The Faded Sun Trilogy Novels & Stories

The expanse above us was a gorgeous shade of blue, and if I kept my back to the bruised streaks of violet forcing their way from the south, I could almost forget the impending doom hurtling towards us. "You okay?" Lillith asked, stopping beside me. Her almost waist length hair was down, neatly brushed and pushed back over her shoulders. "Yeah. Tired is all." Tired of running from the Sades and their Shadow Men. Tired of seeing their victories heralded in the darkening sky and the used bodies left in their wake. Tired of missing Nick, of not knowing where he was or if he was even alive anymore and tired of feeling like a pale skinned, violet eyed freak.

The surgeon told me that amputating my leg could buy me one more year, and asked whether I'd accept it. My breath caught. I hesitated a long time, and then I messaged my wife anyway. "The surgery could give me another year. Do you want me to do it?" One minute before they wheeled me into the operating room, my phone finally buzzed. A message read "Hope this helps"! And a cash transfer. The same as every message I'd sent her for three years. Ever since our wedding night, when I asked her for five hundred thousand dollars, Victoria had been certain I was exactly the gold digger her friends said I was. So when I was hospitalized saving her life, she sent money. When I begged her to come

The afternoon sun was high in the sky before Gaia attempted to roll out of bed. She had ignored Matilda’s calls and texts the entire morning. The night seemed to drag on as she cried herself to sleep, watching the sunrise. A part of her hadn’t been able to stop wondering what Bash was doing as she laid there in mourning.

Martin heard every word, and his hands were left hanging in the air, still holding Stacy's gaze but finally feeling the bone-cutting chill in her gaze. And in under five minutes, all the drones started crashing into the sea, one after the other. "Hey, what's going on? Why are the drones falling out of the sky?" They were quite far from the beach, but Martin still seemed to hear the splashes as the drones fell into the sea. It was as if everything came crashing down on his heart, leaving him breathless. That was when he felt a lightness in his hands as Stacy took the bouquet from his hands.

" Dr. Joan hesitated for a moment, before understanding dawned, and she nodded furiously. Jasmine, who was cursing Shawn out relentlessly mere minutes ago, was plunged into a pit of despair. As if she'd foreseen the miserable fate that awaited her, she collapsed, unconscious. Just then, as if realizing that justice had finally been served, Aster was finally awake.

Dawn growled softly, her golden form pacing, the sun’s light reflecting in her eyes, the packhouse’s air warm, Tess’s loyalty a flame, the battle won, the legacy a shared fire, the pack’s bonds a light in the morning light, the promise of peace a fragile hope, the north’s chill a distant storm. A faint chill stirred from the north, the air carrying a new scent—frost and shadow, a promise of the marrow god’s final gambit, the sun’s light a fragile hope, the pack’s tattoos glowing softly, their howls a celebration, the packhouse a sanctuary, the victory at the Shattered Veil a testament to their strength, the battle for their legacy poised for its final chapter, the promise of peace a fragile

In the end, she nodded and said, "Alright. We'll do as you say." The first stop on the Twilight Dance Company's tour was naturally King City. As the most famous dance company of the moment, the moment the tickets went on sale, they were completely sold out. Even Jason, who normally paid no attention to such things, received several tickets from a business partner. His assistant, Gabriel Dowd, swallowed nervously while standing beside his desk. He could not help thinking the business partner had made a grave mistake. Ever since Ivy's urn had been smashed by Felicity a year ago, Jason had gone mad. Of course, Felicity had been sent to prison by the Hough family, while some of Ivy's ashes had b

"I'm scared. I don't want you to kill anymore. Can we leave, please?" I swore to Sunny that I'd leave with him once I earned enough money. We'd go somewhere no one knows us and lead a peaceful life. Alas, that day never came. My enemies soon came knocking. Sunny lay in my arms, his body slowly turning cold. In the end, he told me, "Live well…" The day I buried Sunny, I said goodbye to my past. I thought I was able to cut off ties with Kostra and start anew as Tatiana Buzzelli.

In order to see the aurora with Alexander, I began planning a year in advance. Alexander and my adopted sister had already left me behind and gone to the destination ahead of time. When I arrived, no one answered the phone. I waited for ten hours before he finally returned my call. On the phone, Evelyn laughed excitedly, "Diana! I've already explored this entire city. Alex is so mature and charming—he planned everything in advance. I'm having such a wonderful time!" She chattered away, sharing her experiences, while Alexander occasionally play along to add details. The two of them had spent the holiday blissfully together like a pair of lovebirds. It was as if neither of them had noticed o

- he added in a reassuring tone. I nestled tightly against his torso, savoring his scent as my tears soaked into his shirt. I listened to his voice and gradually believed his every word. When we finally broke apart, all three of us spent the rest of the afternoon on that blanket. Oliver was playing with Alex and one could see how much he liked being a father, and I watched my two wonderful men, the most important in my life, and the smile wouldn't fade from my face until the evening. Then Alex and I returned home, and Oliver went hunting to the nearby forest. He came back after I put our son to sleep, so together we went to the master bedroom to rejoin our bodies in this one love ritual, whi