Sunset Shimmer Rainbow Rocks Novels & Stories

So they also moves back to the shore to enjoy the sunset. Aroon watches as the younger smiles looking at the point were the sea meets the sky. His eyes lidded from the last rays of the sun as he watches the colours of sunset spread across the sky, hues of orange and lilac swirling with the blue of the sky behind the dimming sun, that now slowly sinks into the horizon.

She couldn't resist the front porch rockers and sat to take in the breathtaking sunset from the perfect vantage point. The sky lit up with orange, yellow, and pink hues as the sun dipped below the horizon. It was as if Mother Nature was putting on a fireworks display, just for her. On any other day, the sight would have taken her breath away, but at this moment, Lauren just wished she had someone to share it withand she was starting to realize who that someone could be.

Little children's wendy-huts in pink, lemon, bird blue and apple green. But the sea.... The sea moves under wave and wind and the wash of the ferry, but the surface is a fractured jigsaw of ice. The shattered water fills eye and brain with a kaleidoscope of colour. A thousand hues which rise and fall in the wake. A million shards undulating as one, scattering the sunset as they do so. The fading sun drops slowly to the horizon turning the sky to flame and pearl and opal which scatters over the ice. Light blazes and ripples in a glory of rainbowed colours reflecting and re-reflecting from the mirrored surfaces and casting across the frosted metal of the deck.

You accepted then because they were one in a million. I squeeze her smaller hand tighter, enjoying the warm heat she radiated. The beach was just a few feet below us as we stood at the rocky cliff. How we even got here is a mystery to me though. "As am I." I replied without looking at the view which she was openly admiring. Shades of Red, purple, yellow, blue and orange mixed together above us in perfect harmony to represent a breathtaking sunset. Though I'm less disposed to acknowledge it's radiance due to the wonderful delight beside me.

Stepping out of the bedroom quickly, Gordon was determined to get both him and his lycan under control. **** SHARON DREAM; Sharon stood on the top of a cliff overlooking the edge , watching as the tides crushed against the rocky bottom. Their spray misting the air at the base to the delight of the gracious sun who birthed a rainbow in it. Sea birds hovered above the rocks, eyes on the lookout for any unlucky sea creatures the tides brought in, some rested on the rocks and or preened themselves. Sharon smiled then turned to face her mate, her eyes meeting those of the emperor.

She felt her heart swell with excitement and anticipation as they passed beneath the archway, the flowers brushing against her as if in greeting. Beyond the gate, the scene opened up to reveal a magnificent black sand beach, unlike anything Aria had ever seen. The sand was rich and dark, its color deepened by the shimmering sunlight that danced upon tiny pebbles scattered along the shore. Each pebble sparkled like a gem, casting a kaleidoscope of colors against the stark black sand. The beach stretched out before them like a private paradise, its beauty otherworldly and enchanting. The waves crashed gently against the shore, their foam white against the inky sands, creating a mesmerizing con

"She'd always hold up the camera, look at us, and say, 'One day, these moments will be important.'" Another one-of-a-kind White Lake sunset was in full swing, so Harley and I exited the house through the back door. Just in time, we sit on the swing at the end of the pier, and I join our hands. The sky we look upon holds the entire rainbow of colors across its mass. Bright shades of yellow and orange mingle with deep hues of blue and pink. In the middle, a golden ball seems to dance among them. As the sun disappears, the breeze picks up across the water, and the lake water mirrors these colors in waves.

"Alright boys! You can go back to your work now. I’ll call you again if we ever need another company. Muah!” I grimace as I watch Zanaida blow a kiss to the two tour guides. Currently, we are in a floating cottage. We are watching the sun slowly disappear behind the ocean. As the sun descends, its warm, glowing light bathes the surrounding landscape in a rich spectrum of colors, ranging from bright yellows and oranges to deep reds and purples.

The high coastal winds of late afternoon had cleared the storm clouds, leaving behind a sky stained in brilliant shades of amber, violet, and bruised copper. Down at the private cove beneath the cliff, the tide was rolling out, exposing smooth black sea-stones and tide pools that shimmered like spilled ink in the fading sunlight. I stood on the timber deck of the estate’s boat craft house, leaning against the smoothed oak railing.

From this day on, I will forever hate fucking seagulls. Max assures me everyone has had their train of thought broken by these sky pirates at some point. We are walking along, letting the operatic song of the sea wash over us and admiring the exquisite beauty of the colours. I’m lost in the bliss of my own creative imagination as I notice that the sea is a creased roll of cyan blue, the clouds, or what little there are, are truffle-white, and the hazy horizon is bathed in a sunrise-pink glow. I notice that the rocks are like indented slabs of black marble, still glistening with the afterglow of the high tide. The anemones that stick to them are a peaceful, monk-brown, and the seaweed gleams