"In a world where everyone is born with wings, stone monsters prowl the skies, hunting those who dare to fly too high." - Book description by Jessica Khoury, the original author of the Skyborn trilogy.
I loved the whole Skyborn series, so I decided to try writing a sequel to it. All events in this fanfic take place after the end of the last book, Skyborn: Phoenix Rising.
If you have not read the series, please do not read my story. Jessica Khoury's series is wonderful, and I don't want anyone getting spoilers. The books were meant for a middle school audience, or ages 13 and up, but some parts actually do get kind of dark, so if you're sensitive to that type of stuff, be warned. My fanmade sequel will be a bit darker.
There are way too few Skyborn stories out there, and fellow fans are hard to come by. It makes me sad that people are missing out on such a great world. I just had to write my own story. And here it is!
[It's been months after the Battle of Tirelas, and the Skyborn have been settling into their new homes in the floating sky islands. However, something is lurking just beneath the surface, lying in wait for its chance to turn their new world upside down. Nox has been having strange visions, and people are disappearing one by one. Ellie watches helplessly as everything she's worked so hard to protect is threatening to vanish into the unknown.]
Main characters: Nox Hatcher and Ellie Meadows.
Other important characters: Gussie, Twig, Corion, and Zain.
I do not own the world or the characters. They belong to Jessica Khoury. This is just a fanfic I came up with.
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.