LOGINShare
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 10
Last Updated:
2025-01-24 23:50:38
Latest chapter
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 116
The sun rose early morning and poured through the high windows of the Carlston house, illuminating the sitting room with golden light as Lily rested in a snug armchair, a book across her lap that she had given up reading hours before. Her thoughts strayed somewhere far kinder than the pages—memories of waves crashing on the Amalfi coast, of Vandaulf's hands twisted in hers beneath moonbeams, and the soft, motionless moments when finally time was theirs. A knock echoed down the high hall.Before the butler had a chance to open it, Lily was rising, her heart anticipating the well-known rhythm of that knock before she heard it with her ears.She pushed open the door—and there she was.Brenna James. Tall, beautiful, and fiercely poised even at her advanced age, but with a light shining in her eyes that could melt steel."Grandma!" Lily whispered, joy lighting on her face as she launched herself into Brenna's arms."My Lily," Brenna breathed, her own voice trembling as she wrapped her arm
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 115
The front gate swung open with a complaining creak, the iron stubbornly cold from the early evening wind. Helena Carlston emerged from the town car with slow deliberation, her coat buttoned tightly across her body, although it wasn't the wind she was protecting herself from—it was everything else.Her movements were calculated. Controlled. Every step over the pebbled driveway rang out a reality that she could no longer ignore: Brigs was lost. Maybe he had been for years.The grand mansion towered ahead of her, golden light streaming from the windows. From the outside, it seemed the past had never existed. That the ghosts hadn't haunted its corridors. But Helena knew otherwise.The door had opened before she had even made it to the stairs.Lily had stood there.She was barefoot, wearing a light wool sweater and silk trousers, her hair a little messy from sleep or peaceful hours spent reading. And standing next to her—Vandaulf. One arm around the small of Lily's back, the other hand pla
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 114
The news had come like a wind whisper, biting and chill: Brigs was scheming.Helena Carlston planted her feet firmly in the marble entryway of her family home, one fist locked about her cane, the other around the letter smuggled to her by a faithful servant. Ink bled somewhat where her grip tightened—a letter that told of retribution, of schemes Brigs dared to revive even from prison walls.Her heels echoed down the hallway, hard and unyielding, as she made her way to the restricted visitor cell they housed in a special wing for high-risk contacts. Guards bowed but did not venture to speak. She required no introduction. Her rage rode ahead of her like a storm.The door groaned open.And there he was—Brigs Carlston. Her son. Her failure.He stood, shackled, yet defiant. As if his prison was only temporary. As if his power was inevitable.“Mother,” he greeted smoothly, lips curling into a shadow of the charm he used to wear like a mask. “I assume you’ve heard.”Helena did not say a word
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 113
Morning crept in unobserved—golden light seeping by the curtains, stroking rumpled bedding and soft, steady breathing. The world outside awakened with the sounds of a new morning, but in their sanctuary, time stood still.Lily slowly awakened, her eyelashes feathering against Vandaulf's chest. His arm crossed over her waist, fingers still encircling where they'd bunched the night before—in fierce, protective grip. His warmth enveloped her, grounding her in the here and now. The feel of him—his skin, his scent, the thrum of his heartbeat—was the softest armor she'd ever experienced.For the first time in years, she did not awaken in terror.No screaming.No shadows.No Ina clawing her way up.Just peace.She breathed in slowly, her nose against his skin, lips tracing over his collarbone."Watching you sleep again?" Vandaulf's voice was rough, muffled by her hair. His fingers released on her hip. "Third time this week."Lily laughed against his chest. "That's because you're cuter sleepi
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 112
He touched her pussy and used his tongue to circle the outside of it, then thrust it from the rim of her pussy to her back.'Mmmmmm' she whispered as her hips rose, he knew how much she adored having her ass toyed with.His tongue played with her ass as she could feel a finger against it. 'Ahhhhh' she groaned as he slid in slowly. He had put just enough lubrication on to slide in, not so much that it went everywhere.She could feel it going deeper inside her ass as his tongue returned to her pussy and clit.The finger stroking in her ass and his tongue on her pussy was too intense, she felt the muscles in her body building up tension as she approached closer and closer.She sensed it approaching as she caught her breath briefly, the waves of pleasure had accumulated from her pussy spread filling her until 'aaaaagghhhhhhh' the sensation had reached the point of no return, her orgasm was something she'd never felt before, all that bliss letting go and heat filling her body.He felt her
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 111
He'd spent the entire afternoon preparing the room.Shower oils, rose petals, and scented candles.He wanted tonight to be all her, about making her a pampering night in every way. He'd purchased the non-burning candles, and quantities sufficient to give the rooms just enough light that one could see without overpowering.She drove into the garage, anticipating a night of him on the couch with a beer.He'd taken the day off work, he could have at least prepared dinner instead of her eating microwave dinners at work again.Getting out of the car and shutting the garage as faint odor drifted through the garage, she couldn't identify but it smelled better the car fumes she was accustomed to in the garage.The moment she opened the door she was awestruck at what she saw. A candle runway and flower petals leading her to the bedroom. She walked along the path until she arrived at the bedroom, awestruck to see candles all around, new soft sheets on the bed and the smell of the room was mild
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 110
The fire had long since fallen silent, its ashes a warm, golden glow bathing the room in amber. Beyond the windows, the world was asleep, blissfully unaware of war that brewed beneath silk and satin. The rose perfume from the reception still hung in the air, a bitter reminder to the fear that had come back like an uninvited guest.Lily sat on the edge of the bed, the wedding dress now gone, replaced by a satin robe, the white veil draped neatly on the chair like a marker for something simpler. She gazed at the fire, arms folded around herself, the quiet heavy and dense.Behind her, the faint click of the door closing resonated louder than it ought to have.She didn't move.But she knew it was him.Vandaulf.She sensed him like a change in gravity, the way he made a room fill not with his body but with his will—gently gnawing strength shrouded in painful tenderly."Hey," he murmured.She blinked at the flames, her voice low. "Hey."Vandaulf moved across the room slowly. He didn't attem
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 109
Helena's eyes flashed. "And I'll work to construct it.""So will I," Brenna went on, getting to her feet beside Lily. "You are the final beam of light for the James family. And I'll destroy the universe before I extinguish the flame."Vandaulf stood also, stepping closer across the room until he stood beside the three women who'd influenced his life more fully than blood or heritage ever could."What about the others of Carlstons?" he asked quietly. "The board? The ones they still follow Brigs in secret?Helena snorted. "Let them try. I'm not dead yet. And if they think I'm going to sit back and watch them tear apart the only decent thing our family has left, they've clearly forgotten who established the damn empire in the first place."Brenna released a low, dark, dry laugh. "We might be grandmothers, but we are not harmless."Lily smiled past the heaviness in her chest. "Perhaps the war isn't done. But at least now… we fight it together."Helena rapped her cane once on the floor. "T
WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK CHAPTER 108
The evening air cooled the heat of the sun-baked ceremony. Fireflies flashed in the garden like shooting stars, twinkling between champagne glasses and dying flower petals. People had dispersed and laughter diminished into the soft buzz of music still resonating from the big tent.Within a quieter corner of the estate—a candlelit parlor with velvet armchairs and portraits too heavy for their frames—Lily and Vandaulf rested on an old embroidered couch, fingers still intertwined like they feared letting go.The door groaned.Two women entered the room—neither in need of an introduction. They bore no fanfare, no entourage. Only presence.Brenna James, clad in rich navy, her silver hair styled into a regal twist, stood proudly upright. Her eyes, so much like Lily's, were brimming with tears, but her back was straight.Aside from her, in a fitted emerald shawl that complemented the emerald pin at her neck, Helena Carlston walked with measured poise. Her cane tapped softly on the floor, a s
You may also like
Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle
Heap Heap1.8M viewsMommy is precious, My Billionaire Daddy
Pixiepiu446.6K viewsMy Marriage Is A Contract
Marvy494.2K viewsAccidentally Married
Swiftpen123762.1K viewsThe Last Minute Bride
Miss L2.0K viewsBride Of The Lycan King
Bunmi1.2K viewsHis Brother's Bride
Vickie Jay118 viewsThe Billionaire’s Vow
Arin_writes43 views
