Sun Oc Novels & Stories

I looked at an embarrassed Cassy to answer for her as I helped her take a seat on the one chair that had a small round table. “Morning to you all, if it’s not too much trouble we would appreciate it, and if Sunny could train me while we wait? We can continue after, if that’s alright?” Sunny smiled at my request to reply shortly after me. “It will be my pleasure, and it is finally nice to meet you Cassidy, I’m Helios, Selene’s older brother, and your farthest uncle, I never had the pleasure of meeting you in person.” He tried to be civil to Cassy who was now really hungry.

Satisfied, Orion left the suite and made his way to the meeting. *** The conference room was vast, its walls lined with glass panels that overlooked the city below. The morning sun poured through them, glinting off the polished surface of the oval table and the sleek metal fixtures that decorated the space. Despite the elegance, the air was heavy and thick with unspoken hostility. Orion's boots echoed against the marble floor as he approached the table. Three pairs of eyes lifted to meet his, each one sharp in its own way.

"Good morning class. We have a new student amongst us today. Can you please stand and introduce yourself?" I confidently stand up from my seat beside Thea. "Hello everyone. I'm Onda. Onda Silver Thorne." "Talk about weird names." A male voice behind me says causing some people to snicker. I ignore him and continue. “I’m 17 years old and I’m from…” I can’t say Zorah now can I? Say Australia. "Australia?" That came out more as a question. "Where in Australia?" The teacher asks. Katherine. "Katherine?" That also came out as a question.

- Sunny he immediately gets the thing that is on his back pocket that is staying there since the start of the apocalypse "Hello my old friend I'm going to drink you now"- Sunny Sunny reveals his hidden weapon in his pocket! and it was a GIN!!! he quickly consumes this half bottled drink without chaser! "HHUUUU!!! its the best!!"- Sunny SUNNY BALAYO ALCOHOL BONE FRAME LVL 1 MANA 90/100- 30mana per minute deduction

"And you? Where are you headed?" "Back home," Selene replied, her frame straightening almost imperceptibly. "Los Angeles is where my business is." Nicole raised an eyebrow, interest piqued. "What business?" Selene smiled, pride touching her features. "Okeke Groups. You may have heard of it." Nicole's breath caught in her throat. Okeke Groups, a name she knew full well, was a multinational conglomerate into luxury automobiles and rivaling some of the biggest names on the face of the earth.

Before I left, I gave him one last parting message. "Oh, by the way, you’re going to be moved to a new facility soon. I spent quite a bit to make sure you’re transferred. It’s a special prison, full of inmates with... particular 'tastes.' A soft, defenseless college boy like you? I’m sure you’ll be very popular. Enjoy your life sentence." Stepping outside, I looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful day—the sun blazed down on me. I didn’t bother with an umbrella; it was a bit hot, but I felt lighter than I had in years.

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Cole turned and looked down the street in the direction Sean had come probably thinking of how he was gonna go grab his copy. "Nobody wanders off again," Mira said, her gaze moving around the group and landing on Cole specifically. Cole turned back. "Why are you looking at me. I wasn't even the one who—" "Cole." Sean adjusted his sunglasses. The rest of us started moving and after a second Cole followed. Mira stopped in front of an old building and turned around like she was actually about to present something completely reasonable. "Sentō," she said. "It's a public bathhouse. One of the oldest ones still running in Tokyo." She looked around the group. "I know…I know, but don't worry the boy

SHAWN One minute I’m sitting on my bed, still in yesterday’s clothes, staring at nothing in particular and the next, I’m waking up to sunlight cutting through the curtains and a dull heaviness sitting behind my eyes. For a second, everything feels normal. Then it comes back.The pack. The bond. Kane. I exhale slowly, dragging a hand over my face before reaching for my phone on the nightstand. A notification blinks on the screen. Mike. " I know you left.Just… whatever you decide, I'm on your side."

Havana, Cuba Sunshades, Hawaiian shirts and shorts, and with a cup of mojito in hand, Ricardo and Megan looked just like every other normal tourist couple in the roadside restaurant they sat down to wait for Ricardo's contact, Sammy on the sunny afternoon. However, anyone who took a closer look at the duo would realize that there was nothing normal- or coupling- about them.