Sukhoon Novels & Stories

I said with a laugh as worry lines creased his brow. We rode the Hipper, a superconducting levitation transporter that took city dwellers to and from the Drock, then proceeded onward to the edge of the ice lands. At speeds of over five hundred miles an hour, we passed computerized automotive harvesters and hovering seeding machines that dotted the landscape. Leaves as bright as jewels spun through the air in the Hipper’s wake. In the distance, the towering ice mountains stretched across the horizon. The ice lands covered two-thirds of our planet, sustaining a population of more than eighty million.

My brow furrows at the odd line of questions. “Good to know. I need you to pay close attention. This is going to be a demonstration. It is a thirty-mile ride to our compound from this front gate. Once we are there, you are not to leave the fenced area without permission. You can go anywhere within the compound, except my personal quarters.” Her blue eyes sparkle, drawing me in. I try my best to focus, but the shape of her lips keeps distracting me. Knock it off, Bronx. She’s married. “Klay’s tiger woke up with no memory of his name and Klay never gave him one, so we just call him Suea. It’s Thai for tiger. Suea is about to show you why you shouldn’t try to go anywhere outside the compound wi

which was a normal thing. As long as Melody was dead, it Shou be asleep...till a new baby is born into the royal family. For it to bond with. But there was no new baby.... "D said it just woke up and he's bonded" Micah said U could see the hope in their eyes My heart was already beating fast If it's awake..that means.. "Melody.....It's Melody"....Jason screamed...I turned to look at him..and his eyes were already bright with unshed tears "Our sister Melody is alive"

ODETTE After a close to eighteen-hour flight with two stops in between—one of which Gunnar had made, we landed in South Africa, in the province of KwaZulu-Natal. We were hauled up in a hotel room near the beach. The city we were staying in—from the little I had seen—was beautiful. Durban seemed to be filled with people of different races and ethnicity. It was different from what I had expected. Then again, I didn't know what to expect when Ace said we were going to a safe house. All I knew was that we wouldn't be staying at this hotel for very long.

“I see. Well, do you know any way to get there?” “I’m afraid not. I could ask the manager if you want.” “Sure.” With that, the staff moved in a rather stiff way toward the door behind and disappeared. A minute later, she came back with a brown skinned sharkwoman, both were very stiff. “Hello, Lord Dragunov, sir, what is the matter?” The manager asked. “Is there any way to go to Phulu?” “I’m afraid that there are no ships that are on schedule to Phulu and all ocean current routes to Phulu are closed due to the presence of a monster.” She explained.

Early for two Guardians who didn’t require the same sort of sleep as their human counterparts meant well before the sun rose, and by 5:00 in the morning, Aaron had collected Jamie and was driving his Buick Century toward the Kahuku Sugar Mill located on the northeast side of the island. The drive would normally take an hour or so, but Aaron’s car was capable of going much faster with the modifications the LIGHTS team made to it, and he was clipping along at a pretty good speed that December morning.

Meanwhile, Ana continues taking a puff. "Alhaji Musa, just called me. Besides, I will be going over to Mr Chukudi's lodge from there." Kat says winking at her friend. "See money!" Sophia hails. "My dear. It's popping!" Kat says shaking her bumbum in a sexy manner. "Wetin dey do this one? (Whats you're with her), " Kat suddenly asks looking from Ana to Sophia. "No show today?" Kat says directly to Ana.

After a lot of bowing and conversation by the time we made it to our seats, I was thoroughly exhausted. LaLa came in with Sophia and sat down and once we got our plates, they began to talk about what was happening in our pack. “Alpha, we’ve completed the funeral arrangements for our pack members who were killed in the bunker. It was not pretty. We had five mothers and seven children killed in the attack. Unfortunately, the seventh child was the child of one of our head warriors, Simon, who was out on the front lines. He, quite naturally, was devastated and had to be sedated when told the news.

No wonder I couldn’t express myself the way I wanted to. My eye caught on the Narwhal Imperial Stout. 10.2%, that’ll help drown out this humiliation. I leant across the bar to reach for it - “Koos kansloos!” Lars suddenly shouted. I think the drink had gone to his head already – he's getting even louder than normal.

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