Sunshine Trope Novels & Stories

“Sunshine mentioned you on the yacht… You are an actor, also. Am I right?” He smiled proudly. “Yes, ma’am, that would be me. Karlsen… That makes you Magnus’s mother.” “Exactly,” Tora said nodding. “Is Sunshine at home?” “No, not right now. Sunny went out for a morning run. She’s going to be gone for a while. Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee and a little chat while waiting for her?” Tora considered saying she’d come back later, but coffee hit the spot and this man was Sunny’s best friend. That was what she told Tora over the weekend on the yacht. Maybe she could get him to help with the current predicament.

“I already told you. You belong to me.” A nervous, disbelieving laugh bubbled up from my throat again. “How on earth do I ‘belong’ to you? That night… that was a mistake! A huge mistake! I was highly intoxicated. But now, with my head clear, I definitely don’t want to get involved with a man like you.” He chuckled, “You’re already involved with me, Sunshine. Any woman I have my tongue down there, on her pussy, belongs to me.” The words were raw and explicit, something I had never heard someone speak of so casually, it made my skin prickle. My face flushed and I instantly looked away. How could he speak like that? How could he be so… crude?

I hate people who cries easily as I am softhearted to just ignore them. "Come here, Steven. I can be your shoulder for today," I told him. Steven started running, bounding towards me. He hugged me tightly while letting go of his agony. And I have no other choice but to make him feel better. "Some things are not destined to be ours. If she loves you, then she would've never done it. This just means, she is not for you. You deserve someone better, okay?" He nodded his head. "Now, I want you to find Sunshine Miller for me. She owes me a lot. Go and move on."

For them, human was fated to die, be it from plagues or wars. “Oh, my sun! My powerful sun! Please show my baby the way back home!” Even though the old lady bathed in the sun until her skin cracked, the god would never hear her. Still, as she passed by, this time, Sierra put down a bottle. “Ma’am, at least drink a water-“ “No! No!” The old lady shushed her away, “The god of sun won’t like it if I drink and eat! This is the only way for him to hear my prayers!”

"And why not? Are you trying to say that I'll be a distraction?" "Exactly, Sunshine. Who would want to work when there's someone like you in the room? You should know better. If you were my assistant, I'd never get any work done because I'd be too busy staring at you. I mean, have you looked at yourself? You're an angel, darling. You are irresistibly beautiful, and everything about you is amazing. Sunshine, you're an eye candy, to say the least." "Thanks for the compliments, Mr. Zach. I must confess that they make me feel so good about myself."

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.

“Although I was told that O’Neil and Japheth were the ones who used to bring the girls here by then.” “Japheth?” Sunny sneered as her eyes lit up with recollection. She could not just forget what he did to her back at the Tavern in Saba. Sunny leaned back on her seat and recalled the entire incident. She was chatting with Calvary, seeking information about the human trafficking syndicate when Japheth and O’Neil showed up. They had come to pick up the girls in the basement but Sunny’s beauty had captivated his heart and wanted a night with her. Sunny out-rightly refused him but when she heard that he was a loyal aide of the syndicate, she decided to stick around him and gather information bef

Luna and Shade returned, lying nearby, their amber eyes reflecting the sunlight, the cove a sanctuary, the warmth a shared triumph. The afternoon stretched on, the sunlight dipping lower, the warmth of the cove a sanctuary for their raw moment, Samantha and Kevin’s love a radiant flame in the forest, their legacy a tale of victory and passion that would echo through the ages.

Like we were sharing a secret. I smiled small. “Sunshine.” No real name. Not here. Not with strangers. I learned that the hard way. Trust got me into this mess. No more. Angel’s eyes lit up. “Sunshine. I like it. Fresh. Bright. Fits you.” She let her hand stay there a second longer. Squeezed gentle. Then dropped it. “You look radiant, Sunshine. So young. So bright. They’re gonna love you out there.” I shifted on my heels. Felt awkward. “Thank you.”

The dress flowed gracefully, enhancing her every move with an air of elegance and charm. The sunlight poured through the expansive windows, flooding the terminal with a warm, golden glow. It was a day filled with brightness and hope, as the sun shone with a gentle intensity that illuminated everything in its path. The clear blue sky acted as a stunning backdrop, like an endless canvas, devoid of any clouds, and allowing the sun's rays to stretch far and wide.