The Thousand Splendid Suns Novels & Stories

The sun rose in the pool of crimson and red, spilling light all over the land and the white clouds.From the freezing night, as lighting and thunder raged with fury as if showing the overwhelming sadness of the unconscious man lying on the soft mattress in a cold dark room, it turned to scorching day as the sun climbed towards its zenith.

I fluttered my eyes open and looked around me, there was no sign of Calyx and my head was banging really hard making it hard for me to remember what day it was. I crept out of bed and went to stand close to the window, pushing off the curtains as I tried to understand the sounds I was hearing. My eyes stared everywhere as I took in the jubilation of the pack members, some of them were gathered around the palace, having a fun time with themselves. “It's coronation day.” I mused, finding solace in staring at the wolves. The creak from the door made me turn away from the window. Moira entered the room with two other maids, and they both carried a bowl in their hands.

He stared at me, wide-eyed, and slowly, terror crept across his face. "You... it's you! How are you still alive?!" My expression turned cold. "Of course I’m alive, Calvin. Karma always catches up with those who deserve it. All the evil you've done—now you can pay for it in hell. As for me, my beautiful life is just beginning." With that, I pulled out my sunglasses and placed them on my face. I gave Calvin a disdainful smile before turning and walking away. Behind me, I could hear him pounding the walls in fury, no doubt wishing he could break through the prison walls and kill me.

She rolled over and was lulled in a deep slumber by the creaks silently singing in the deeps of the woods. Hours passed and the darkness was dispelled by the sun shyly peering from beyond the horizon, half of its circle still hidden in the mountains. Zheira stirred when the scorching sun stared at her, its yellowish rays blinding her eyes. Raising her small hands, she cupped it, giggling as its warmth cradled her pale skin. Just like Vladimir, it was shining as though minuscule diamonds were carved in it.

Hanggang sa naisipan niyang 'If i die, will my suffering end? Will Miks and Tres can get enough love as one says their goodbye first? Or one still cant get enough love and wishes for the other to come back to continue the unfinished love-hate love? _ Sa madilim na silid ay makikitang may maliwanag na ilaw na nanggagaling sa Araw ng buwan na nakapasok at nakatuon sa direksiyon sa kama Kung saan nakahiga ang binatang natatakpan na ngayon ng silaw ng Liwanag ang maamong mukha. His long curved eyelashes flutter at irritation hanggang sa Dahan Dahan niyang buksan ang kanyang mga mata. His slightly orange and yellowish eyes that resemble the sunrise calmly faced the sunlight that blocked his hand

analysis," Georgina smiled. "We didn't know this lunch was about Lindsey and Keith, you both should have just invited just them and talked to them instead of making us seat here like fools," Cynthia said, she was already the disrespectful granddaughter in-law so being nice now won't change her already know title. "You are free to leave Cynthia, no one forced you to be part of this family," Chairman Winslow said stunning Cynthia. Cynthia stared at him, she couldn't believe her ears, she wanted to snap back at him but Francis tapped her hand signalling her to remain calm. "The Soprom regional is in three weeks, make sure everything is ready before then," Chairman Winslow said now changing the

When all was done, the ground where I had struck looked charmed. The watchers were already on The Dark Mage. Binding him and he was powerless to stop them. Selena and Theodore came to my side. It is done. I might have lost the family I knew but I have been gifted with another and I will protect them, as long as I can. About The Author Phiya is a pseudonym for two sisters from Nigeria. They write books, articles and they own a website. www.thejibbyjabber.com.

"This time we finish you. For good." "Bold words from wolves who can barely stand." Thaltos's red light intensified. "Fine. You want war? I'll give you war. I'll kill every last one of you. Drain the lunar wolves. And use their power to conquer every pack in this territory. Your resistance means nothing. Your defiance means nothing. You're all just—" He went silent. His eyes widened. Behind him, at the edge of the clearing, stood an old woman. She shone with silver light so bright it hurt to look at.

I woke to sunlight streaming through massive windows and the sound of birds singing outside. For a moment, I was disoriented. This wasn’t Elena’s cabin. This wasn’t the wilderness. This was luxury: a king-sized bed with silk sheets, furniture that probably cost more than my entire life at Crescent Moon, and a bathroom with a tub big enough to swim in. Blackthorn Pack. Kade. My mate. Good morning,* my wolf said, stretching contentedly in my mind. Sleep well?

A calm voice came from above, "They're cherry blossoms." I froze and slowly lifted my head, only to meet Calvin's smiling eyes. The scent of oud wood mixed with alcohol lingered in the cool night air. This was strange. I hadn't drunk anything. Yet, I felt as if I were intoxicated. I couldn't remember how many years it had been since I last felt my heart stir like this. For adults, a flutter of the heart was rarer than diamonds. When it happened, it was like winning the lottery. An occurrence like this was pure luck.