The Golden Scenery Of Tomorrow Novels & Stories

Treat me like a queen, and I'll treat you like a king. Treat me like a game, and I'll show you how it's played. ATHENA Tangerine gold glimmered through the glassy window, specks of yellow sunlight splashed with floating cotton balls handing in the ominous sky. The unforgiving sun at the head of the universe and far from the horizon made it clear that it was late noon. I fluttered opened my eyes and groaned as my body was squished under a heavy weight.

Judging by the moon, tomorrow night will be when it takes place, sooner then I hoped but sadly, it will happen no matter what. I let out a small huff of breath and curl up into a ball, watching the scene change through those damned silver bars. The night quickly give way to morning as time passes; the indigo sky coming alive with the hues of gold, orange, red, pink and violet as the sun claimed its glory. The Run waited for me silently to join in a few hours now and if I want to win that bet with the Alpha, then I would have to rest and save my strength. So I let the safety of sleep surround my mind as whoever drove the truck carted me to the worst event ever.

The golden morning light spilled across the porch, casting long, peaceful shadows that seemed to stretch toward the forest line. Fennigan and Leela stood in the quiet wake of the teenagers' departure, watching as Toby and Sarah’s silhouettes finally vanished into the dense thicket of pines. The sight of their intertwined hands was a poignant reminder of what was at stake—a simple, honest future that was currently being bartered in the cold, marble halls of the Capital.

A silver-gold horizon spread across the darkness above reality itself. Like dawn appearing inside night. The forgotten shapes beyond the skyline paused. The crying across the heavens quieted instantly. The creator stood slowly. Eyes wide. “Impossible…” The void looked upward in awe. The giant beyond reality lowered its head reverently. The guardian whispered: “IT IS BEAUTIFUL.” Because it was. Beyond the fractured darkness— a new space unfolded slowly across existence. Not heaven. Not another timeline. Something softer. Endless silver fields beneath warm stars. Lantern lights drifting peacefully through golden rivers.

Right there and then, I wanted nothing more than to turn around on the horse and mark him as my mate. "Look sharp, we're already home." Alexander said suddenly, startling me a bit. I pulled myself from my naughty thoughts and looked around: the grassy plains we'd been crossing was giving way to a settlement now. Houses sprang up along the dirt road we were crossing—small, homely houses with female wolves doing their washing at the back and little wolves playing at the front. Immediately Alexander's horse walked in, they all chanted: "Alpha! Alpha!" I watched as Alexander waved to his people with a smile. I looked around, catching a few stares thrown my way. Some were curious, others were pla

My fingers moved slightly, but Anthony didn’t notice. "Calum, let’s begin." I heard Anthony’s voice. "Anthony, are you sure you want to give Indya Nina's corneas? Once it's done, then Nina will be blinded for the rest of her life." My heart began to pound violently. ‘Corneas? What corneas?’ "I’m sure. Nina and I are getting married soon. I’ll take care of her from now on. But Indya is different. She’s a painter. She can’t lose her eyes. That would be no different than taking her life."

He raised his hand, instinctively reaching out to pat my head, just like he used to do to calm me down. This time, I recoiled in disgust, stepping back without a second thought. Ryan's hand froze in mid-air. His eyes flickered with confusion as if he were trying to figure something out. Then, he saw it. My eyes were cold, distant—like I was looking at a stranger. For a moment, Ryan's hand trembled, and his expression faltered. He stepped forward, trying to get closer, but I quickly shot back, "Mr. Menzie, aren't you worried about Miranda getting upset?"

"I know you misunderstood me. But what happened because of that misunderstanding—it was real." "What's done is done. You can't undo it. The scars in each person's memory don't fade." "That day in Switzerland was so cold that it finally let me let go of the past." "Zane was the one who helped me move on." "Let's just move forward. Nico, Arlo, Rhett." "We had a beautiful childhood. But from now on, I'm going the way I chose. The way I'm looking forward to." "And I hope—the Nico, Arlo, and Rhett from those childhood days—can wish me well."

With my eyes fixed on the beautiful picture of the stars twinkling like tiny diamonds on the dark blue sky, I allowed the water to flow down easily on my body, Its warmth enveloping me in a soothing embrace. "Tomorrow," I whispered to myself, the word filled with promise and opportunity as I continued, "Tomorrow is the day I'll get what I want. I won't let you Bryan slip through my fingers again. If I want you, then I will get you."