Skyward 4 Novels & Stories

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

Here's the translation: "Look to the left, then pose," the photographer ordered, and Maica immediately followed. Denver quietly slipped away to head to the changing room, where it was quiet and he wouldn't be disturbed. He felt tired, but he knew he couldn't mess up his plan, especially since his future was at stake. He took a deep breath and leaned his hands on the large vanity table. He bowed his head for a moment and thought. After a few moments, he felt arms wrap around his waist, making him startled and look up. "Good job, baby," she said.

" They hopped in their car and peeled out, leaving me alone outside the venue. The wind bit into me. I tugged my coat closer and waved down a cab home. All my stuff had been thrown outside, dumped across the doorstep like garbage. The maid looked sorry as she said, "Mr. and Mrs. Swain told me you have to leave and never come back." I didn't charge in to yell at them. I just packed up quietly, then walked away with my things. That very night, I got on a plane out of town, heading to a hidden research base run by the National Space Agency. Just before I left, I texted everyone, "I, Wanda Swain, am officially done with the Swains for good and by choice."

Remy (grinning sharp): “They’re about to.” Kael kicks his board and shoots upward. Kael (shouting back): “First official class is tomorrow at dawn: Advanced Sky Rebellion 501. Try not to be late. The void hates tardiness.” We don’t go to the dorm yet. We drop our boards instead. Sânge Furtună sings under my feet the second it touches the lightning rail. Remy’s right beside me, barefoot on a board made of petrified coyote claw and desert wind.

But maybe we can sneak out for a bit. "What are you waiting for? Hop on!" I invited Namir and Caius to get on the eagles back. It lowered itself and spread its wings on the ground so I could crawl up to its back. I really don't have any idea how to maneuver this. I already have the bow and I guess a hundred arrows on my bag. I hope this is already enough. I'll just recycle some in case of shortage. "I bet I can just tell her when to go right or left, correct?" I sneered clumsily at Namir. I hope I won't lead everyone in the wrong direction.

*** The roar of fighter jets echoed through the sky as a series of jets with long trails flew in from the distance. "The Godkey is in jet number four! Get it, hurry!" Javier's team had arrived, and the jets circled overhead, unable to find a landing spot. "Nova!" Helen called out. "On it!" Nova looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. "Strider, give me a hand!" Strider nodded. Nova leaped onto Strider's shoulder. With a powerful thrust from Strider, she was catapulted a hundred meters into the air. As she jumped, jet number four ejected, and the Godkey engraved with countless runes popped out from the aircraft.