The Faded Sun Trilogy Novels & Stories

He suddenly remembered that when he had just gotten married, he had planned to visit the Ice Islands with Gayle to make a wish under the auroras. Later, he got busy with work. Their schedule could never fit. Then, later, Gayle fell sick. The promise was pushed back indefinitely. Cyrus looked up at the sky, but his heart felt empty. He thought to himself that this was him gathering an experience. Once Gayle fully recovered, he was going to bring her here. He took a photo and snapped a shot of the aurora. He then went to our chat. The last message was still the one he sent that morning about how he was going to get her sandwiches.

Zach stumbled and collapsed to the ground, then suddenly crawled over to my feet. “Coco, I’m sorry! It’s all my fault! Hit me, yell at me, do whatever you want, just don’t leave me, okay? “I know you’re mad at me, and that’s why you even walked away from the company we built together. Tell me what you want me to do. I’ll do anything. Just give me one more chance! “I already contacted the wedding planner. We’ve redesigned everything into a grand ceremony and included all your favorites. Come back with me and we’ll get married right away. Please!”

By the seventh year of my relationship with Vanessa McBride, she inherited everything her late sister, Rebecca Holloway, had left behind, including her brother-in-law, Derek Holloway. Every time Vanessa returned from Derek's room, she would hold me close and whisper softly, "Just wait a little longer, Grant. Once I give him a child, we'll finally have our wedding." It was the only condition her family had imposed for her to inherit the McBride legacy. In the six months after returning to the capital, Vanessa went to Derek's room regularly. At first, it was once a month. Then, once every few weeks. Eventually, it became almost every other night. And after six months of being alone every

“Even if Bajul brings a hundred guards, do you seriously think your father will let you leave? You’re his favorite son. The heir to the Somanagara fortune. If somebody takes your head off, there’s no replacement sitting on a shelf somewhere.” “I’ll talk to him. And you’ll help convince him.” “There’s no way I’m gonna help you with that!” “You have to.” “Why?” “Because I’m bored.” “Tragic.” “I need something new. An adventure. Danger. A chance to dance with death.” Wisnumurti snorted. “Death usually isn’t interested in dancing.” Jaladri scowled. After lunch, they performed the noon prayer at the small mosque beside the restaurant. By the time they returned to town, the sun had already begun i

Greetings my lovely authors, This is the continuation of the book 'THE LAST ALPHA' which will be updated with the sequel 'THE LAST ALPHA : WAR OF FANGS'. I hope you will support my story just like the prequel. Thank you Zia Prologue The burnt orange sun was set below the horizon, and it’s the shadows that casted upon the town of human beings. The clustered clouds were scattered to the end of the sky, where the sun was burning with its last light. Twinkling stars which were supposed to fill the night, were scared to show up in the dusk.

Three days passed. Lydia huddled in the corner of the silver cell, her body covered in burns from the chains. From her corner, she remembered her final trump card. The pack had lost its only Luna and was at its most vulnerable. And she was the only strong she-wolf capable of fulfilling the Luna's duties. So, she put on a display of weakness for the guards. "I know the Alpha hates me now, but please, tell him one thing." "The Black Moon Pack is in decline without its Luna."

It was an extremely hot day in December.It hadn't rained in a long time.Sitting under the tree,seeking protection from the scorching sun,Dinny looked down at the once hydrated land.It had lost its usual beauty,lifeless and showing all signs of dehydration."Nothing lasts forever.Not life,not hardships,not seasons,nothing at all" Dinny said to herself,in a low voice.

Everyone believed he adored me beyond reason. Yet ever since Jennifer came back, his heart had been unsettled. Years ago, when the Kingsley family's business collapsed, Jennifer had left for abroad, seeking refuge with relatives. She lost contact with Sebastian, or so I had thought. But a year ago, Jennifer returned, and since then, Seb's affections to her had become more and more blatant. I still remember that evening a group of his friends gathered to welcome her back. By the time I arrived, they had already taken their seats. Jennifer was sitting in what had always been my seat—right beside Sebastian.

Blood soaked through his shirt, but it wasn’t his own. He collapsed to his knees in front of her, clutching her arm with a desperate strength. “They’re coming,” he gasped, his voice ragged. “The Faded Ones. They’ve awakened. It’s too late. The curse has spread too far.” Selene’s heart stopped. The Faded Ones? She had heard the legends—the ones told around campfires, whispered between the oldest of wolves. The creatures who had once been protectors, guardians of the balance, but had been twisted and corrupted by the greed of the first shifters. They were myths. Or so she had thought.

“I don't know. It was inches from me, burning its green eyes into mine and the next thing I knew...you were touching me.” He ran his hands through his hair with irritation. Pouting, I leaned my back against the bookcase with my arms pressed tightly against my chest. Out of nowhere, a book tumbled to the ground from the top shelf of the towering bookcase. Liam and I looked at each other intrigued. Bending down, I grabbed the weighted, brown book embossed with a gold triangular shape on the cover. The triangle had a latch, enclosing two lustrous-gold wedding bands; both engraved with flaming infinity patterns. Eyes widened, and Liam and I, were hypnotized by the shimmering beauty the rings hel