Free Light Novels & Stories

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.

Lawson's anger from today burst out almost completely at that moment. Judy's shoulders trembled. She lowered her head, tears filling her eyes. Her voice shook as she said, "But she doesn't even care about being a Luna! Why can't you give Samson and me a place where we can belong? She won't come back!" Lawson raised his hand, ready to slap her, and he stopped only when Samson hugged him. Lawson finally said, "She'll come back. She'll never give up. I gave you so much money, not so you could replace her. Live your own life."

Naglakad lakad muna ako sa campus at napadpad sa canteen ng Business Ad department nang matanaw kong muli ang lalaking nakita ko kahapon. He's alone. Busy siya sa pagha-highlight ng kung ano sa librong hawak niya. Kinuha ko ang lighter sa bag ko bago naglakad papalapit sa kaniya. "Is this yours?" I asked him. Umupo ako sa tapat na upuan niya. He's wearing a dark grey polo and black pants. He first looked in my hands where the lighter is then he finally looked at me. I smiled. Sinusubukang bumawi sa inis na dinulot niya sa akin kahapon.

He stretched out with positive indolence, his eyes a pure glimmer of light below the luxuriant veil of his ridiculously long lashes. “One of my PAs from the New York office… Five-foot ten, red-headed... my perfect kind of sin,” Christophe confided softly, reflectively, his eloquent mouth taking on a sensual slant. “She was as wild and hot as I was. I got laid in my coffee break…” Frozen by appalled disbelief that he could actually be confessing to such behavior, Lara was welded to the spot. Her vocal cords were strangled.

But the girl never found the item. She had been looking for a flashlight from her summer school camp last year, but it hadn't been found. Charisa opened her cell phone, there were his two calls. She took a quick breath, she had already wasted his half an hour, and surely the man would be angry at her again. Charisa finally got out of her room without continuing to look for the flashlight.

“Probably before the stretch lights. We can do our homework at your house and then I can go home.” “Sounds like a plan best friend.”

The lights got dim and soft music started to play. Dara stood at the corner and waited for Wade to come. “Want to dance?” a lad wearing a red mask on his eyes held his hands towards Dara. “No thank you!” Dara uttered, “I’m waiting for someone.” “You can dance with me for a while unless that someone comes.” Dara thought for a second and then agreed. The boy rested his hands on Dara’s waist and Dara held him from his shoulders. Dara felt uncomfortable but she still danced.

somethings that have an eerie feeling and with each of their touch, I feel it, and things like this are terrified of one thing. Light. So I reach out to my powers and slowly, light slips out of my body. Growing brighter and brighter at each pacing second. I hear her giggle behind me. “The thing I like about my nightlings is that they aren’t affected by any type of light.” “I never said that it was what I wanted.” I close my eyes tight, only for me to hear shrieks and I laugh. “Bright light hurts the eyes.”

Vic on the other hand, never think of learning any ability. < 3..! 2..! 1...! > Blassstttt!! There were about 40 people in the basketball court. Immediately all of them fell to the ground Including the four boys beating Vic. "What? What happened??" Vic asked looking at the unconscious people on the floor.

SYLVIA'S POV The night sky was a canvas of flickering lights as I stood there, taking in the beauty of it all. The warm, balmy air of Rio wrapped around me like a comforting blanket, and the sound of music and laughter filled the air. It was a perfect night, a celebration of everything we had worked so hard to achieve. The lighters—thousands of them—filled the sky, their soft glow reflecting the joy and camaraderie that had blossomed within this community.