City Light Book Novels & Stories

Amelia had cornered my mother at the lakeside. She spoke softly, "Mrs. Carden, do you know… Why I wanted to kill your daughter?" My mother's eyes bulged with fear as she turned. A thunderclap echoed in my mind. With a splash, Amelia pushed my mother into the lake. My mom struggled frantically. Alas, that place was deserted. It was the most forgotten corner of the hospital. Amelia stood by the shore, arms wrapped around herself, a glint of venom in her gaze. Her smile was wicked, each word dripping with satisfaction. "Why did your daughter have to steal the spot that was rightfully mine?

Familiar names like Phoenix, Sacramento, Moon River City, Crescent City, Boston and others appear on the headers, each page showing a detailed aerial view of the outlined cities and areas. “This is the Grand Atlas of Realities,” Araminta explains, flipping through the pages. It isn’t a thick book, but as she flips the pages new ones glow into existence as old ones vanish, making the enchanted tome seem never ending. “This book contains details of every major city, town, and territory in the world. These pages,” she flips one of the thin sheets of vellum over the top of the page named Crescent City, “show the human settlements.” As she presses the page flat, the two worlds overlap. The human

Heavy snow had fallen over the northern part of the city. Northern Capitoville, this ancient and bustling city, already carried a hint of cold before the snow arrived. The sky seemed slowly covered by an enormous gray curtain, overcast, oppressive, and silent. The trees along the streets trembled in the cold wind. Their bare branches looked particularly stark against the dim sky. Occasionally, a few withered leaves were swept up by the wind, spinning weakly in the air before slowly falling back down. The moment Cora stepped out of the airport, the cold northern wind gave her goosebumps. Fortunately, only the short walk from the plane exposed her to the wind and snow.

I tossed it and the Trenland plane ticket Lucas had booked for me into the trash. Without looking back, I walked toward the security gate for my flight to Mordeva.

he said, his voice so flat I could not read him. "Yeah," I muttered, not even looking up as I shuffled through some papers that did not matter anymore. He took a step closer, and I could feel the weight of an unseen pressure bearing down on me. "Zephyr City's a real maze, with secrets as deep as the ocean. Wouldn't you rather stay in Cascade City? I'm here, at least." There was a worry in his eyes that I did not recognize. I swiftly, icily replied, "I can handle myself, Mr. Porter. You should save your concern for yourself."

You let it be what it was until you understood exactly where the light needed to go. The piece was about Tripicity from altitude, or what she imagined Tripicity from altitude looked like, those satellite images she had looked at online of cities at night, the way the streets and the buildings resolved from above into pure light, threads and clusters and the dark gaps of parks and water between them. She had never seen Tripicity from a plane. She had seen those images and she had walked these streets for years and she had decided that she knew what it looked like anyway, from the inside out, which was the only direction that mattered.

Then, out of the blue, she asked, "Colt, do you remember that book you wrote, 'Catching Light'?" Colt knew the book like the back of his hand. He nodded. "Yeah, I do. What's up?" "On the title page, it says, 'Drawn to the light, my palm scorched; I released my grip, and I became my own beacon, just like you.'" Colt was caught off-guard by her sharp memory. "Yeah, that's the quote. What about it?" Yaslyn got straight to the point. "This 'light' you're talking about is Zyra, isn't it?"

In the library, you will find everything you want to know and learn. So, right now, I am at Lumiere City, not sure which country it is since the countries merged together and became what was known as Pangea, but it's somewhere near the Philippines, I guess. According to Dr. Quazano, the nearest library here is located in South Fulgoant District. The name of the library is Quietus Athenaeum.

Chapter: 4. ***** “Welcome to SinCity." With bulging eyes they beheld for the first time the beauty of the city, it was nighttime already and lights could be seen from every angle like tiny dots of stars radiating from skyscrapers to smaller buildings and street lamps that burn beautiful colors to the many roads that lay on both sides. "Wow!" Jason breathed out. "This is so beautiful!" "I totally agree with you, my friend." Eric whistled as he drove on.

The city of Bakunawa. When he turned the page to three hundred seventy-eight chapter eleven, he saw what he was looking for. The eleventh city that once ruled the entire realm. The land that was swept away and was forgotten by some. A place where the tragic rain of meteors destroyed a powerful lineage. The city of ‘Faith’. Ten minutes reading the said book, Dye displayed a weird grin on his face. A smile that sent shivers to his own people.