Sunny Day Jack Novels & Stories

He must have given them to Anna as a gesture, and she used them as her profile photo. Nausea rolled through me as I read Anna's next text message. [Mr. West, I'm so touched that you're taking me to Bali for a little getaway. Do you want me to wear the Officer Bunny outfit? Maybe it'll look even better on a mom-to-be.] I nearly vomited in disgust. I expressionlessly locked the phone and set it down. Ethan seemed to realize he had left his phone outside and emerged hastily to grab it. Holding it tightly, he shot me a sharp glare.

I looked at the screen until the words stopped meaning anything. Then, because apparently grief made people cruel to themselves, I tapped on her profile. Her account was public. Most of it was harmless. Coffee cups on her desk. Elevator selfies. Photos of the courthouse steps with captions about surviving another day in litigation. Then I saw a post from last week. A picture of a paper cup, a heating pad, and a neatly folded cashmere scarf I recognized immediately. Elliot's scarf. The caption read: When your boss pretends to be all serious but still brings you tea and a heating pad because cramps are trying to murder you. Maybe good men do exist.

I got to teach at a local school for kids. Work in Avernia was relatively relaxed. School days ended early in the afternoon, so once the children went home, I would head back, too. I usually spent the rest of the time reading, writing, or simply allowing myself to breathe. Day by day, life began to feel normal. Gavin would often stop by with takeout or groceries, always bringing something warm and comforting. One evening, he turned on the TV to a Velmarish news broadcast—something I hadn't seen in months.

Jack closed the distance between their faces, "I don't like seeing you in pain." Angel felt unable to move, looking resigned as the man's lips began to press against hers. Her eyes began to close, allowing Jack to kiss her lips gently. He seemed to want to vent his anger at Erick by accepting Jack, especially now that this man was the one who was always there for him. "You are my Luna," whispered Jack with their lips still pressed together. He was intending to deepen the kiss when suddenly Angel pulled a quick face. "What do you mean?" Angel frowned when he heard Jack's incomprehensible sentence. "Luna? What is Luna?"

she asked. Jack’s face lit up with smiles. He couldn’t believe Amber was asking him out on a movie date. “After that, we could watch the sunset together.” she finished, feeling a bit nervous. Jack felt like he was on cloud nine. “Of course. I’ll love to go see a movie and watch the sunset with you.” Amber beamed, causing him to chuckle. “You light up when you smile, Amber. Smile often, okay?” he tucked strands of hair behind her ears.

Jack hit the road as the sun began to fill the morning sky. It was a beautiful early autumn morning. He stopped to fill up at his usual gas station and grabbed a hot coffee, bottled water, and some snacks for the road. As he made his way to the counter, he passed by a stack of newspapers. He glanced down at the top paper, but was snapped out his own little world by the man behind the counter clearing his throat. This wasn't the usual guy he spoke with in the morning. In fact, Jack had never seen this guy here at all. He paid for his gas and food, smiled and gave a quick nod at the new cashier, and went back to his car.

Hence, he made up some excuse to give me a way out. However, I didn't need one. From next door came the faint sound of a door closing. Calvin must have just come back from working out. Thinking about his pecs that I had leaned against earlier, I happily tossed my phone aside. I had a premium option available now. Why would I go back to a generic choice? … I sat beside Calvin as he skimmed through some documents. Resting my chin on my hand, I watched him and remarked, "They say a man is the most handsome when he's at work. Turns out it's true."

Paige replied as the smile on her face disappeared. He smiled, "Come on, why are you looking so serious? I was just pulling your legs. Don't be too rigid, Paige. You've got to be flexible." "Alright, now I'll be going," Paige replied. "Hold on, hold on, we need to take some pictures to promote our upcoming music," Sunny said. As he spoke, he made a phone call, and a few photographers who seemed to have been waiting around suddenly came out and began to take pictures of them.

We stepped out of the burger joint, and the evening breeze brushed my face with a cool touch. I walked beside him. "You see it now, don't you? Someone like you wouldn't survive a single day in the real world without an assistant and a wallet." He didn't protest, only murmured a quiet "yeah". We walked on in silence. The streetlights stretched our shadows across the pavement, where they met briefly before parting. As we approached the entrance to my apartment complex, he suddenly stopped. "Nova." "Yeah?" "How did I do today?" he asked softly. "Did I pass?"

arms. Come back to me my Sunshine Beautiful...beautiful..Sunshine Mine...Mine...Mine… Mine…Mine…Mine… I know about our deal I know we can't be together I know we don't have future I know we have no chance But all I want is you in my life Mine...Mine...Mine… Come back to me my Sunshine…. Mine... She never thought she would be that important in his life. She never thought he would write a song about her. She never thought he would still remember her. After she woke up from her trauma she immediately called Selina, it’s nine in the morning for her.