The Thousand Sunny Novels & Stories

“I’ll take you home.” Sunny shook her head. “Can you take me to your place instead? I don’t want to see Zayne.” That request might come back to bite her. But Sunny didn’t care what Ford thought. The alcohol dragged her consciousness deeper, pulling her into a beautiful illusion that felt painfully real. Strange sensations spread through her, building into a climax she hadn’t felt in a long time. The image of Zayne’s sweat-drenched face floated in her mind. Though blurry, she could see him above her. Passionate, turning her body into a canvas painted with countless colors.

Sheila sent a message to Sunny as soon as she got back to her desk, telling her about her promotion and raise. Sunny: "Rich lady, can you take care of me!" Sheila: "Hahaha, from now on, my money is your money. Shall we go spend some tonight?" Sunny: "Deal, I'll wait for you." Night fell. Killian looked up at the window again and realized it was already dark. Just then, his phone vibrated twice.

"Hahahaha. I'm sorry. Was that you? asking a favor from me? I thought you knew everything!" Andrew laughed at his words. Pia Drew stood there for a moment with her usual face but getting a little annoyed already. Andrew composed himself. "Okay. Sorry, it's just....it sounded like a joke. but okay what's the deal, Sunny?" "I'm paying you. I mean my dad will be paying you. Treat this as a tutorial." "Are you kidding me? how much are you gonna pay? a million?" "come on star boy, can't you give me a discount?"

In this house, she lived like a high-end housekeeper. As for me, I barely left my room except to eat. I cleaned out the storage room until it was spotless. Even though it was still packed with old furniture, the sunlight there was perfect. I often dragged a chair to the window and sat there for hours, basking in the sun, like an old man waiting for the end. Sometimes Jonathan would pass by my door. When he saw me sitting in the sunlight, he would pause for a moment, but he never said anything.

"I need to pay my yearly tuition next month, and since it's an Ivy League college it's more expensive than others. And I need to move out of my current apartment, it's too big and I can't afford a maid service anymore. So I need this done soonest. Shit! I'm in a really deep shit here." "Hey, it's okay look Lorraine. We had worse, and yours we can handle. You are really beautiful, and poised, and very well mannered. That's why I said you can buy back your horse, in no time when we first met. I've got several clients that would willingly spend a hundred grand, for one night with your company."

Third-person POV "Lena!" Emily's voice came through gritted teeth, her hands clenched into fists. "What are you doing here?!" Lena Parker had always been Emily's rival. Ever since college, Lena was always one step ahead of her—better grades, better opportunities, always winning. Emily had barely managed to wait her out until Lena went abroad. So why was she back now? Lena shot Emily a lazy glance, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Long time no see. You're looking pretty pregnant."

Sunny looked at me with those beautiful big green eyes, praying I wouldn't put her to sleep. She was grateful that hers had inherited light, almost ash hair, courtesy of her father, as well as olive green eyes with blue flecks. At two years old, Sunny was not a very talkative child. I thought she was the legacy of her father, very little talkative. Randy was not a bad customer; a little eccentric, but he left a good tip. Unfortunately, one day we were lucky that the condom broke, which caused the accident called Sunny.

After drying off, she pulled on a fresh outfit and brushed her hair into a neat ponytail. Without wasting another moment, she headed down to the first floor for breakfast. --- The dining hall buzzed with conversation and laughter. On one side sat the omegas. At the head of the other table sat her father, with her mother by his side and the other high-blood wolves she recognized. Her uncle and Harold sat beside Thalia, who was beaming. Beta Kelvin was smiling. Knox sat nearby, dressed in a black suit, his hair tied back in a sleek ponytail. The sunlight highlighted the sharp angles of his face.

“Okay” She hanged up, and I dropped the phone, but this time, resolved to no other thing but staring at the long coconut trees, the pretty beach at sight, the people milling around the roadsides, with their eyes masked with black sunglasses, and their bodies cladded in light shirts and shorts. The weather of the island was unlike the snowy weather of Europe during winter, it was sunny and breezy, and the coconut trees gave pretty shades to the long roads. “The music, please”. I said, still pretending not to notice the chauffeur’s curious eyes from the head mirror.

Coming home to a happy home with warm smile of his wife and laughter of their children to welcome him was always what he dreamed of. Thinking of the possible heart warming future, Chris slept with a small smile on his lips. Early morning, the sun’s first ray of light came through the curtains which was not drawn closed yesterday night, illuminating the room. Due to the sun’s rays, the room was painted in a gorgeous light orange hue, creating a magical atmosphere. Outside the balcony, you could hear the birds chirping happily from the garden. Chris woke up to those beautiful sounds of nature. Since it was mid autumn, the morning breeze was slightly cold, bringing a slight shiver on touching t