Destiny 2 Into The Light Novels & Stories

PART 1: Elias and Amy Elias The true mate ceremony that I'm supposed to be a part of has almost begun by the time I make my way to the clearing. The light of the impending full moon guides me until I set eyes on the bonfire, but with every step I take, I hesitate. I know that once I step forward into the ring of firelight, there'll be no going back.

I sighed. I tried to remember the exact words. Darren just waited, letting me gather my thoughts. “So I can’t say the prophecy verbatim. Some weird magic binding prevents anyone but those who saw it or are about to speak it.” I sighed. “But the basics is that the founders of the Incubi pack, ancient spirits known as Darkness and Light, would come back. Bisnonna and Melania knew that Papa was the next host to Darkness.” I explained. “Which makes Luna Crista the next Light as she’s his mate.” Darren nodded.

"Choose, Luna! The darkness or the light. But know this: Ninety-dash bar, you reject the darkness, the war will not cease. And he will come after you." Elara advanced with quiet confidence, waving away the shadows behind her by the halo of her lustrous silver light. "If you choose the light, you will find a way to heal the world, to make for peace." Luna stood at the eye of the storm, the relic upon her chest pulsing, a Hollyke weight of her ancestors' choices dragging her down. Dark and tempting, it thrummed with power and control. Tooth-soft but fierce, the light beckoned with promises of hope furnished with freedom.

- whispered Nathaniel. - Hey, leave her alone!- suddenly there was a scream from the approaching Miguel. Nathaniel suddenly had a brilliant idea to make Nadir's return easier. He turned towards the man, spread his huge black wings and rose above the ground. - Nadir has to go back to where she belongs. To the Underworld, the land of demons.- Nathaniel added at the end, and after a while he was gone. Hearing this, Nadir cursed under breath, and Miguel looked at her questioningly.

I didn’t bother with an umbrella; it was a bit hot, but I felt lighter than I had in years. Even the darkest places eventually see the light.

With each step, she grew closer to reuniting with him, ready to face their ancient enemy and bring an end to the darkness that threatened their world. The journey was not yet over, but Scarlett would not falter. For in her heart, she carried the light that would guide them through the shadows, igniting a beacon of hope that would change their lives forever. Scarlett's heart pounded as she entered the sacred chamber of the Guardians of Light. The air buzzed with ancient energy as if the room itself held secrets beyond her wildest imagination. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the flickering torches that cast dancing shadows against the stone walls.

Two of them opened the door for him and he entered. He continued walking at a corridor and looking at his left, right and also his back, maybe nobody was behind him because where he was, was very dangerous and him too know that. He removed his bag from his shoulder as he got to another entrance. Brought out a small knife from his bag, cut his thumb and pasted it with the blood on the finger scanning in the door. A green light blinked out from the door and he removed his hand, the door opened automatically and he entered. Two guys came out as they had saw him on the camera and standing at the front of the door.

Alpha Alec Romero, the Alpha of Dark Moon Pack located at the east part of Vinizia City. He was the only one among the four Alphas in the city who still don't have a wife—a Luna. They even tease him sometimes when the three other Alpha's of the South, East and West when they're together to have a party because he is the only Alpha who has not been with a woman who will be the Luna of his territory and who will be his mate for life. Actually, Alec was not in a hurry about that, he was confident that the Moon Goddess reserved him a woman he wants to be part of his life until he died.

Lara recalled the cluster of security men converging on the helipad, blurred glimpses of an incredibly large white villa, and heat that only increased the nonstop pounding behind her temples. Jet lag had finally caught up with her. A rueful grimace slanted her face as she gingerly slid out of bed to gratefully appreciate that the ground beneath her feet was no longer rocking. It was dark outside. Locating the bedside light, Lara glanced at her watch. “8 pm… Are you kidding me?” The housekeeper, at least Lara assumed the warm, matronly woman who had come to her assistance was the housekeeper, had been a merciful savior. She had taken charge, banishing Christophe and helping Lara to bed.

Elo asked. “Yeah, misfortune I guess,” Ivy whined. “Then you are the one both Dark Dwellers and Light Dwellers seek.” He said in a calming voice. “What exactly are you?” she asked curiously. “I am a Light Dweller; Nick is also a Light Dweller.” He said relaxing. “So, you are turning eighteen soon, yes?” “Yeah, Nick said something about coming of age?” she said trying to sound like she was concerned. “When you turn eighteen, you are to go through a ritual. It will start your journey to either light or dark. You will face one year and six months on the dark side and the light side. At the age of twenty-one, your soul chose whose side you’ll be on.”