Ark Light Novels & Stories

Arther smiled a little and also briefly there for a moment. "Not. The other humans wouldn't be able to find out about this whole place about. Even if they reached the heart of the forest, they would never be able to see this place. Because the witches have received orders to be able to cast a spell so that this Blake Light Pack will not be seen by anyone and also other immortal beings. Also, those mages had been doing that spell recital a long time ago. Ever since this Blake Light Pack was established.” Arther explained slowly there.

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

he nods smiling and whispers “This is going to be luxurious…” We reach the stairs that lead to the lower floors of the mansion, the place where I live is a huge mansion with about 3 visible floors, made of tempered glass, it is really luxurious, elegant and minimalist to a certain extent, I am a simple guy but with good taste, it has everything a mansion should have, swimming pool, garage, kitchen, gym, recreation areas, it is a mansion and as ironic as it seems I like the light, at least here, even though I live in a world of darkness.

It was almost as if it was a time line as we walked down the hall. I saw a sword. Many different people held the sword as we walked. Sometimes it was a person outlined in black light, which was strange to see black light. It was not like the UV purple light that they called black light in the clubs. This was inky dark light. Almost like paint, but reflected as light. My physics brain couldn't wrap itself around the concept, and yet here it was right in front of me.

I hate being in a rush We have six bathrooms , two on each floor but I swear it’s not enough I’m Mena’ by the way I just turned 18 today so it’s my birthday and I got my wolf a month ago right around the time my dreams stopped .Alpha and Beta pups get their wolves before their 18th birthday they can manifest as early as 15 but omegas have to wait until 18 and mated so Yay Me I couldn’t wait to get my wolf her name is Seaia. I love having my wolf she is magnificent all my senses are heightened now I can run faster and I have more energy than ever before I’m much stronger than I was before as well .Did I mention that she is also beautiful Light grey with a white under belly and a white streak

The artifact hummed with an unrelenting energy, its glow intensifying, illuminating the chamber in shades of electric blue and silver that threatened to drown out the dark shadows looming above. The mastermind staggered back, momentarily distracted by Amelia’s approach. Yet with a predatory grin, he brushed his hand against the artifact, a jolt of energy surging between them. “This is where it begins,” he taunted, his voice echoing through the chamber. The pulsing light enveloped him, amplifying his presence like a storm cloud ready to unleash its wrath.

As the radiance subsided, a figure materialized—a being cloaked in shimmering white, their presence both majestic and enigmatic. The figure extended a hand, their voice a melodious echo that sent shivers down our spines. "I am Lyra, the Guardian of Light," they announced, their words carrying an air of ancient wisdom. "The fate of the Silverwood rests in your hands, but you will need the power of unity to overcome the Weaver's darkness." Our eyes widened, our hearts pounding in our chests. Lyra's arrival, veiled in mystery and hope, marked a turning point in our battle against the Weaver. Their presence promised a force that could tip the scales in our favor.

“You can never defeat me.” Without giving Darkness a chance to react, he turned into his wolf, pushing Darkness back a few feet away. His wolf was huge, eyes glowing white with obsidian fur that could consume any light. He bent into a fighting position, menacing as he growled at Darkness. Darkness cracked his neck to the side, releasing his shadows so they could play.

I answer. “I am sure it is confusing for you, but what you just described to us makes sense. Angels tend to have more of a light air scent to them, even the males. Aerian is an exceedingly rare dark angel so the darker scents you are describing are because of that. If I had to guess I would say if she were truly pregnant, I would expect the lighter scents to become more dominant. However, it will depend on the child growing within her. Does your wolf have any special abilities?” Fredrik asked. “Yes, Locke can tell the difference between metals. To him each metal holds a certain scent.” I answered.

and then she laugh like crazy. We were all eating quietly when all of a sudden someone called my name, “Sid.” It was Raphael the weirdo again, “Here’s a gift for you.” I was about to get it when someone got it first. Raphael smirked then bid goodbye right away. I look at Triton and saw him frowning while trying to open the box. “What the fuck is this?” he asked and placed a purple colored towel and a card. “I hope you use this towel. I know your favorite color is violet,” Triton read what’s stated in the card.