Skyward Novels & Stories

The man said in a rush. “Daniel, this is Cordelia Blackwell, she's helping Sheila. Now, there's a coffin in my trunk. Get it and follow me to the back of the mansion.” I wasn't sure what happened, but Daniel and Cadell both stared at each other, a silent conversation was happening between them. And I remembered reading about the mind link between pack members. Daniel's eyes widened before drifting towards me and bowing his head slightly. “It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Blackwell. My name is Daniel Braxton, the Beta of the pack.”

I don’t know what’s the point with this when it was easier to point a gun than to use a bow and arrow. He asked us to find a partner. For the first time in my life here in the town of Dusk and Dawn, it wasn’t Gelo. I asked Stacy. I thought she was more reachable and fluid than Skip. I don’t want to get involved with Gelo right now. Not because he confessed to me, though it’s one of the micro factors, but because I wanted to ask Stacy for information about the alpha. The trees were at peace when we got out. Stacy pasted the printed paper with a mocked target on a huge tree, thrice my height.

Austine City's sky welcomes the five mighty birds of more than eight hundred passengers capacity aircraft. The first commercial flights of Wright Airways conquered the sky. After several decades of being in aircraft engineering, the Wright Group of Companies will carry its flag in commercial aviation. Hoots of excitement and loud applause rule the crowd as they watch the perfectly in-order take-off of five gigantic aircraft. "CEO Wright, congratulations" Xander with Skye and Nicolo beside him welcomes the greetings of other business leaders. "Thank you" Firm handshakes were exchanged while Skye wore her most charming smile for everyone.

Vanessa sat beside Adrian, scrolling through her phone. “You won’t believe what I saw yesterday,” she said suddenly. Adrian glanced at her. “What?” “After you dropped me off, I was driving home and I saw something in the sky.” She turned her phone toward him, showing him a photo. “Look.” Adrian squinted at the screen. White letters against a blue sky. Thick smoke trails forming words. **HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIRA** **WELCOME HOME** His stomach tightened. “There was a jet,” Vanessa continued, her tone light but pointed. “Someone hired a jet to write ‘Happy Birthday Kira’ across the entire sky. Can you believe that?”

He also has his hands behind his back and I don’t know why. “Well look whose up” the man says. His voice is rough and grates on my already frazzled nerves. “Welcome to Thornback Nova. We don’t have a lot of rules here. Basically submit and obey and you wont get punished. Not complicated at all”. It is the most patronising tone I have ever heard.

However, they gathered around before dispersing without touching my body. The sky burial practitioners were surprised by this. "The vultures aren't eating the corpse!" They exchanged looks. "Only those who have committed evil deeds are forsaken by the vultures during a sky burial." I looked at the vultures who hovered, unwilling to leave yet also not eating my corpse. A bitter smile painted my lips. It seemed Gideon had been right all along. I was an evil person who didn't even deserve to have a sky burial. The sky burial practitioners looked at my body, feeling distressed. Gideon said helplessly, "Let's collect the corpse and contact her family to pick her up. Since she's an Emperian, she c

Several large, spinning, iron-like objects appear on a collision course—luminous blue plasma trails follow in their wake. “There!” Ingoran shouts. All I can see is a minuscule hole in the wall of the approaching Armageddon. “There’s a gap, the eye of the storm.” He fights the controls to realign us towards the pocket. “Power to port,” he orders our engineer Ashmor, who immediately punches the command into the console. I watch as though in slow motion as we edge closer to the void. The distance between the two approaching asteroid streams begins to widen. The seconds tick away; I think of my mother in the farmlands back home, the anguish etched into her face as security led me away to train f

" Welcome home, Skye" ..

He won't give up. what the? What is not covered by the HFWA? He couldn't remember. No one remembered him. He was sitting on the bank watching the sunset. Oddly shaped trees swayed in the gentle breeze. The air was warm and smelled strange. The flowers that bloomed more than any other flower in the desolate wasteland of Penrith swayed beneath the wind's searching fingers.