Bl Light Novels & Stories

he said as he wrapped a piece of white cloth in a bamboo. I nodded. "How can I do that?" I asked him. He did not speak, and a black object circled the centre of the stone, just in front of the bamboo he built. With his hands, he lit the white cloth, causing me to almost jerk in shock. He is outstanding.

"Come here!" She looked at him when he wrapped his arm around her waist protectively. Her stomach filled with butterflies. She tried to calm down her breathing as he led her upstairs, there was only one room with a glass roof and fireplace. Damon inspected the place. It was leaking exactly on the bed, but the floor was dry. "The washroom is there if you want to use it." He informed her. "Take off the blazer, it's wet. You will catch a cold." She nodded and went to the washroom.

Gripped by a bone-chilling fear, I instinctively cried out, "Skyler, please help me! My eye hurts!" I kept calling out to him but didn't receive a response. Within moments, I was surrounded by flames. I thought I would die then and there. Fortunately, firefighters arrived at the last moment and pulled me out of the fire. … My vision was still mostly dark when I opened my eyes again. The doctor regretfully told me the glass shard had severely damaged my right eye, so I was now blind in that eye. As for my left eye, I had already suffered substantial vision loss due to a childhood illness. Because of this, the sight in that eye was very limited.

His voice echoed, firm, unshaking. “No. This light was never yours. It’s mine. And it will be your end.” He brought the blade down. The chamber erupted in a blinding explosion of light.

“—and they already seen out spot. In just an instance, they all prepared themselves in combat. Saypher with his blade that have a hint of blue. Migo's arrows creating a luminescent red light. Kheina's Claymore with a vibrant brown… In this place that is as dark as my hair, why is it only me who look so lame?!?!?

He mutters angrily while caressing Sook-Ja's cheeks lovingly. ~ The sun rises in Busan, bathing the streets in bright light and casting shadows across the street and building. The sound of birds singing fills the air. Jung-Ho is still not feeling sleepy as he was with Sook-Ja the whole Night. But when his cell suddenly vibrates indicating a message, he slowly wakes up. He grabs his phone and opens the message. [Sir, we did our job.]

hell? There is white light all around her body and she is practically basking in it. The light is shimmering and I see it slowly spreading in the air. "Guys?! Come here, like right now." I shout and they are by me in a second. They gasp and inhale. "What the-" Vlad says. "Hell." Damien says. Damien takes a step ahead and black vines come out of nowhere and take a hold of his feet as soon as the light touches him.

I reply, though we both know the risks involved today are higher than ever. With one last look, I turn and leave, stepping into the crisp morning air where Blight is waiting, his energy practically crackling with anticipation. He’s leaning against his motorcycle, his blonde hair catching the sunlight, his gray eyes sharp and alert. He’s the embodiment of War, always itching for a fight, and today is no different. “You ready for this?” I ask as I approach him. Blight grins, a wild, reckless expression. “Born ready. Let’s corner that cunt and get some answers.”

Don't let me interfere with your work tomorrow," said Blake. Liam nodded, "Okay." After Blake left, the motion-sensor lights in the hallway automatically lit up. She returned home, sat on her balcony's rattan chair, and let the cold breeze hit her. Instantly, her mind cleared up considerably. Looking at the darkness below, it would not be long before dawn.

She allowed me to cup my hands along her high cheek bones possessively as I pulled back to answer promptly. "More than." Colorful lights illuminated our silhouettes with their dancing rays; Greens, pinks, and yellows all in neon shades. I watched Blythe's expression change to one of pointed certainty as she reached for the back of my head, stroking it absently as if in a trance. I figured out right away how much I liked the green light in particular, because it complimented her heavily lidded bedroom eyes so well when it reflected into them. Everything, and everyone else was forgotten...including the shots we planned to lap up off of one another.