Skye X Everest Novels & Stories

he said matter-of-factly. "Then where am I?" She mouthed slowly, "and why did you take me?" She tried to ask. "You are at Castle Free Sky. We are nestled on the very northern tip of Free Sky Cliff on the ocean shore of Maine. We are not on any maps or GPS systems as any more than a few coordinates. Built almost completely invisible to anyone who is not looking for it specifically," he told her proudly, most of it was true, anyways.

"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.

Her voice announced their presence as he took his gaze off the screen. "Research," he replied, fixing his gaze back on the screen. Audrey narrowed her brow. "You are researching hot guys. Are you planning to turn into a hot guy because Ixora rejected you?" Audrey asked. Skye flickered her forehead. "Stop spewing trash." Audrey shrugged. "Just saying," she sat on the table. "Blake, what exactly are you searching for?" Skye asked. "A person who has the scent of obsidian veil," he replied.

She smiled gracefully and said, “Since my injury has been healed, I won’t bother you anymore, Dr. Yarde. “I still have to deal with some affairs at the lodge, so I’ll be back to see you again when I’m done managing those affairs, Dr. Yarde.” Christine left with Eira while Skye stayed because he had already committed himself to Kayson. On the other hand, Skye had already advanced to become a grandmaster yesterday night! Kayson checked the time and discovered that it was almost noon already. He was planning on getting lunch before he headed back to the company.

However, in exchange for a Skystone that could greatly boost his odds of advancing to Planar Realm, it was well worth it. After all, on Visiora, he had no chance of getting a Skystone by normal means. "Are your people ready?" he asked. Scorpia couldn't stop grinning. "Skye!" At her call, Skye Duluth walked in. The stunning woman had an outfit that was little more than a few strips of cloth wrapped around her, just barely covering the essentials. Her flawless skin was boldly on display, and her face radiated seduction. Her eyes alone could steal a man's soul. Even someone like Jacob gave her a second look.

"You still think Skye's just some regular programmer?" Edward's tone was sharp with disbelief. "She's a top-tier hacker I managed to bring back through old connections! Letting her date you back then was me doing you a favor." Julian froze for several seconds, stunned speechless. When he finally found his voice again, it was full of incredulity. "Her?!" "Yes, her!" Edward barked, his patience gone. "Skye was the best match I could've arranged for you, and look what you've done! You went and got another woman pregnant—what a disgrace!"

RYLAND POV "I got Lexis to agree to our plan and now everything is set in motion". "Good" Skye replied from where she stood, her gaze fixed on the beautiful patterns forming in the sky as the sunset. "I met your stepsister today at the casino" Skye informed, her gaze still fixed on the same spot. "Imagine my surprise to see Dearil there too". My eyes widened. "They are together already". Skye turned to face me, a haunting look on her face. "I am not quite sure what their relationship status is, especially since your step-sister..."

When he fin'lly got close to our seat, we immediately asked for drinks. "Isn't what you're wearing was very daring?" Skye asked seriously as her eyes looked over me. I was wearing only a tight spaghetti shirt and a short skirt. My white and long legged thighs showed up and I can say it fits me so well, especially I paired it with a long boots I bought lately. "Daring? Oh c'mon! She's prettier with that, stop being KJ Miss Gamer." Sunny teases Skye. It's because she's a streamer and loves online games.

But then I notice Skye tentatively approaching Posey, her eyes shining a brighter violet than they normally do. Posey watches her like she’s being stalked by something threatening, and for a moment, I wonder if I should intervene, to rein the powerful little girl in by calling out her name and mentioning that her great-grandfather is willing to make her another complicated pancake, possibly in the shape of the elusive Solstice Wolf, which would undoubtedly chap Isaac’s ass, but then Skye reaches out and runs her fingers over the leather satchel draped over Posey’s shoulder. “Do you want to see it?” Posey asks, her forest-green eyes taking in Skye’s dark hair and high cheekbones. Skye nods ex