Eda X Luz Novels & Stories

“It tested.” She pointed accusingly. “You tested.” “Correct.” Alessia huffed, brushing frost from her sleeves. “Fine. What’s first?” “Lux,” Kael said. “Your light is unstable.” She exclaimed. “Unstable? I lit an entire pillar yesterday!” “And your hand shook while doing it,” he replied. “Control is in the details.” He gestured. “Summon Lux.” She inhaled, focusing on her core. Lux responded immediately, a warm pulse blooming in her chest. A soft glow formed over her palm. Small, bright, gentle.

He murmured, "She's just lying there anyway, like she's already gone, not using her eyes. Might as well give them to someone who really needs them." A shadow of pity passed over the doctor's face as he said, "But… What if Ms. Yocelyn Carden wakes up one day?" "Then we'll cross that bridge when we get to it." In that instant, it hit me like a ton of bricks. Was Samuel planning to give my cornea to Amelia? Was he willing to leave me blind? I was rooted to the spot, my mind reeling, as I slowly backed away from Samuel. Watching them together, so lovey-dovey, a wave of icy dread spread through me.

It glowed a strange azure blue, like Xylia’s eyes. “What is it?” Ehlark asked, not wanting to give Xylia anything that might harm her. “It is pure light magic. It will give her something to charge the light magic within herself. It won’t take away the darkness. It will recharge the light, though.” Aarmeris told him. “I don’t think that is going to change a thing for her,” Ehlark told him, but put it in his pack. “I think she has to see that she is loved and wanted.”

"First: The Harvest belongs to the hands that pick it. No more quotas. No more 'Labor-Tax.' If you work the vines, you eat the fruit." Jax let out a sharp, appreciative bark of laughter, nodding to the Tunnel-Rats in the shadows. "Second: The Light belongs to the city," Leo continued. "The Aether-Core is no longer a luxury. It is a right. Every sector, every tunnel, every clinic gets power before the Spire gets a single spark. We are dark together, or we are bright together." Captain Kael stepped forward, his hand resting on the hilt of his sidearm. "And the third rule, Commander?"

He nodded and stared back at me, “I know how to drive, are you doubting me? Don’t you trust me?” I rolled my eyes in annoyance. What’s up with that guy? We rode the car silently, I mean, I was silent but Daya and he were talking.” Daya was seated in the front seat anyway. When we were already at the entrance of the school, I heard Daya with her annoying voice trying to act cute, “Kuya Triton, could you accompany me till my room? Because my teacher might get mad because I’m late.” I rolled my eyes to that and interrupted, “Daya, your class starts at 8:30 AM and it’s still 7:40 AM so you’re still early for class.”

Her face was cycling rapidly Isabella, Voss, a thousand strangers. < SYSTEM FAILURE. CRITICAL ERROR. PLEASE RECONNECT. > Dax walked over to her. He looked down at the pathetic, broken thing that had tried to eat his family. "You wanted the Spark?" Dax said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a Zippo lighter an old, analog relic. He flicked it open. He dropped it onto the pool of leaking coolant and hydraulic fluid spreading from the torn cables. The fire caught instantly, racing toward the throne. "Burn," Dax whispered.

The only things that match exactly are the two machetes in leather scabbards hanging from their waists. Lights is the oldest male Miracle, born the day after Radar. His real name is Javier. He’s a slender guy of Mexican descent, just a couple inches taller than me, with olive skin and longish black hair he keeps cut short in the front to keep it out of his yellow-gold eyes. His eyes were dark brown until his Power appeared several years ago, when they turned golden. His Power, as his nickname suggests, is light. He can create balls of light with either hand, or shoot a beam of light from his eyes. As he’s gotten older, he’s learned to control the size and the brightness of the balls and beam

My heart pounded in my chest. "Blast it!" Martin swore. I saw his mech step behind an upended building, taking cover. "That was a shot from a helios laser!" Just when I thought we had seen all Axion had to offer they had brought out the big guns. Like some terrible magnifying glass, the massive helios laser refracted and accelerated light particles to unfathomable speeds, pummeling its unfortunate target with a beam of burning sunlight. It was easily ten times the size of the Xiezhi's lasers. Fortunately for everyone who didn't own one, it also took a long time to recharge without exposure to direct sunlight.

Transitioning system interface to low-light mode. The fluorescent bulbs flickered as they buzzed loudly like bees before dropping in brightness. The white light turned into a yellow hue then died completely. "LUS can we see the city from the roof access?" I asked, walking toward the metal ladder. [Yes Host Eva. The roof perimeter is secure. The reinforced hatch is locked from the inside. I will monitor the camera feeds while you are above.]

A few digits in the license plate. Her jaw dropped. She pointed at the car, stunned. “That one… is it for Layson? Or Dexter?” The driver replied respectfully, “Miss, the Zeppelin is yours. That Lamborghini over there is for Dexter.” Adela nearly choked on her own spit. A Lambo?! Talk about flashy. There was no way Dexter would drive that thing. Between the two, the Maybach was clearly more his style. She imagined Dexter seeing her car and burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.