Sun Oh Novels & Stories

Orion opened his eyes slowly, blinking back the darkness curling around the edge of his sight. The darkness gradually cleared and the world around him came into focus. Around him, there was nothing but an endless abyss. Black stretched infinitely in every direction, swallowing sound, time, and sense. And yet, in the center of that void, a figure hovered before him, radiant, serene and untouched by the darkness around them. It was the goddess, Selene and somehow, the most innate part of him recognised his maker.

Sofia The sun was bleeding into the ocean, a massive hemorrhage of crimson and violet that signaled the end of the world or at least, the end of our world. It was our last night. Tomorrow morning, the jet would be waiting we would be carried back to the suffocating reality of the city. I lay on the massive bed, naked, my body tangled with Luca's. I traced the line of the black ink on Luca's bicep, a complex, geometric design that disappeared into his armpit. My finger followed the raised skin, memorizing the texture.

I squinted and gave the bomb expert a half-smile. "There’s no need to waste time with words.” "Just do your thing, and quick." He nodded and got down to business with his tools. I licked my back teeth. Great. Now of all times I was dying for a smoke. The afternoon in Safrana? It was blazing hot. I had been standing in the blazing sun for what felt like an eternity, and it seemed like the sun was trying to cook me alive.

King Manor smiled when he saw the meeting room. Thirty minutes later: “King Manor, the Sun Goddess Sunna has arrived.” One of his many servants said, nervously. Soko was uncomfortable in his royal attire. He was straightening his collar when his father’s servant entered announcing the Sunn goddess’s arrival. The woman walked into the room and you could immediately feel her aura. She was breathtakingly beautiful; it was almost painful to look at her directly. The Sun Goddess had long, flowing, gold hair and pale white skin that had a golden glow. She was really pure light, just like they had learn in their history class. The Sun Goddess provided not only the Orion’s Belt but the entire world

I leaned my head against his shoulder, my eyes squinting against the glare of the gold leafed pillars that surrounded the square. A man stepped out from the shadows of the high temple. He did not wear furs or tunics: he was draped in robes of liquid gold that seemed to flow and shimmer with their own internal current. This was Helios, the Sun Alpha. He was a being of pure solar energy, his presence radiating a heat so intense that the air around him warped in a series of wavy and liquid mirages. His eyes were not amber or silver; they were two white-hot stars that seemed to pierce through my very marrow.

Java, 1586 The wind howled across the coast. The sun blazed from the peak of a sharp blue sky, while massive waves exploded against the black rocks lining Karang Bendan's shoreline. On a stretch of smooth sand, two men stood facing each other, separated by little more than eight feet.

I was unpleasantly surprised when I came downstairs. Sienna was standing in my kitchen looking at me like she wanted to kill me. She is my brother’s and Alpha’s best friend. She is 25, just like my brother and Alpha, and she has been hanging out with them since childhood. Now, she is clinging on to them like they are a lifeboat. She was devastated when she found out that neither my brother nor Alpha were her mates. That didn’t stop her from trying to become Luna. She is always around Alpha, proving herself and trying to convince him to take her as his chosen mate.

He wore a red hoodie, black jeans, black and red sneakers, and a black visor, with his curly afro coming out of the top. His jewelry glistened under the sunlight, and I was just happy to see him. Walking over, I kept my eyes on the ground until I reached him. His sneakers came into view, and I let my eyes trail up to meet his gaze. I gave him a small smile, but his face remained blank.

The old Chevy pickup rumbled to life, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as he headed toward Aqua's house. The drive to her place was a blur, his mind racing with thoughts of what he would say. When he finally pulled up to her house, he parked the truck and leaned against it, waiting. The morning sun cast a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. At 6'3", with his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, Damon was the epitome of physical perfection. His athletic frame exuded both strength and grace, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

Jove-Eat the pomegranate first. I listen to Jove he has never steered me wrong. I walk toward the sunny side of the orchard and see what has to be the exit. Jove-We have the Gold Apple, the pear and our whits. I’m stronger I can help you. Let’s do this. Me-Can you get a message to Venus? Jove-No, my link to her is cut until we get out of this. Me-Mercury? Jove-Him I can get.