Bringer Of Light Novels & Stories

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.

Nio stood still, waiting for the attack, when several goblin archers on the barricades shouted: "Sunbringer, that's the Sunbringer." The shout spread among the crowd and while some called him by his new nickname, others shouted: "King slayer!" The shamans at the barricades hesitated. That hesitation gave Shieena just enough time to yell: “I am bringing home your brothers and sisters, all of them former prisoners from Canestor. I bring with me the Sunbringer, killer of the dwarf king. You will not use force against us. If you do, he will destroy you with his terrible black magic. He will rain terror and death upon you!”

Or at least in most stories, each of them is considered rather evil creatures, children of Darkness. But there are stories where even messengers of Light, beings who should deal better with temptation than we, weak humans, sometimes succumb to the power of the Darkness. There are also times when the children of the Darkness discover such feelings as love, which in turn draws them to the Light. Many times the being from Light connects with the one from Darkness, creating a beautiful, but always very sad and desperate love story - because in most cases neither Light nor Darkness want their representatives to mix with each other.

The darkness hunter left right after giving me this ring and I have this dream again but this blue green light was more alive this time. "The era of the new hero has risen within the zodiac sign, you did the one thing that the fallen in the past didn't do and it will change the bond with the darkness hunter now. You and the many before you, will be the only one who will forget and listen to the darkness hunter for their action beside looking at the thing they did. This will be a big part in the war and let's just hope that it will do good later on." this light woke me up from my nap and I saw food near me, with a note on it.

‎ ‎The crowd—millions strong—was silent, hanging on her words. ‎ ‎“This is what Talia and Rex gave us,” she continued. “Not victory over darkness. But the courage to live in it and choose light anyway. Every single day.” ‎ ‎She raised her hands, and light flared—not from her alone, but from every being present, every heart connected across worlds and stars. It rose into the sky, a pillar that pierced the atmosphere, visible from space, from other planets, from realms beyond. ‎

It wasn’t like when Lucien did it, though. This one was larger and angrier than Lucien’s, and a tall, cloaked figure stepped out. The air vibrated with power as he lifted his head slowly before pulling his hood off and letting me see his face. “Light-Bringer,” he said through gritted teeth as he glared down at me. I narrowed my eyes as I turned to face him directly so I could protect my parents. “You should not be here!” He growled with anger, but I was too focused on trying to figure out where I knew him from.

The pack members circled the pyre, heads bowed, their collective howl a mournful, haunting melody that echoed through the forest. The priest sprinkled sacred herbs over Luna Light’s body, his words resonating with the weight of their history: “From the earth we rise, to the earth we return. May Luna Light find peace in the arms of the Moon Goddess. May her spirit watch over us, guiding us in the darkest of times.”

Brigid answered truthfully, but she looked curiously at me. “You said that she prayed for her light to reach me, but I think her light is reaching me in a completely unintentional way.” I smiled to myself. “What do you mean, child?” “I think she somehow gave her light to Orion. Think about it, Brigid. Who always pulls me out of my darkest premonitions? Orion. I don’t know how to explain it exactly, but it’s always like I’m being wrapped in light.” “Your mate rescues you in the form of his mother’s light? That sounds pretty romantic to me.” Brigid smirked at me.

Prologue When I was a child, I enjoyed listening to my mother's stories. Portraying the never-ending struggle between darkness and light. I would always look forward to her stories, which would be very entertaining. She always told me darkness represents malevolence, while light represents positivity and virtue. Her belief was that the power of light was the sole means by which darkness could be defeated. The resounding message she would consistently convey in her stories is that light will perpetually prevail over the darkness.

She started to cry again. “So you think the Lightbringer is a person?” Father asked, still unconvinced. “Or people,” Aryk answered. “Either Grayson and Abigail, or their children.” “It says the magic man returns,” Rose spoke up softly. “How do we make that happen?” “Well, Lady Rose,” Aryk explained, clearly annoyed, “that’s the thing about prophecies, they’re a bit cryptic. They aren’t called ‘instructions’ for a reason.” Both my father and Rose shot him an angry look.