Thousand Sunny Figure Novels & Stories

Her chest rose and fell unevenly, words clearly stuck in her throat as her lips pressed tightly together. “Because Elmy asked you to stay here until our agreement ends,” Zayne replied calmly. Sunny let out an amused hiss. “Our agreement… only ends when I get pregnant.” Zayne looked at Sunny like she was a bad stage performance. His brows furrowed in distaste while a faint mocking smile tugged at his lips. “You will get pregnant.” Zayne’s statement made Sunny’s eyes widen. She stammered as she responded, “H-how… how am I supposed to get pregnant?”

Toby looked over at Beth and Sunny and said, "Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, Beth. Who is this gorgeous lady? " Beth chuckled and replied, " This is Sunny. She's from that furniture store in Ashville." Sunny blushed and said, "It's very nice to meet you!" Sunny gazed at Toby with a mix of curiosity and admiration. The rusty old truck in the driveway suddenly seemed more like a nostalgic relic than a reflection of Toby's character as he stood on the porch in ripped jeans and a fitted white t-shirt. Sunny couldn't help but notice Toby's warm smile and genuine kindness. His eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, making her feel instantly at ease in his presence.

While I’m cracking that out, sunny withdraws her palms from mine and stands up turning her back against me. “You’ve two men swooning over you dahlia. But here I am, getting constantly jinxed by different men. At first I thought I was just the one falling into the arms of the wrong men. I believed one day, I would meet the right one. But right now, I don’t even know. I think I’m the one who isn’t lovable! Nobody loves me!” And before I know it, sunny reach for the nearest object beside her and smash it. A glass cup.

Sunny beats away Peter Johnson's hand and jumps down on the snow without looking! People who come to soak in the hot spring are wearing clogs, which are without elasticity. Sunny jumps so fast that she can't stand steadily. Peter Johnson just stretches out his arm, firmly holds Sunny into his arms. "Hey! What are you doing? Let go of me." Sunny will not be grateful to Peter Johnson for his good intention of catching her! She knew this man was evil! "No! I am so cold and you are warm." Peter Johnson smiles at Sunny with a pair of peach-blossom eyes.

Apollo, the Sun God, stood on a plateau of blazing light, the heat and intensity of the sun's core muted by his divine presence. He gazed across the golden expanse, where Jolene, his radiant fiancée, played with their children. The backdrop of towering solar flares and swirling plasma clouds only highlighted her ethereal beauty. Her laughter echoed like musical chimes amid the sun's roaring energy.

Zara said in a shocked tone “SSSHHH!!!!” Sunny said with the gun on his lips. Zara eyes widen as she recognized his tone. His voice echoed in her ears, then it struck her, he was ‘HIM’ “Yes, Zara, I’m your misfortune…” Sunny said glaring at her. And a laugh so evil and cruel came out of him. “But you know what! the biggest misfortune of life, happened to me and your death will suffice it!” Sunny said with hatred in his eyes and he pulled the trigger once more.

We got out and halted our footsteps by the front of the car, admiring the setting sun and all the colors in the sky. "You ready?" I asked as I took the position, looking like I was about to run in a track event after the gun sounded. "Ready for what?" I looked up and informed him as if it were obvious, "We are going to chase the sunlight." Kiran looked back to the horizon and stared for a moment before laughing, "You aren't serious." "I told you I was going to show you how I have fun," I straightened to look at him in the eye before gesturing to the sun, "This is my fun."

“Mr. Sunner, Jackson Lombre, here at your command!” “Mr. Sunner, Johnson Jenn, here at your service.” “Mr. Sunner, Jake Gyland, is here.” Other than the affiliates, the dignitaries who wished to curry favor with Sunny came as soon as they picked up the news. “Great.” Sunny stood on the balcony and looked down at the mini army he had gathered. His eyes flashed coldly and a vicious grin appeared on his face. “I, Sunny Sunner, thank all of you for being here. When the time is up, destroy the Crestfalls and capture Andrius Moonshade!”

In my sixth year of running an inn in Rimevale, I'm diagnosed with bone cancer. I leave the inn in the hands of my fiancé, Eric Jones, and head to Varenia with nothing but an old enamel mug. Once I'm there, I start a livestream called "My Last 100 Sunsets." Every day at 7:00 pm, I turn the camera toward the snowcapped mountains and make coffee just out of frame. On my 31st livestream, a comment suddenly catches my eye. "Wait. Does that mug at the edge of the frame have a V-shaped chip in it?" Six years ago, when a blizzard left us stranded in the mountains, I kept that same mug filled with hot spiced cider for Eric all night. The chat explodes. "That's Alice Graham from Veylune Inn!"

I turn around after pushing the button. Looking out the window, I see whole sections of the academy's outer courtyard opening and tall white towers coming from the ground. A spark starts at one tower before jumping to the next and then to the next. In only a few seconds, thousands of sparks jump from tower to tower, circling the academy. A few seconds later, beams of light shoot up from the towers and meet in the sky. They all collide before quickly falling back down and covering the whole academy. "The shield is up," I say. "Yellow Sun Academy is safe."