Warren Peace Sky High Novels & Stories

However, they gathered around before dispersing without touching my body. The sky burial practitioners were surprised by this. "The vultures aren't eating the corpse!" They exchanged looks. "Only those who have committed evil deeds are forsaken by the vultures during a sky burial." I looked at the vultures who hovered, unwilling to leave yet also not eating my corpse. A bitter smile painted my lips. It seemed Gideon had been right all along. I was an evil person who didn't even deserve to have a sky burial. The sky burial practitioners looked at my body, feeling distressed. Gideon said helplessly, "Let's collect the corpse and contact her family to pick her up. Since she's an Emperian, she c

Audrey said "Classic move sis." Josephine said "Thanks, and I think you should all know we need to prepare for war." "What are you talking about?" Maxine asked "Grandpa wants the human world for himself and we can't let that happen. Also he is making a weapon to kill me. Which would be ready in I think three weeks from now." Audrey explained. "Great here I thought it was all over." Josephine said. "I'm I still allowed in Dream high or did you all tell everyone that I'm a traitor to my country?" Audrey asked.

saying that he took the mug of his coffee and gulped from it. Aria arrived at Maxwell Mansion. She went and tightly hugged her mother. She was crying and crying. "What happened to you? Don't scare me Aria," asked Mrs.grace Maxwell. "Mom, Am I not... pretty enough?" "No honey you are so beautiful." " I got all ready for him to see him to let him see me but he didn't came, '' Aria told her mother while sobbing. "Relax Aria, relax," her mother tried to calm her but couldn't.

The sky above Jakarta didn't just leak; it collapsed. Thunder rolled across the horizon like a barrage of heavy artillery, shaking the very foundations of the mansion. For Sari, the violence of the weather was a blessing. She stood at the heavy iron servant’s door, her hand hovering over the latch. Rain lashed against the wood, the sound a deafening roar that masked the frantic thudding of her heart. "Now or never," she hissed to herself. "Move, Sari. Move!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~PAWELL POV~ After class here we are at the mall, giving flyers, leaflets for the upcoming event in our school and I was already tired. The boys and girls keep coming on me and my oh-so-called friends were just laughing at my misery. I need to escape here, Aarrgghh... it's getting crowded in here. I bend down a little and slowly walk away from the crowd, it looks like I was crawling. Geeezzz.

Then another. "3… 2… 1—Happy New Year!" Around us, people cheered and kissed. Fireworks erupted, lighting up the sky in golden blooms. Warren downed the rest of the glass like he was rushing to get this whole thing over with. I watched closely. There it was. His pupils dilated. A flicker of confusion washed over his face, then a kind of dazed calm. Like a curtain had dropped over his thoughts. Perfect. "Beautiful, isn’t it?" I whispered, leaning in, my lips brushing the shell of his ear. "The sky. This moment. Us."

The sharp shout made Klaus' outstretched hand freeze in mid-air. Everyone turned in unison toward the sound and saw a middle-aged man with an extraordinary presence quickly striding over. There was anxiety and fear in his expression, and his forehead was covered in sweat. He had clearly rushed all the way here. "M-Mr. Conway?" Lawrence paled in fright upon recognizing the man, and his legs went so weak that he almost lost his balance. This was Jeffrey Conway, the highest executive president of their aviation group!

Unfortunately, all her efforts were ultimately in vain. … A month later, the Coastal International Airshow was finally set to commence. This was the Aria-Pacific's most prestigious aviation event, bringing together the industry's leading figures. Wright Group had secured one of the largest booths, where Everett, the heir, would personally announce a new Erapan route—a move aimed at solidifying his position as successor. Clad in a striking white suit, he stood with a glass of champagne in hand. A crowd had gathered all around him. Meanwhile, Charlotte attended the event as a representative of the Federal Aviation Administration. She spoke absentmindedly with those nearby, her eyes unconscious

The jet better have good coffee, or I'm filing a formal complaint. I smiled before I'd even decided to. Zeviar appeared beside me, close but not touching, his own gaze fixed on the city below. We stood there together, the skyline holding everything at a distance for once. “This,” Sky said softly. “Right here. This is what peace feels like.” I didn't argue. For the first time in longer than I could accurately count, I just let it be exactly what it was.

Relief washed over them upon learning that someone had seen Max move Sky, but they were quickly brought back to reality by the fact that Max's whereabouts were now unknown. After hours of questioning the maids and guards about Max's whereabouts, they conceded defeat and returned to the Blue-Sky Pack to regroup and formulate a new strategy. Upon their return, Jessica and Willow welcomed them, cradling the children. Zion was touched by how Sky's children greeted him, calling him 'dada' for the first time. Overwhelmed by the fact that Sky missed this moment, he embraced the children, promising to return their mother safely home. As the children resumed playing, Zion rose and left the room, pond