Skye X Novels & Stories

Gloria said softly, brushing a stray tear from Skye’s cheek, “start from the beginning. What happened?” Skye hesitated, her hands clutching the edge of the blanket like a lifeline. She stared down at her lap, her voice barely above a whisper as she began to speak. “It’s Xavier. His… his ex is back.” Gloria’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Abigail?” Skye nodded, her throat tightening at the name. “She was in his office today. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but I heard them… talking. Arguing. She’s… she’s everything I’m not, Gloria. Confident, beautiful, and—”

"Scars are not just a sign of a life well- lived, but one's scars show that this person is a survivor. That they are stronger than whatever life could throw at them. So don't you ever think that the scars you carry because of your past make you any less worthy, instead, they indicate that you should be celebrated even more! And as for your capabilities as Luna, I have seen firsthand that you are empathetic and emotional without being timid or self- indulgent. At the same time, you are resilient and strong without being cold and unfeeling. It is a delicate balance that you somehow maintain effortlessly, and I have experienced recently that you don't mind breaking the rules for the sake of som

"Don't distract me while I'm driving." "So, as long as I don't mention Kyle, you're 'perfectly focused.'" "It was a highway earlier; you could see the road clearly without high beams. Of course, it's different." "Whatever you say." Alright, since Skyler refuses to talk, I guess I'll have to try my luck with the drama club members.

Neo’s POV Sitting at my desk, my mind is consumed by the image of Skyler, completely engulfed in those Scarabs she fondly referred to. It's astonishing how she fearlessly caressed them, treating them as harmless creatures, before they obediently scurried away from her and disappeared into the earth. It's as if they hold no threat, no potential for danger or death. This scene continues to play in my mind, leaving me both fascinated and perplexed by Skyler's unwavering trust in these seemingly treacherous insects.

I do tend to get myself into trouble. “Just wondering why they’ve been kept a secret and why we are just now hearing about them. They sound as though they are worse than the rogues but I have never heard of these lycans attacking anyone, have you?” “She’s got a point,” says Kyle. “You always agree with her,” whines Xander. “Well, I hate to even say it, but she is always right. She’s hardly ever wrong.” “It must be the angel part of her. I heard Angels can see the future,” says Skye almost as if there is a hint of jealous behind her tone.

Katherine narrows her eyes as she snickers. "Let's see until when will you wear your arrogance. You're just another body for Xander Wright. And like his previous flings, you will be dumped when he is finished with his adoration for you" Jessica smirks as she arches her brows to her. Skye only smirked after listening to their harangue. She is amused rather than worried about their threats. "Well, until I have Xander Wright's favor I think I will greatly relish every moment" She smiles while the others look at her with contempt.

I gave Elura a reassuring smile in which both her and Wynter looked at me with the same uncanny expression. It didn’t help that they looked almost exactly the same save for Wynter’s hair being a tad bit shorter, but yes, they were pretty much giving me an unconvinced look. “What? Did you manage to figure out how to clone yourself?” Wynter asked jokingly. Just then, the door opened and Skye stepped inside, his closest friend in the Pack, Dax, right behind him. “Better. He’s got me.” Skye said with so much confidence I’m honestly here contemplating when the hell he got so good at this.

Even Soren, who’s been lingering in the corner of the room with Fallon in a sling across his chest, seems to notice the change in Blake. Skye, who’d been using Soren to reach the shiny glass globes and crystals Blake keeps arranged on his bookshelves, shuffles over to us carrying one of the globes between her hands. It’s a pure, almost flawless sphere of moonstone. She looks around the group before whispering, “Watch this,” and the sphere clouds from within, lighting with her powers. Blake continues looking at Kenna as Skye’s powers cast a violet glare between our bodies. My heart thuds against my ribcage.

"They're not... Friends?" Ora took a saucer with a slice of cake on it from the buffet table as they walked, saying, "It's more of a rivalry thing, I suppose. They're like completely different people, as you can tell. Skye was born to a Father who no one still has any idea of though we all agree he must be drop dead gorgeous, because look at him, and a Mother that doesn't exactly care about him because she's too busy drinking.

" The new arrival was a woman named Skye, twenty-three, whose power had awakened during a pack challenge fight. She fled before the pack could put her to death for murder after unintentionally killing her opponent with a burst of kinetic force. Fearful and alone, Sebastian discovered her sheltering in neutral territory. "This is Astrid," I said, letting her take the initiative. "She will be your primary teacher for basic training."