Tangled Sun Novels & Stories

she said I was fuming with anger and irritation at this point because why can’t my day go smoothly without any gibberish from the media, my family, workers and the world in a whole. This is fucked, what do I do now I thought “What’s my schedule for the day Euna” I was barely making a sound because all my anger was blocking my words As we walked to my office and my assistant calling out my schedule I could only think of one thing ‘can this day end so I could get drunk and sleep peacefully’

Jesus, this boy would be the death of me. He pouted. " The windows are tinted and it hasn't stopped you before." A slow smirk appeared on his face, his hand landing on my thigh, dangerously close to the tingling spot between my legs. I sucked in a sharp breath through my nose, my fingers trembling as my body can no longer push back the reaction he invoked in me. " They can still see through the windshield and the last times we were not in sight of the main road." I pointed out, smacking his hand away as his fingers inched closer.

-ANASTASIA- 1 December 2019, 8:47 am. ‘Tilt your head to the east if you happen to live where the sun rises there and see the orange red sun rising by taking its time to come out of those white fluffy clouds showing the world its unbeaten beauty and bringing a tinge of warmth on this cold day. I have seen it today like every other day but one might wonder then what the difference in today and yesterday is?

*Tanner* The sun hung low in the sky as Rose and I drove through the dense woods leading to Larch Groove Pack. The scent of maples and lindens filled the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of damp soil. I glanced over at Rose, who was taking in her surroundings with a mix of excitement and apprehension. The recent troubles of the pack weighed heavily on both of us. The news of poisoned water had spread like wildfire, leaving a shadow over the community. Now, as their new leaders, we had a responsibility to help heal the land and restore the trust of the pack members.

*Thorn* The sun rises with a golden hue, spilling warmth over the bustling city of Catrista as I stand in front of the grand mirror in my room. Today is the day… the day I marry Teyla. My heart races with a mix of excitement and disbelief that this moment has finally arrived. The air is thick with the scent of fresh flowers, and the sound of laughter and chatter drifts through the open windows, a symphony of joy that echoes the happiness in my heart.

"What's so mysterious?" I reached out and lifted the lid. Nestled inside was an exquisite suit. Under the sunlight streaming through the windows, every thread shimmered with an ever-shifting rainbow of colors, and countless micro-diamonds were meticulously embedded into every seam and detail. My breath caught in my throat. I had genuinely believed that the billion-dollar custom tuxedo I had commissioned was the pinnacle of luxury and elegance, but compared to the masterpiece before me, it suddenly looked dull and utterly outclassed.

"We should watch the star but there are no stars, so we should skip it as well." "Yes, what is the next?" Cathy asked him. "I should watch you while sleeping." "Okay, we can do that later." "Yes! The seven you strike it." "Yes, you might not be around when it comes." "What is it?" "That you care for me during my monthly flow." "Ew! It's a good thing you struck it out, I hate to see blood, I can't possibly care for you during that time." She just nodded again. "The eight say we should rent a tandem bicycle and go for a ride."

Tiger king said in an annoyed expression. "Three suns of blazing destruction!" Tiger king roared as the sky above him turned flaming red. A huge wave of fire appeared above his head, which started compressing. Soon a Sun made of fire appeared above him, then a second and a third. All rotating above him like planets around the sun. "Looks like you are finally getting serious." Skeleton king laughed as he saw tiger King use his martial skill. "It... Looks like I have no choice. It's the end either way, so I'm going to take him down as well." Queen Mia let out as she gazed at these three suns.

She took something inside as a worn-out book is then what she’s holding within her hand, as she whispers. “Born as one, but split by time, twins that should never depart will hold the sun and the other the moon. The starts in between and the life they hold, protected, the ones who should protect, but will be torn by fate and lies. How would their life end up, from the loop of insanity that’s starting to mark their reality?”

The tolling of the castle bells didn't just vibrate in the air; it resonated through the star-silver fused to my skin, a sharp, metallic chime that set my very blood on fire. In the window, the horizon was no longer the soft, icy grey of a typical Northern morning. It was jagged, pierced by the silver banners of the High Council’s vanguard, their steel reflecting the cold light of a sun that felt suddenly distant.