Stranger Things In The Sky Novels & Stories

I wondered if Owen had sent Lorne over to spy on me. Just then, the barrage of comments popped up, interrupting my thoughts. [So, this stranger is Owen's cousin? Wait, he wasn't in the original plot.] [Owen is so conflicted. He wants Lorne to keep an eye on you, but he's afraid you might really get close to Lorne.] [Owen was seriously mad last night. Even though he knew it was his cousin, he was still so angry. The moment he saw a guy near you, it broke him.]

The air in the Grand Hall didn't just vibrate; it groaned under the weight of a silent, invisible cage. Above us—far beyond the shattered, moonlight-streaked dome of the estate—the sky was no longer a natural canopy of stars. It was a grid. A digital, predatory mesh of Council satellites, their optical sensors locked onto a singular, frantic frequency: the golden hum of a four-year-old’s blood.

Through the glass ceiling of the subterranean chamber, a massive, holographic projection of the night sky flickered to life, fed by the city's exterior cameras. The orange glow of the burning Destroyer was gone. The stars were gone. The sky was completely, utterly black, blocked out by a shape so massive it defied comprehension. The Nullity had arrived. making planetfall?

He turned his attention to Melissa and covered her with the piece of clothing; her shoulder to her knee area. “Are you scared?” Melissa swallowed painfully. “No. Why would I be?” “I think I can hear your heartbeat.” “Through the loud music? I don’t think so.” “Good. Just wanna make sure you are okay with this.” Melissa stared in uncertainty as the stranger squeezed a small piece of lime into a shot glass that had a bit of content in it. Then he picked up the shot glass. “You asked for this but I’m not going to harm you.” Since the coat was doing a very good job protecting her from any third party, the stranger went ahead to push up her crop top till her perky boobs were revealed. He brought

They shouldn't be trapped in a jar for some show-off. I tilted my head back to the sky, watching the fireflies dance. Suddenly, a bright streak lit up the horizon—a shooting star zipped across the night sky out of nowhere.

“I know something is off. That’s not Laurel upstairs. Her mannerisms are all wrong. Her habits. Her eyes. The handwriting style on Morel's school note last week did not resemble Laurel's handwriting. I squeezed the stair railing harder while my blood turned to ice. Dr. Shawty urged me to lower my voice while scanning the area quickly. You may be correct but you shouldn’t accuse people like that. It’s more complicated than you think.” My legs trembled. He was going to tell her. He was about to expose me! “Complicated?” Lillian scoffed. “My son’s been living with a stranger! My grandson addresses a woman as ‘Mommy’ whom he just met and who remains unaware of his bedtime schedule. I couldn’t li

But another part, the part that had been drawn to Evan since the day we met, urged me to say yes. ~Me: Sure. See you there.~ When I arrived at the park, the air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of dew and pine. The park was almost empty, save for a few scattered joggers. Evan stood near the entrance, hands in his pockets, gazing up at the stars. His silhouette was framed by the soft glow of the lamppost, and for a moment, I hesitated, watching him. He turned as my footsteps approached, his eyes softening when they met mine.

What it revealed instead was a sky filled with weird and creepy dark flying creatures, almost like the demons from before. What was happening? Why were they back in the sky? "Shit! Fall back!" Nineveh screamed as the birds swooped down toward us.

“I’m worried that Justin doesn’t have that much of time. I don’t know how long he is going to last or if the darkness is going to swallow him whole.” “Well, at least come in and eat breakfast? It’s already nine and you haven’t eaten anything.” My eyes caught movement and I stood up from my lean, stepping down the first stair. Sure enough, Sky’s green Thing trundled down the road, seemingly ignoring that fact that there was at least a half foot of snow on the ground. I stepped down another two steps as I watched her come down the road and pull into the driveway. The back of the Thing fishtailed a bit on the icy ground but Sky got it under control quickly.

I already knew that. But hearing it confirmed didn’t help. “And the thing that came through the sky?” I asked. The stranger’s expression shifted slightly. That was the first real crack I’d seen. “That,” he said carefully, “Was a correction unit.” Kaelen muttered, “That’s not comforting.” “No,” the stranger agreed. “It shouldn’t be.” I took a step closer. Closing distance. Applying pressure. “And the ones coming next?” The stranger didn’t hesitate this time. “Hunters.”