Thousand Sunny Figure Mga Nobela at Kwento

I had known from a young age that I wasn't the Blackwood family's biological daughter. So I knew that I wasn't worthy of being compared with Claire Blackwood in any way. I had only gotten her doll dirty while cleaning the room, yet Mom punished me by locking me out in the rain all night. When Claire blinded one of my eyes with a laser pointer, however, Mom protected her instead. “Your sister didn't mean to do it. She was just playing around.” After I lost sight in my right eye, Claire showed me a triumphant smile. “Who told you to enter our lives in the first place? You deserve it.” They all said I was an outsider. So for eighteen years, no matter how hard I tried or how desperately

The gathering happened on a cold morning. Thorne, Henderson Group's highly sought-after CEO, was scheduled to make an appearance. When Thorne eventually made his big entry, fashionably late as usual, Charlene and the others had barely finished their morning coffees and had taken their seats in the conference room. Sunny, the newest member of the squad, gasped out as he stepped in, her eyes glimmering with appreciation. Until the conference really started, Sunny seemed to lose her sense of location due to her fascination with Thorne and had to jolt back to reality. She muttered, "Mr. Henderson is seriously handsome!" and nudged Charlene.

Upon waking up, Lirah’s entire body ached. She winced in pain as if her head was splitting open. “Good morning, Sunshine! It’s time to wake up!” Lirah frowned as she caught the aroma of hot coffee. She opened her eyes and saw Matias sitting by the bed. Beside him was a tray filled with food – fried eggs and bacon, bread with butter, and two cups of hot coffee. She noticed that Matias was shirtless and looked completely different from yesterday. He had a wide smile on his face, and his eyes seemed full of joy.

For them, human was fated to die, be it from plagues or wars. “Oh, my sun! My powerful sun! Please show my baby the way back home!” Even though the old lady bathed in the sun until her skin cracked, the god would never hear her. Still, as she passed by, this time, Sierra put down a bottle. “Ma’am, at least drink a water-“ “No! No!” The old lady shushed her away, “The god of sun won’t like it if I drink and eat! This is the only way for him to hear my prayers!”

This was how it worked. Kensy obeyed, her red-painted nails dragging over Deverell's skin, her body pressing just slightly closer. Luna kept clicking the shutter. “Deverell, bring your hand to her waist. Just barely touch.” He complied, but something in the movement felt a bit off. His gaze travelling, ghosting on Luna's body in a strange way. Luna swallowed, stepping back, blinking away the strange heat creeping along her spine. This was work. Just work.

Grimacing, I found my phone and turned on the flashlight, then walked over to the window. Outside, two figures stood on the balcony of Unit 601.

… Sunny arrived at Xante's place in a cab. He went up to her unit and rang the doorbell for a long time, but the door remained closed. He called her and no one picked up either. He became even more livid when the image of Xante kissing and hugging the unknown man in front of the Newmoon Group building flashed across his mind. Left with no choice, he decided to call Aaron. "Hello, Mister Sunny. To what do I owe this pleasure?" asked Aaron when he picked up the phone. Judging by the thumping loud music, he must be in a nightclub.

*l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l* "Sunny, when are you going to turn eighteen?" Sunny who was about to put food in her mouth, paused and stared at her father. "H m m. I .... t u r n e d... e i g h t e e n.... l a s t... w e e k." She slowly told her father without any emotions. Her father nodded. "It's good, it's good. Did you find your mate?" Sunny did not know what to say but she put the spoon down. He was his father and it was not that he was going to hurt her.

Sunny was starting to regret suggesting she wanted to come, her fingers haven’t stopped toying with each other since they came off the chopper, her nerves were all over the place and the number of men santo Brought along weren’t helping either, the minute the car stopped in front of a heavily guarded house, sunny felt the need to get back into the chopper and fly back to the island, but instead she took a deep breath and got off the car putting on a brave face

Sunny said to Lowe. “A what?” He was confused. “A coffee, huhu, can’t you do that?” Sunny groaned as tears welled up. “Damn. Maybe you should drink milk instead?” “No! I want coffee,” Sunny said, glaring at him. “Okay, wait, I’ll get you coffee. Drink this water first,” he handing her a glass of water. Sunny drank it immediately. After finishing the water, she also drank a glass of Bacardi. Her eyes nearly closed as she waited for Lowe to return.