Novel & Cerita Suna Hot

AUTHOR'S POV The sun was high in the sky and it was really giving off it's flame to the world. Just looking at it, one would think that the heavenly body was hell bent on destroying the world. The extreme heat was affecting everyone in the pack causing the pack daily activities to be sluggish than normal. People were practically dragging their feet to work, hands were constantly swiping at foreheads to clear off the sweat that had gathered there. The usual cheering of pups that were too young to school was nowhere to be found today because all of them had stayed in their homes to avoid the scorching heat which did little because everyone knows that you could never hinder the work of the sun.

I reacted immediately, I was about to drop a greeting but Sera beat me to it. Sera: greetings Luna😊 Luiz: oh I almost forgot Sera: it’s in your best interest not to forget idiot😂 Alpha Is gonna murder your ass Luiz: oh my fucking god…. I need to run 😂 I smile at their joke wondering what’s with everyone teasing me today. Me: Guys…. I’m here you know😒 Sera: oh my god what’s with that emoji Luna?😳 Luiz: she’s mad… we’re fucked sera

The sun is merciless—hotter than I’ve ever felt. After lathering myself in sunscreen, I stretch out on a lounger by the pool, letting the heat seep into my skin as I slowly tan. Somewhere to my left, the boys are blasting music and knocking back heavy drinks. Aiden’s among them, and every so often I catch the sound of his laugh blending in with the others. Forty males. One female. But I ignore every single one of them. I focus on my breath, my heartbeat—a slow, steady rhythm pulsing through me.

Justus’ POV: My phone received a new message. I tapped it open. 【Sun: I found her! She just saved my life at the beach! Wuwu, my miracle doctor big sis is such a good person!】 I almost replied instantly. 【Justus: Where? Tell her to contact me!】 【Sun: She already left. She left right after saving me. I don’t have her contact information.】 【Justus: How can you be so stupid? Hurry up and find her!】

Elena’s POV. The Amalfi sun was relentless, baking the stone terrace until the air shimmered faintly above the ground, the heat pressing steadily against my skin in a way that refused to be ignored no matter how still I remained. I sat on one of the loungers by the infinity pool with my tablet resting against my knees, trying to focus on the Clara Everett Group’s quarterly projections, but the effort felt increasingly futile as the glare off the Tyrrhenian Sea blurred the edges of the screen and the heavy warmth in the air made every breath feel slower than it should have.

The Sahara Desert. Sector 4. The sun hung in the sky like a white-hot hammer, beating down on the endless ocean of dunes. The temperature was 110 degrees Fahrenheit. A convoy of beige, military-grade Land Rovers tore across the sand, leaving trails of dust behind them. Inside the lead vehicle, the air conditioning was blasting at max power, but it was still losing the battle against the heat. "This is un-civilized," Alex complained from the back seat. He was wearing desert goggles and a cooling vest. "My laptop is overheating. If the CPU hits 90 degrees, we lose satellite uplink."

A few minutes after Azzurra left the marina, the sun decided it deserved a promotion. It was only ten in the morning, but the heat already felt like noon in a place where rich people considered sweating a personal failure. Light bounced off the water, off the yacht’s glass, off the stainless railings, off every expensive surface that had absolutely no empathy for human skin. I took off my sunglasses for half a second, then immediately put them back on. Mistake.

I cared more than I wanted to admit. And that was where I stayed. "Ma'am, would you like some sunscreen?" one of the crew members asked. He held out a bottle of Coppertone with a polite smile. "Your skin’s very light. You’ll burn fast, and that might ruin the rest of your trip." "Thanks," I replied as I took the bottle from him. "I didn’t even think about it." "It happens a lot with guests from colder climates," he said. "They don’t realize how strong the sun is here until it’s too late."

"We don't have to go to a hotel for that. Let's go home." Right… Home. We could go back to our home.

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.