The Big Sky Novels & Stories

It is already very strange that none has passed by as they moved and then nearly had the accident. A loud piercing screech suddenly resounds overhead, jolting Kudaisi and informing him that his troubles are not over just yet. He looks up sharply to see the three hawks descend fast towards him. The biggest hawk is at the forefront followed by the smaller two by its sides. Their widespread wings make them seem even bigger, the one in the lead especially which seem almost as wide as the car which just left me running. “Run!” Iya Agba screams.

Nodding my head as yes , I followed her to the infirmary and the nurse started to treat my woulds, "By the way, don't do that again" Tylor said out of nowhere , "Do what?" Unable to understand her , I asked in confusion, "Don't ever speak to Xavier in that tone , you're quite lucky he has boxing practice today or else I don't know, what would that guy do to you" She said as the fear was clearly visible in her eyes , just who is this Xavier anyway? "Why? What do you mean?" " 'Xavier Bass' he's a university's 'Big Bad' and if you want to study without getting yourself in trouble than you better stay away from him"

--- Faradiso-Paradise --- There was a town in the East, named safest yet the most mysterious. Barriers of thick concrete aligning and separating the edges of ARIA and the safe zone. Hollows who knew of what’s inside the safe zone were shot, punished for not keeping their curiosity on the low. Who wouldn’t anyway? Having trained all life unwillingly and to follow the orders of those with jurisdiction. Who wouldn’t wanna know what lies in that area known to give security and comfort?

"If I am going to win against him, I need to learn from the source.” Skye told herself with a deep breath as she looked at the building in front of her. The Sturm Headquarters looked nothing like Skye had imagined. When people heard the words motorcycle club, they probably pictured a run-down garage on the edge of town with rusting bikes and men looking for trouble. Instead, the building before her was enormous.

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.

Lyle was just as happy to be out of there as I was. *** I forgot how beautiful the sky in Montana was, and when it came into view, tears filled my eyes. I was finally home, and it felt so damn good. Anaconda was the town I grew up just outside of. There were nine thousand people here, but many local ranches around the outskirts. The sight of the mountains took my breath away. The sun drifted closer to the mountains as it began to set. It would be dusk by eight o'clock. “Where are we, Mommy?” Lyle asked.

A lot. He leaned in slow, slow — until Azxel thought finally, finally Sky would stop playing. Then Sky stopped a centimeter away from his lips. Azxel’s breath stuttered. Sky whispered, “Beg.” Azxel’s eyes widened. “What?” Sky tilted his head, his eyes gleaming with pure psycho delight. Why? He was a psycho and whatever he wanted to do to Azxel, he was going to do it. “You don't want to? Then don't, I’m not interested in you anymore....”

The officers paled and broke out in cold sweat. “Let’s not discuss that any further. It’s all in the past.” Ethan interrupted Liam. “I didn’t call you here to hear you say these things. I just wanted to let you know that I’m going to Sky Peak.” “Sky Peak?” Liam was stunned. Sky Peak was Riveria’s tallest and most famous mountain, known for its towering peak and year-round snow.

They may not like me, but at least when they're near, other students can't kill me. Ahead of me, Rowan, Seyla, and Lyra, all link arms as they giggle in excitement. I slow my pace slightly to keep a distance. I don't want my sour mood to bring down theirs. I glance up at the night sky, and I gasp. I stop walking altogether as I take in the millions of stars lighting the sky. I almost forgot how beautiful the night sky is.

Just a full tank of gas, six impossible teenagers, and a year we already named ours. The sun climbs higher. The marks on our wrists flare once (bright, proud). And somewhere above the Ozarks, thunder laughs like it’s been waiting for this exact moment since the day we were born. Summer is over. The sky? The sky just got started. The Sky Court Sends an Invitation September 3, 2029 – somewhere west of Amarillo, 2:14 a.m. The sky cracked open at 2:14 a.m. and started bleeding auroras.