk waited, then turned to face Warren with a wide smile, the gun held out and ready to fire again. What he saw took him aback. Nobody ever got the drop on Kirk Jensen, and damned if this little dickhead was going to be the first. “Put that fucking gun down, Kane,” Kirk snarled. “No way that’s happening.” Warren’s hands and eyes were totally steady, his back against the basement door. He’d heard Shay cry out downstairs, knew that she’d heard the gunshot. He also knew that right now, he was all that stood between her and this fucking monster. “So don’t bother asking again.”

The helicopter slowly landed and loud swirling noises from the rotor was getting loudest to the core. The helicopter slowly landed as it kept making loud noises the more. After it had finally landed, they all slowly came out. People were outside waiting for them. They all screamed, and reporters started asking questions with their microphones and taking pictures, and videos. How was the zombie apocalypse in Morgan's High?? Are you certainly all the only survivors?? How does it feel to be lucky to be alive??

The officers paled and broke out in cold sweat. “Let’s not discuss that any further. It’s all in the past.” Ethan interrupted Liam. “I didn’t call you here to hear you say these things. I just wanted to let you know that I’m going to Sky Peak.” “Sky Peak?” Liam was stunned. Sky Peak was Riveria’s tallest and most famous mountain, known for its towering peak and year-round snow.

SARAH'S POV: As I stood in my father's company, looking out over the city that had been the backdrop to this epic battle—a battle for survival, for control, for legacy. I felt a profound sense of accomplishment. The skyscrapers rose high above the clouds, their glass windows reflecting the dying light of the sun. I could see it all now—every corner, every street, every building that had witnessed the storm I’d fought through. This city had been a battlefield, and I had emerged victorious, my resolve unbroken. But the war wasn’t over yet. The real work was just beginning.

Ezra complained, "Him? Nice? He is nothing but the pettiest man alive. When we were kids, we teased him when we played together. "That punk got so frustrated that he secretly tore up every page of our homework. The teacher punished the rest of us because of that." Almost everyone laughed aloud at that moment. Warren was the only one who frowned deeply. His hands, which were resting by his sides, instinctively clenched. He wondered how Skyler knew about that incident. Additionally, he couldn't understand why she seemed to know them so well. He also wondered who she was in the past and what role she played in their lives.

I'm close enough to be seen and far enough to maybe avoid conversation. The team is on the ice doing warm-ups. I spot Zane immediately— red hair, number 17, moving across the ice with the kind of grace that shouldn't be possible for someone his size. Then I see Warren. He's number 19, dark hair where Zane's is red, but with the same athletic build and predatory confidence. As I watch, he glances up at the stands directly at me. He smiles and it’s not friendly. Then he skates over to where Zane is practicing shots and says something I can't hear.