A Marvelous Light Novels & Stories

It always bothered me, but I would let it go when she gave me another one to quench my curiosity for that one. A magical mesh of bright colorful lights is resplendent in the mirror, overflowing now into the air around us, fast consuming the entire basement as we’re transfixed in awe. The lights are so warm and mesmerizing, bright but not harmful to the eyes as they dance about us, eventually withdrawing into the mirror after many seconds. I exhale sharply, watching the mesh swirling behind the transparent glass screen. “That was...amazing,” I hear my mate express, awe still richly in his voice. I smile and nod, “It was simply magical.”

Born By Power : Chaos And Apocalypse CHAPTER 7 : SNEAK PEAK 2 Brilliant beams of light are seen extending from the cloud as the sun shines as bright, towards the mirror of a building, a white mansion. Turned out to be Maria's house. Light from the crepuscular rays engulfs Maria's wide room, setting her awake that instant. She closed her eyes again, turning from one corner of the bed to another in search of the comfortable spot. She gasped at the sound of a knock at her door before she sat upright and squinted her eyes, preventing further light from penetrating. "Who is that?" She asked lazily.

It was a lady, her body gleaming with an ethereal light, her eyes bursting with power. “Mariam?” Clara whispered, her voice filled with incredulity. The woman turned to face her, a faint smile on her lips. “It’s been a long time, Clara.” Before Clara could react, Mariam raised her hands, and a wave of light surged out from her, driving back the remaining shadowy figures. The obscurity drew back from the light, withdrawing into the profundity of the abyss. Marcus, Ethan, and the others observed in shocked silence as Mariam's light proceeded to thrust back the obscurity, clearing the front line. But as the shadows subsided, Clara could feel the obscurity inside of her battling back, standing u

"Where the hell are we? The air tastes like copper and decay." "The deep pocket," Marcus muttered, raising his staff with a trembling hand. A small ball of clean white light popped into existence above his head, throwing long, jerky shadows against the wet stone walls. The darkness seemed to press against the light, resisting it. "Be careful where you step. The mud here has a pull to it. It'll drag you down if you're not vigilant."

Up ahead, a bright burst of light greeted them, and only after exiting the tunnel did Maria finally press down on the breaks. Mai’s amber eyes lit up like Christmas morning at the sight that greeted them. "Wow! Maria! Julian! You guys need to see this!" Mai shouted with joy. She paid no attention to the pale bodies her hands were clutching. "M-Mai, too fast!" Maria did not appreciate the feeling of being dragged like a rag doll. From the look of it, neither did Julian. Standing shakily on their feet, Julian and Maria finally had the chance to appreciate the view of their surroundings. Expressions mirroring Mai, the three children stared in awe at the thousands of shiny crystals uprooted from

Between their own radiance and the descending ball of light, everything was lit up brighter than a cloudless summer day. I almost couldn’t look away from them, but the light they sang to was impossible to ignore. It descended upon the battle in magnificent, radiant glory. The people on the ground held their hands above their heads, shielding their eyes from the blinding light. It touched the ground and dimmed. I could make out five separate sources. The lights dimmed further, and I saw my parents glowing in flowing robes. The Valkyries all fell to their knees and bowed. The former shadow demons sang praises in a deafening chorus.

Seraphina The forest clearing at the edge of the packlands had been transformed into a sanctuary of light. Marta had kept her promise. Towering cedars were draped in thousands of glowing fairy lights, their illumination spilling over carpets of fresh moss, pine needles, and clusters of deep blue and white wildflowers. The scent of roasting venison, woodsmoke, and the sharp, clean tang of the evening rain filled the air, a perfect symphony of the wild and the city.

"SOME PEOPLE SEARCH FOR YOU IN PLACES THEY WERE NEVER MEANT TO LOOK, JUST TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE STILL IN THE WORLD." MARCO The first thing I am aware of is light. Soft. Filtered through curtains rather than coming directly through a window. The kind of light that means morning has already started but hasn't reached its loudest hour yet. The second thing is that nothing hurts the way it should.

The dull clouds scattered, and the radiant light once more washed the Luminous Peaks in its warm, embracing glow. The Light wardens accumulated around us, appreciation and alleviation sparkling in their radiant eyes. “You have reestablished the adjust of light,” one of them said, their voice filled with veritable appreciation. “You are the exemplification of unity.” Cassie’s grin was humble. “We are honored to have made a difference protect the glowing agreement of your world.” Birch’s eyes shimmered with appreciation. “Let this solidarity serve as a update of the interconnecting of all realms.”

As she spoke, Orabella handed him the Solmara and reminded him, "The staff holds the power of light. When fully activated, it'll turn you into a beam of light and let you pass through the energy barrier. Combined with your shroud and shielding armor, it shouldn't make any noise." "That powerful, huh?" "The Light Council has plenty of tricks up its sleeve. Don't get cocky and underestimate the rest of the world." "Fair point." "Just know that the beam of light will be extremely bright. It'll still draw attention." "Leave that to me. I'll handle it." Orabella sounded confident. Gideon remained half-skeptical. "Alright, then. I'm counting on you." "I hope you get that cyberbrain." She smiled my