Written On The Sky Novels & Stories

Their scream echoed in the background. At that moment the sky slowly darkened. Many of the rebels look toward the sky in confusion. Isn’t it just noon? Why did the sky suddenly darken? That’s what they think. But What greets them in the sky is not the rain cloud or the clouds that contain the sign of a storm… No… What greeted them was the shrieking voice of millions upon millions of bat-like creatures that reverberated throughout the sky.

Sarah I pull the crank that opens the ceiling in the tower, watching as the night sky comes into startling clarity. The stars are faint overhead, shielded by a layer of thin mist that moves across the sky like wisps of smoke. The moon, however, is full and painted a pale blue. It’s stunning, and even through the haze of poison still in my system, I can feel its pull.

“Let’s do one! The three of us.” Sean hesitated, but she was already tugging them toward a vendor. They each took a lantern and a marker. Lareina crouched down thoughtfully. “Okay, we’ll each write something, but no one reads it until it’s in the sky.” Sean wrote his wish carefully, each stroke quiet and deliberate. Yvo’s writing was quicker, firmer. Lareina finished hers with a tiny heart at the bottom. They lit the lantern together, the small flame flickering before it lifted gently into the night. For a moment, they all watched as it rose, joining the others glowing softly against the deepening blue sky.

The skies over Mooncrest were a stormy canvas of dark gray, roiling with tension and streaked with crimson lightning. It was as if the heavens themselves could sense the reckoning about to unfold. The air carried the weight of anticipation—thick, pressing, and sharp enough to slice through bone. On the hill overlooking the ancestral grounds, Kael stood alone, staring toward the horizon where the Crimson Fang banners had begun to appear like bloodstains on the landscape.

The sky was vast and endless, a canvas of stars twinkling like shards of glass scattered across black velvet. Valen shifted slightly behind me, adjusting the reins as the wind changed course. “You’re awfully quiet, Red.” “I’m admiring the view,” I whispered, almost in awe. The sky seemed alive, not just with stars but with bursts of colorful light—violet and gold flashing like fleeting dreams on the horizon. Like I could reschedule my hand out and grab a handful of stars and feel them tingle in my hand. Valen leaned in closer, his chin brushing my shoulder as he followed my gaze. “The Twilight Court’s sky is different. Magic lingers here even in the atmosphere. It's why the lights appear—lik

The battle at Gulistan Palace finally paused as everyone on both sides looked up at the sky, confused and terrified by the cracks in it. “What’s going on?” Arisha asked, letting the soldier she was pummeling drop to the ground. “I’m just as clueless as you,” Ismail answered. “Could this be Aarif’s doing?” Yahya wondered. “Clan Head Aarif said nothing about this,” Badr answered. “There’s something written on the sky,” Humaira pointed at the black text on a white background that appeared between the gaps.

I took off for the wild yonder, gazing up at the Milky Way sprawled across the night sky. It was my son's dream. He was a stargazer, an astronomy buff since he was knee-high. On his birthday, he saw his first meteor shower in the wild. Tragically, that same night became his last. I was determined to make his dream come true. The divorce papers, signed by Elias, landed in my mailbox. Maybe it was guilt, but he rewrote the terms, leaving me with a lion's share of our assets. I took it all without batting an eye.

She informs Nicholas she’ll be back by sundown and continues running towards the opposite side of the garden, to the library. Instead of tending to Jean, here she was at an abandoned building, with bookshelves leaning like a fallen domino, and wallpapers burnt and one side of the library still burning. The ceiling had holes in it, and through it, Cerise can see how red the sky really was. It was as if the earth was covered with blood. Red moon. She had once recognized. She learned about it in one of her courses, proving to be more useful than she thought. “A red sky comes with a red moon, and a red moon indicates a transfer of power”

My body trembled all over. I couldn't believe there was such an unreasonable man. Owen paused, then softened. "Don't cry, babe. Do you want to see me? I can come find you right now." I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. A gust of cold wind blew over to the balcony. It swept across my face, cooling the tears that had just fallen. I felt like a complete joke. In the end, only one word came out, rough and dry. "No."