Fantasy Light Novels & Stories

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

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."

“Not that I’d brag or anything.” Seraphine raised an eyebrow. “Right. Subtle.” Mina rolled her eyes. “Dragon boys and Djinn. Always dramatic.” Finally, Lyra spoke, her voice lower, carrying an almost silky quality. “Castle Tenebrae, castle of the Dreamwalkers, incubi, illusionists. I’m Phantasm. We bend dreams and emotions into shape, weaving illusions so real they can make you laugh, cry, or break.” Her gaze lingered on Seraphine, steady, knowing. “People say Phantasms blur the line between reality and desire. That’s why they fear us.”

Just because he looked happy about his child with someone else didn’t mean he would cast her aside. ‘You’re better than this,’ her mind whispered. “We need to figure out what happened to you,” Arah said, breaking the moment. Though she couldn’t help but feel it was only fair, since Lexi had interrupted her time with Gildeon earlier. “If you didn’t do this yourself… could it have been the Light Faes?” The Light Faes were beings from another dimension. She could easily believe their magic could bypass any defensive wards or spells the witches were using on Earthland.

The stakes were high, but I was resolute in my commitment to our mission and to West's emotional well-being. Light's words hung in the air, a challenge to my claimed status as a warrior. "If truly you're a warrior, then I doubt you'll remain that way for long," she said, her voice laced with an air of certainty. Both her father, Lucan, and West turned their attention to us, their interest piqued. I was certain that Light couldn't detect West's scent on me, thanks to my ability to conceal my scent – a benefit of being half-fairy.

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

The light started fading, turning weaker and weaker. I couldn’t resist looking towards the spot where it had just shone so brightly it almost made me blind. But instead of the light, there was a shadow, a presence. A man. He was tall, so unbearably tall. Falling over his broad shoulders was a beautiful, thick, orange hair. Even in the darkness, the different shades made it look vibrant, like light was actually shining from it. He was wearing a white tunic, which stretched across his broad shoulders and protruding pecs, before it fell loosely around his middle, being tucked into his brown leather pants.

I can even feel Light's desire to devour these ugly creatures. Light and I are connected, and we understand each other's feelings. Light looked at me with pleading eyes and her body trembled with excitement. I grinned helplessly. With that adorable look she's giving me, how can I resist? These phantoms are in for a surprise today. "Can I?" Light asked expectantly. "Wait for a moment. Someone is coming. You can go wild later." I whispered while on alert. "Okay!" Light grinned joyfully and looked at the phantoms greedily. She couldn't even hide her excitement. This little cat!

“Anything more than a fraction of a second and we may not be strong enough to protect your spirit.” Leticia, Delilah, and Lady Camille take each other’s hands and make a circle around me. They close their eyes and raise their joined hands. Their energy combined with Lex’s fills me with light and warmth and love. It feels like it’s practically lifting me off the ground. “Now Kas! Do it now!” Lex howls with excitement. I close my eyes and focus. When I open them, the light surrounding me is blinding. I reach my finger out and let it lightly brush against the cover of the book. The slight graze of contact allows dark magic to flood my spirit, balancing out the light.