Action Light Novels & Stories

"So you wanna come with me?" Oliver asked, the whole place is full of light. The lighting in here is automated. Because the outside if fully dark on where you can no longer see what is outside, the mechanism on this place where Oliver made all the vehicles he owns reside started to open its lights. That makes the place fully visible to the point that one can see how wide this place is. "It is dark outside and it is not a good thing to bring you. Who knows if you will be a naughty kid and do some things that will surely hinder all of my plans..."

How her Guardian, Elliott Sanderson, was ever going to make it through the smaller passage, she wasn’t sure, but she thought it might be fun to watch. “Moist. That’s the word that comes to mind. It smells moist in here,” he said only to her through his IAC, or Intelligence Assistance Communicator, a tiny chip each member of the LIGHTS (Lincoln International Guardian and Hunter Training Station) team had in their eye so that they could speak to each other and share other information without actually having to open their mouths. “Don’t use that word,” Cadence said, bile rising up in the back of her throat at the offense. “That’s the most disgusting word in the English language.”

I couldn't get a full breath. "Hello? Anyone? I swear to God, if this is a prank, it's not funny." Then I heard it… the snickers from the darkness. It continued, then it came from everywhere. "Let me out of here this instant!" Once I said that, the lights came on from every corner. The lights were 50,000-lumen corn bulbs. Fixed strategically in every part of the room. It was too bright, all of them. My eyes burned. I squeezed them shut and still saw red through my lids.

The next day, Nadir woke up in the early morning. The sun was breaking through the slits in the louvers, filling the entire living room with its rays. - I don't think I'll ever get used to it.- she said to herself, rubbing eyes lightly with her hand.

[Help me draft a press release for his international exhibition—let’s attract some investors! Her response was instantaneous: [OMG. Maxwell Zane? The devastatingly talented Valmont-Azura painter? He absolutely crushes Henry! You two collaborating will redefine contemporary art!]

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

His eyes were red as he walked out of the car. The ground was wet and there were puddles at every step. Algard walked through the thorny trees, the deeper he went, the denser the trees became. And from afar Algards eye caught a glips of something bright, there were lights in a distance. He knew that it was the warehouse. He fastened his pace and ran over towards it.

"Tonight marks your true beginning." Theodore's grip on Clover's arm tightens imperceptibly. He's gambled everything on this night going according to his plans, yet the Alpha's cryptic words send a chill of foreboding through him. The assembled pack parts like water as they make their way toward the ceremonial grounds. Lanterns illuminate the ancient path, casting dancing shadows across faces both friendly and hostile. Peter watches from the edge of the gathering, his formal attire immaculate, but his eyes turbulent with unspoken emotions.

Light concerns. I nodded my head in understatement but I was shivering in pain. The pain in my heart is excrutiating out but I was keeping it back. Not showing anyone how weak i am from the inside. “Are you okay? You haven't replied.” Light asks worriedly. “I am sorry, I was distracted. What were you saying?” I apologize. “I think we should try this once you clarify your doubts. I hope it will work with you?” Light suggests.

Out of nowhere, his hand cracked across my face. "Claire, remember who you're dealing with. I'm the Alpha of this pack! "You're nothing but an Omega. Without me, you're nothing!" I could not help but laugh, staring right back at him. His face was beet red, eyes burning holes into me. "Leaving me is going to hurt your wolf, you know that, right?" His kindness was always just for show. It was a good thing I was ready for that. I pulled away from him, slow but sure, and told him straight.