Harry Potter Luminous Novels & Stories

My mates moved closer, their presence strengthening me as Diamond poured more power through our connection. Suddenly, Lucious's eyes flew open, but they weren't his normal blue-grey. Instead, they blazed with a golden light so bright it almost hurt to look at them. "Goddess above," I breathed as Lucious's eyes blazed with golden light, exactly as Lily had described. "It's happening!" The mark on his chest began to transform before my eyes, the dark patterns shifting and rearranging. What had once been a spiral of shadow magic was reconfiguring into something else entirely, a sunburst pattern radiating outward from his heart.

I cried, watching Agatha smile gently as she raised her hands forward and chanted the spell: “With this word and intention, I call the power of light, Darkness dissipates as night yields to day. Luminatis Caeli, Aurea Lucida, Fulgoresolvo, I conjure now, Let the Aurora Luminescence shine and banish the dark, Let brightness reign and light be our guide, Noctis Dispelli!” The luminosity spell created a bright and warm light that bathed the area, making it impossible for any darkness to persist. As the darkness dissipated, I saw distressed faces and heard cries of despair and help echoing intensely. In the distance, I heard the beast roar, indicating that it had possessed my Alpha. “Damn!” I bi

"But what Hashemii may not have realized was the significance of the festival. In Luminaria, fire was a source of purification--Cleansing. Fire was certainly being lit around my chambers every other day, but it was different on the night of the festival. It was stronger. Much more overwhelming. Whatever rituals they had carried out, spread both heat and the magic through every part of the kingdom." "That night, purification took place in my chambers, rendering the Deadly Nightshade weakened. For the first time in months, I could feel my core." She released a sigh, as if reliving that part of the story. "My powers didn’t return fully, though. It came in unstable bursts, slipping through my gr

"Now hold it." By the time the class was winding down, the room was filled with the hum of magic… lights flickering, winds swirling, small flames dancing on open palms. The energy was electric, the air thick with the scent of ozone and triumph. I cast Lumen one final time, the golden light bright and steady, and felt a surge of something fierce and proud in my chest.

It was one of the few ways her magic served her directly, creating small comforts in a comfortless existence. As she ate, she gazed out through a tear in the oilcloth. The crystal spires of Noctis Lumen glowed with magical light, creating the illusion of earthbound stars against the night sky. The most prominent tower belonged to House Zoryn—their frost magic evident in the perpetual rime that coated its upper reaches, where water merged with winter's breath to create structures of impossible, deadly beauty.

It's an endless stream of merriment. This creature was elegant, the aura around him loudly spoke royalty. The love in his eyes seems to be stronger than any story I had heard of love potion's power. The waves of the tender love I felt protruding from him was stronger than my little tender heart that had never in real time experience love.

Apollo Sky’s train of thoughts snapped when a blinding light penetrated his line of vision. On cue, Maleficent flew away the moment the burning of the magical ball on her palm intensified. The moment it hit the ground, the luminance from the sphere doubled. On instinct, Maleficent and Levi took as step back. Covering their eyes with their arms, they sought the shadows to make up what was transpiring behind the wall of light. It was in this moment that Maleficent the Glutton and Levi the Envious were graced by the presence of Merlin the necromancer. “Michael the Loyal is out. He should regain consciousness right now,” said Merlin. Three pairs of eyes fixated their gazes to the dwindling light

Employing the soft robe supplied for her use, she hurriedly put it on. A tall woman in a figure-hugging backless purple gown was standing by the windows. As she turned, her waist-length torrent of curling copper hair flew around her narrow white shoulders and great green eyes with the luminosity of jewels fixed on Lara. Without any doubt, she was one of the most beautiful women Lara had ever seen. “Oh… there you are… I’m Meghan,’ she said in a superior tone, her gaze pinned to Lara with disturbing intensity. “Welcome to Ambergris Cay.”

His touch just poured this strength right into me, and I knew I would need it all for whatever was coming next. I glanced at my wrist. The Lumina Mark was glowing with this steady silver light, pulsing like it had its own heartbeat. It was warm against my skin, almost alive, but it didn't know I was planning to give it up as some kind of sacrifice. I think that made it worse somehow.