Sunset Shimmer Fanart Novels & Stories

A mocking smile slowly appeared at the corner of my lips. "Julie, Timothy, the game has only just begun."

I asked the driver to stop along the coastal road. The Mediterranean wind smelled of salt and orange blossoms. The sun was sinking low, turning the water fierce gold, then red, then a deep rose that stretched across the harbor like burning silk. I took out my phone and photographed the sunset. No cockpit glass. No permission. No man deciding whether I deserved the view. Ava replied almost immediately. [Your first official photo after becoming a terrifying charity queen is a sunset? Iconic.] I typed back, [Come here and you can see it every day.]

A small school of silver fish flitted across the sand before disappearing from my sight. Bastian floated next to me, sitting on his own board as he looked at the horizon. The sun was coming up gold and setting the sky aflame. I gasped. It was magical to be out here, floating with my feet in the water as the sun came up. Just as the last inches of the giant ball of light left the horizon, he leaned over and kissed me. I closed my eyes, feeling his warm tongue and tasting the salt of the ocean while the sun heated my skin. No, this is heaven, I decided, losing the rest of my thoughts to his gentle lips and tongue.

"You've been through a lot, and I don't think anyone should have to face that alone. As Aqua's warm smile washed over him, Damon felt a rush of emotions flood his senses. Her beauty, illuminated by the soft glow of the evening sun, seemed to captivate him in a trance. His breath caught in his throat as he caught her gaze, his eyes drawn to the delicate curve of her lips, the gentle contour of her body, and the way her shirt hugged her chest.

Not long after I left Dawson Corporation, Shane Dawson sent me an address and a photo of our wedding venue: a Spanish castle named Castillo de Sol. The picture showed the castle’s facade consisting of ivory limestone walls and a blazing golden dome, luxury carved into every line. Right in the center of the shot stood Tania Collins, her curls tumbling over her shoulders, a crimson gown hugging her figure. My fingers hovered over her radiant smile for two long seconds. The absurdity sank in like ice.

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?

With a shared sense of anticipation and excitement, Julius, Alex, and Sammy knew that everything was in place for a magical evening by the lake. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the tranquil lake, Julius and Star found themselves in a scene straight out of a fairy tale. The soft hues of twilight painted the sky in shades of pink and orange, creating a picturesque backdrop for the evening ahead. Julius, with a glint of anticipation in his eyes, guided Star along a path illuminated by flickering candles that led to a secluded spot by the water's edge.

shed, the air warm against their flushed skin, their weapons and packs left at the main camp, the tension of battle replaced by the heat of desire, the sunlight illuminating their bodies, the air thick with the scent of pine, sweat, and the earthy musk of their closeness, their wolves—Luna and Shade—patrolling the perimeter of the cove, their fur ruffled by the breeze, their amber eyes alert but giving them privacy, the cove a haven of passion, their gasps and moans filling the space, the warmth of the forest a mirror to the fire in their veins, the Frostspire a distant memory, the cove a sanctuary for their reunion. Samantha stood barefoot on the moss, her auburn hair loose, cascading over

Viren frowned at the loss of her touch. "What happened? Are you alright?" " I want to take pictures." " Come here, I will take your pictures." "No, we will take selfies." They took a lot of pictures. It was lunchtime so they returned. They rested a while after the delicious meal served by Vashma. It was evening by the time they woke up. Shahid called them on board to witness the beautiful sunset. The sky was filled with hues of orange grey purple and the mountain looked beautiful with orange colour splashing throughout the snow. Dusk took over the light and it was getting chilly. They descended into their room which was warm and cosy. The couple took their leave after dinner.

PHOENIX It’s almost sunset—the colors of blue and violet scattering the sky with yellow-orange and red are covering most of it. Everyone gathers at the shore, sitting at the beach chairs to witness the sunset. The chopped woods are already piled for the bonfire later. The smooth sand caresses my bare-foot in every step I make. The sound of waves rippling softly at the shores is so calm as I walk hand in hand with my fiancée, Samantha through the shoreline.