Sun Summoner Novels & Stories

The ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble faintly. A powerful aura suddenly exploded from his body. The warriors immediately stiffened. Even Marcus’s confident expression cracked slightly. “…that decision no longer belongs to your pack.” Marcus stared at him. “What are you talking about?” For a brief moment, the stranger said nothing. Then he slowly lifted his head. The moonlight illuminated his silver hair and glowing golden eyes. When he spoke again, his voice carried a terrifying authority. “I am Sunny, ruler of the northern territories.” The forest fell completely silent.

The rooftops and streets below lay sprawled out like a patchwork quilt, illuminated by the golden glow of the sun. As Aqua took in the breathtaking view, Damon couldn't help but feel a swell of satisfaction. Her reaction mirrored what he had hoped for—an escape from the chaos of everyday life, if only for a moment. Her words, soft yet filled with genuine appreciation, resonated deeply with him, igniting a spark of warmth within his chest.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

The vegetation and the twisted roots has swallowed him whole. "100 meters, you'd be able to see them soon," Alpha-1 said. SA-2614 nodded as if Alpha-1 was there with her. And with that, she took a breath, pulled her hood back up and readied herself for a jump. SA-2614 is a genetically modified weapon of war and she can jump really high.

I growled at him for telling me what to do instead of fucking answering my stupid questions, it’s there the redhead man laughed at my action to then say. “Alright now lad, I am known as Helios, my sister calls me Sunny, it is our nicknames, I am the god of the sun, and of this am also known to others as the bringer of sigh, it was known from many that I share a similarity to the moon with the creatures who have been born from my sight, my sister created them along with my powers of truth to direct her mate into a better day, and truly remain together forever, she took my powers, and combined them with her first stillborn son, to create a creature that would bring fear when summoned, this is

The Solarion hums deep in the bones of the Sanctum, drinking suns to rip the heavens open at my word. Soon. Three days—no, less. Soon I will hold a weapon fit for gods. Soon Kael will see what his absence made of me. And when he does, he will not find the girl who once loved him. He will find the light that devours worlds. For I am Solara. The last dawn. The fire that breaks empires. And the sky has already begun to burn.

Dark, flowing hair framed her face, and her eyes held a mixture of concern and familiarity. She cradled a baby in her arms, a sight that should have stirred memories. "Do you remember this?" Selene asked, her voice gentle as she revealed the baby in her arms. I glanced at the infant, noting the innocence in its features, but the connection I should have felt eluded me. "The baby is cute, but I don't remember sorry," I admitted, my gaze returning to Selene with a sense of regret. Vance, sensing the need for clarity, stepped forward. "My name is Vance," he introduced himself, a flicker of hope in his eyes. "And this is your best friend, Selene, and our son, Jacob."

"Good. You deserve all the happiness in the world." Despite the contentment that wrapped around me like a warm embrace, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was lurking just beyond the horizon. Sin was still out there, a specter haunting the edges of my consciousness. Though Winterspire was a fortress, I couldn’t help but worry that Sin’s thirst for vengeance might lead her to strike again. The days slipped by, each one bringing us closer to the ceremony that would mark my official role as Luna. The pack was abuzz with anticipation, preparations reaching a fever pitch as the date approached.

Rebirth Of The Vengeful Luna Torturer’s POV As the clash of swords reverberated through the room, the air crackled with anticipation and the scent of bloodlust. I, the torturer, found myself drawn into the fray, compelled by the adrenaline coursing through my veins. The Luna's guard, formidable and resolute, met my own guards with unwavering determination. I stepped forward, my movements calculated and precise. My hands tightly gripped the hilt of my weapon, a testament to my years of training in the art of combat. I engaged in the dance of blades, joining the fray with an intensity matched only by the Luna's guard.

A combination of inheriting the fox fire from my father and my mother's light magic can create one I call Solar. I knew demon fox-fire wouldn't work on Hexia because she is more vital than lesser demons. So, while fighting her, I thought of it, and as expected, it worked. Solar had skin through her clothes and burned her skin. Even with her rejuvenating ability, it won't heal. Because I killed her snake, Hexia is growing weaker by the minute. Even in that state, she still has the energy to fight. I got to applaud her for being a loyal servant of Demir.