Green Lantern Hal Novels & Stories

The silver-eyed man’s worry, as expressed by Harleen, filled me with a sense of comfort and belonging. Despite his initial coldness, I couldn’t deny the growing affection I felt for him, which is weird. It seems like the events of the past night had forged a bond between us, one that was both mysterious and profound. “I’m glad to hear that,” Harleen replied, her face beaming with a bright smile. “By the way, I want to apologize for being so loud and nosy earlier. It’s just that Harlan and I were so excited to meet you, but our grumpy cousin, Hades, wouldn’t let us!” Her initial apology was sincere, but her tone shifted slightly towards irritation as she continued speaking.

Harlan prompts. "I vow to offer my vulnerability," I say, my voice ringing clear. "And to demand your respect. I vow to share my darkness and my light. I vow to be bound with you, eternally." Harlan nods. "The rings." Lena steps forward, holding a cushion. These aren't just metal. They are smart-rings, black titanium with a vein of glowing blue light running through the center. Alex slides mine onto my finger. I slide his onto his.

Her body hadn’t stopped shaking, her skin clammy with sweat, and her breaths shallow as if she were trapped somewhere deep inside a nightmare. Then I noticed it. A soft glow began to rise from her chest, subtle at first, then brighter, warmer. My brows furrowed as the source revealed itself: the pendant she always wore. It floated, weightless, just above her skin. The light it cast was golden, pulsing like it had a heartbeat of its own. I blinked, unable to look away. Was this... magic? A relic? Something ancient? My heart pounded as questions raced through my head. Who exactly are you, Lyra?

"Don't stop, no matter what's happening to me. I will catch up. If you find Liam, tell him I will be right there." The blond no-fur next to him began to shift into his Bunny form. "I'm not saying I'm the best fighter, but I can do more like this. My name's Bright, by the way. The Hare we are facing might be using some heavy auric magic. He doesn't have a bond, so Nickel might have stolen some of the red gems or - Father of Hares watch over us - the super-powered green ones."

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you."

Strange! Anyhow, I mind-linked Alex to deliver Madam’s message, he instructed me. “Stick to Helena’s side. Your duty is to keep her safe.” As a half-breed born out of the union of a low rank lycan and a human, I could be a good guard for an omega. But not for Madam Helena, whose body was glowing like a full moon in the sky during daytime. Her stretched hands were bombarding a steady beam of milky white light on a portal shinier than sunlight. It was like she was countering that fire with white light and suddenly, she flicked her right hand which converted that beam into a water cannon.

"Remember who you were. We can find another way." The ghost rider's eyes flickered with a moment of recognition, but the dark energy that bound him was too strong. "There is no other way," he growled. "Only vengeance." --- As the battle raged on, Marietta noticed a faint glow emanating from a pendant around the ghost rider's neck. "Harley, that pendant... it must be the source of his power." Harley nodded. "We need to destroy it." With renewed determination, they fought their way closer to the ghost rider. Silas kept calling out to his father, trying to reach the man he once knew.

Leonardo and the other Golden Dragon Guards concurrently looked at each other while sweating profusely. “F*ck, this dude even has a Grand Weapon?” Leonardo swallowed hard with his eyes full of caution. “Everyone, be careful!” “Blood! Battle! Eight! Directions!” Darryl then roared out loud. They noticed Darryl clutching onto the Heavenly Halberd before rushing downward! Psh! Psh! Psh! Darryl’s speed was extremely quick! The Heavenly Halberd in his hand shot out blood-color light beams with lightning speed as bloody crackles split the air wherever the light touched!

She reached the pillar circle and began cutting bonds. The bound wolves gasped, barely conscious. She freed four—five—then spotted one still alert. “Who leads the ritual?” she demanded. The captive whispered, “The boy… Jerrin. He carries the god seed now.” --- Above, Halvek smiled as Jerrin emerged at his side. The boy no longer looked mortal. His skin shimmered with void light. His teeth had elongated, and behind his eyes swirled something vast and hungry. Halvek knelt. “Behold the god reborn.”

The light source is coming from a sparkling small golden bar I recognized as the same magical stone Father showed me when he was telling me that story about the Lycans and werewolves when I was a pup. "This is the Halo," Daniel said, drawing my attention. I was shocked to my bones seeing him say it while smiling back at me. I didn't expect this at all. Is he trying to test me or something? "And I forgot to complete one important ritual." He walked by me grabbing my hand while walking towards a technical box behind a wall no one could see if not shown. He pressed on it and a green screen almost the colour of his eyes flaps the surface and then he pulled my hand up towards the technical box.