The Sun Also Rises Novels & Stories

He'd been watching through the window. "Is everything alright?" He asked. "We're going the wrong way." I say. "What?" He asked. "When I was just talking to Jackson I noticed that the sun was already rising. It was rising there before it was rising here. We're going the wrong way. We thought that he was in Colorado. But the sun rises down south before it rises up north." I say. "Okay. That's something to go on. It'll stop us from wasting a lot of time. But still, there's a lot of places to cover down south." He says.

VORENUS WAITED NEAR the window of the upper story of the mansion. He watched the sun rise over the horizon, feeling warm and seeing the reflection of his skin as it glistened under the sun's rays. According to the movies, he was supposed to burst into flames and die, and he wished it was true. He was tired of life. He had seen all there was to see. Nothing could surprise him anymore.

the next day A slender woman seemed to open both eyes. She was still sleepy, so she could not think straight. The sun has risen on the eastern horizon, but its light was not as hot as in the afternoon. After a few minutes of silence, Abby's consciousness also recovered. A young lady started to squirm, then tried to change her position from lying down to sitting up.

The sun slowly peeked over the horizon, casting a warm glow upon the land, the sight was breathtaking and beautiful as the sun rose from the east. Erica stirred in her bed, her eyes fluttering open to greet the new day. With a soft smile on her face, she sat up and stretched, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her.

he said slowly, “isn’t yours alone.” He didn’t look at her, but rather at his own hands and then he pointed at the large stone window at the top edge of the stone room. The sky was no longer blue, but a shimmering bruised red, and the sun for the first time in recorded history was rising from the West.

And the kingdom had risen. I picked up my silver needle one last time and began to write. The blood moon rises. The old laws break. The children rewrite the world. The King stands. The Queen fights. The vessel survives. And the weaver falls. But the kingdom rises. And the world is reborn. I set down my needle, my hands steady. The prophecy was written. The path was complete. And I was ready. --- Riven I stood on the highest wall, watching the sun rise.

“Melano, come back. Please don't leave me, Melano.” She only smiled. She no longer answered him. Then she lifted one hand and gently moved a strand of her hair aside. From among her hair, she seemed to pull out a single ray of light and held it out to Alistair. “You see this? This comes from you. These are your rays of light, the ones that always kept me warm. Even now, the light you gave me keeps me warm. It keeps both of us warm. I am happy, Alistair.”

“And maybe, if you’re lucky, the ocean will say something back.” Despite everything we’d just heard, we followed because deep down, even the darkest truths can be carried if the sun is still willing to rise. And in Orion, the sun never stopped rising.

No more curses and no more void. The sun rose clear the next morning, burning away the last of the dark. And for the first time, I believed in forever.

VANESSA'S POV The sun rose over the merged territories of Eclipse and Moonlight, but it was a new sun. It didn't just illuminate the land; it seemed to bless it, casting a gentle, golden light that promised warmth instead of scorching heat, growth instead of survival.