Eda X Luz Novels & Stories

You know that saying that goes; I know, somehow, only when its dark enough, can you see the stars. Vividly, Alexandra was starting to get a clear view of its meaning. Just as the whole room plunged into darkness- the lights outside her office going off immediately- light from a nearby billboard shone into her open window, accompanied by the glow of the moonlight, Lucien looked like the spitting image of the Greek God Zeus. Truly alluring for a woman who was trying her mightiest to say no to temptation.

He felt a low vibration in the tree-trunk, he lay both of his hands. “Luan?!” he calls. “My Dear moonlight” he said. A string of light came out from Aelius pinky, then climb up until it reaches the treetop. In the road of darkness, Stella saw a string of light wrapped around her pinky. Then another string of light appeared from the direction of Aelius. It was as if, he is reaching out for her.

Because he is patient He is kind He does not envy He is... VIƬƬӨЯIӨ ƧƬΛПZӨᄂIӨ Past- July 22nd, 2032 Johnny, Jessie, and I all entered The Blazing Lights. The Blazing Lights is one of the biggest clubs there is on the earth. So, it was going to be more fun than all the other times we went out clubbing. The first thing I see once entering the club is the sweating bodies dancing to loud, bass-filled music. The bright, blinding, strobe lights illuminate the otherwise pitch-black club. I guess that’s why they call it The Blazing Lights.

, Jack out of curiousity he ask. "The Living -dead are afraid of light because of their eyes. Their eyes upon turning in all red, that means the Living- dead's red eyes makes them blind upon directly hit by the light in their eyes. And also, they get burnt from the sun because the tissue in their skin are already on first layer thin out. Their skin will start to be soft and that will be the reason that when it hit by the sunlight it will melt their skin down. ", DL command where explaining it through the images in front of them. Explaining it thoroughly one by one.

No way was she going to him! After driving for hours, Lara stopped the car and got out. It was dark and cold and wet, just like that other day long ago, that day she couldn’t bear to remember. She straightened slight shoulders, tightened the sash on her raincoat, and lifted her head high as she crossed the parking lot.

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.

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.

His head continued to loll to the side, making him startle every time. He decided to lie down on the seat. Closing his eyes for just a few minutes. He dozed off. The clucking of the horses running echoed. The squeaking of the wheels on the carriage squeaked away. Nighttime started to overtake the skies. Not long after it was pitch black. The drivers lit their lights and continued to take them to their destination. *** Alexandria’s Point of View Following Zion towards the carriage that she had prepared. It was standing ready for them to climb in and drive away. They jumped in and they were on the road. Alexandria looked at Zion. Waiting for her to speak. Just to say something.

Dexter led Astrid to the terrace, a gentle breeze brushed against their skin, carrying with it the faint scent of night-blooming flowers. Seated side by side, they gazed out at the panorama before them, the city lights dazzling like stars against the darkness. Above, the celestial canopy stretched out in all its glory, a mesmerizing tapestry of twinkling stars. As Astrid nestled her head against the comforting solidity of Dexter's shoulder, a question danced on her lips. "Your hair color, is it natural?" In response, Dexter let out a soft sigh before he spoke. "It's not exactly natural, nor is it artificial," he confesses, "It came to be after a near-death experience."

“Wren did say that the amount of wolfsbane in your body was lethal.” My baby almost died. Just thinking about it made me so fucking angry. I was ready to tear the world apart. “That’s weird.” Emma mumbled. “Not for you.” Drake smiled. “You are the True Luna. You can do what most wolves can’t.” Emma looked up at him and gave him a small smile. Jealousy burned inside of me. She shouldn’t be smiling at him. But what pissed me off even more was the way he was looking at her.