Taste Of The Sky Novels & Stories

Ryu smiled after a laugh. “Yes,” Luna agreed, “After all, he is Theon.” After we all mumbled our non-reluctant wishes, Luna finally let the lantern go, flying up to the cold, midnight sky we dragons were promised to soar. As we longed for that very day to come, all that we can do as of now is to appreciate this scene of colorful rectangular objects soaring up to the sky in our stead. Our soft smiles fabricated silence, as we all gaze up to the night sky, praying that whoever is living there may our best of intentions be heard.

Skylar, who had softened for love, was already dead in that cold sea. "Install it." I stared into Luke's crazed eyes. "Night Owl was always meant to be a monster."

Hello Good Readers, Hope you all are doing great! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! (If you're part of the readers reading this book during 25-31 December, 2022) Guessing you all are anxious for the next update but fret not, I'm never going to keep you in suspense for long. Taste of Luna's Lips is paused on the 31st of December, 2022 and will continue it's massive daily update from 3rd of January, 2023 and two chapters will be updated daily.

The sky was low and gray, clouds moving fast, the scent of rain and ozone thick. And then the sound came. It started as a hum. Then a vibration. Then a roar that shook the trees. Wings. The horizon split open in light—blue, blinding, and fierce. For a heartbeat, nobody moved. Then Tara whispered, “Holy shit.” The shape grew larger, cutting through the clouds. I didn’t need to see the color to know. My chest tightened, my breath caught in my throat. Krav. He was flying low, too low. His wings stretched wide, the scales catching the sunlight. But the air around him shimmered wrong. The wind screamed. The trees bent.

Lexi felt a shiver run down her spine as their eyes met, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the noise of the party fading into the background. Then, without breaking eye contact, the mysterious stranger smiled and raised his glass in a silent toast. Lexi felt her cheeks flush as she smiled back, feeling a spark of electricity that seemed to arc between them like a live wire. As the night wore on, Lexi found herself drawn to the stranger again and again, their conversations flowing easily as they talked about art, music, and life. She learned that his name was Julian Blackwood, and that he was the host of the gala, as well as a renowned art collector.

They were shoulder to shoulder, and Jack's hand was nonchalantly draped over her waist. Spotting me, Jack put on a dramatic grimace. "The medicine's too bitter. I just can't take it." Hannah looked puzzled as she took a spoonful of the concoction and tasted it. "It's actually not that bad," she remarked with a slight grimace. "Maybe it's just my illness messing with my taste buds," Jack mused before downing the rest of his medicine in one go.

Damien noticed, raising a brow with a teasing smile. “Can you say that…” Lia replied lightly, still smiling as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “The usual?” Damien nodded. “Did you listen to the playlist I sent you?” he asked. “Yeah… I love it,” Lia said, unable to hide the genuine excitement in her voice before she quickly went to fetch his chocolate-filled croissant and vanilla latte. The warmth from the oven fogged up the glass slightly, and the rich smell of chocolate followed her back to the table minutes later.

"Do you think Leo will come?" Aria asked Samantha over the phone. "Of course his secretary told me that he would arrive in a any minute." "That's good then. By the way, how am I looking?" Aria asked while showing her herself into the video call. she was wearing a neckline cutout white blouse tucked in a taupe high waist pants. And her hairs tied in a neat bun. She did a nude make up. "Absolutely stunning." "Ok now I am hanging up because I think Leo arrived." She told with a smile.

Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock. Mother’s message was particularly relevant today, as my age now permitted me entry. Her second message was not to take unnecessary risks on the ice peaks I planned to climb, a message she knew I always ignored. The third was one I had received continually since my early childhood: “Skye, do not, under any circumstances, exercise your powers and bring attention to yourself.” I had asked why many times, only to receive the same answer. “Because I forbid it.” Or, as I grew older, “Because we have a special ability that can be dangerous and must be concealed.”

The place is like a province, there’s not much houses that blocks the wide sky and there’s no pollution from the vehicles for it only has a couple who owns here. After some time, I reached the store. I walked pass the temptations called foods and went to where the party stuffs are. I grabbed a couple bags of plastic spoons and left. I was trying so hard not to look and buy strawberry flavored gummies but I just can’t help myself. I left after paying and started my walk on the way home. I was already far from the store when I felt a drop of water on my cheeks. And before I realize it, the rain poured.