Hikari Light Novel Novels & Stories

The flame started to illuminate the paper. Aiko is always fascinated with anything luminous, especially the ones that stand out in the dark. She carefully placed her lantern down to make it float in the water. “She was the one who pursued me.” She heard Goo continued. He was almost out of breath as he was talking while blowing into his cupped hands. Aiko smirked at the guy next to her then watched her lantern move towards the others. The lanterns floating in the water is beautiful beyond words. She put her hands together and bowed. “May our wishes be granted.”

There was this uneasiness in my heart and a burn in my wound. “Erin White?” the receptionist calls my name. I got up from my place and went inside the office. As I open the door, a mixed fragrance of jasmine and woods strike my nostrils. It lightens my mood and anxiety. My gaze meets with a pair of angelic blue orbs that are shining like sun rays in water. “Hello, Erin! I am Light. How are you? Please take a seat.” he gestures to me to sit. “I am physically fine but mentally, a total mess.” I smiled slightly at him.

By oppression and judgment he was taken away, and as for his generation, who considered that he was cut off out of the land of the living, stricken for the transgression of my people? - Isaiah 53:8 * * * * The Starlight’s Hall bar in Kabukicho is one that is regularly frequented by Hati members, though this fact was unknown to all but the owner of the bar, Mizuki Itou, a young man in his mid-twenties who had dropped out of college after failing his examinations. And because the bar was located in underground Shinjuku, Mizuki hears a lot of news and gossip going in and out of his bar, and the man also happens to be one of Yuri Kirisawa’s informants and friends.

I swallowed hard and do as stated; a bit shy that Kuya David caught me staring at Triton… “I still couldn’t get used in the world of these normal people; it is way different from our world. The way of living is different, unlike from the countrymen of Hanyang.” Minseo kept his gaze on the sky. In their world, the sky looks so mesmerizing but in this realm, their sky looks awful. At night time, there are no visible stars that could be seen, but in Hanyang, the stars are skinning so bright up the sky. He wonders what they could have been doing there. Was there any celebration now that the headache of the palace is gone? How’s Jun, the Queen, and his play dolls there?

But I’m done playing. She pictured it vividly: draining their accounts, leaking their secrets, watching them tear each other apart while she vanished to some island with sun and silence and no man’s hands on her ever again. Soon. She’d rip them both apart and run. And neither would see it coming. ♠️MARLENE ♠️

"I already sent Helena's drawing to the seamstress and florist." "You drew us?" Lily asked, horrified and flattered in equal proportion. "She's very fast thinking when she's on the ball," Brenna added. Helena displayed her sketchbook proudly. "I titled it Moonlight Before the Madness." "You're both insane," Vandaulf answered with a wry smile, but his eyes sparkled. Lily sighed, then laughed. "Well, I suppose we'd better practice our smiles tomorrow. Or at least be prepared to cry in public."

Eric believed her without a doubt, and the next second, he took out a lighter and tossed it onto my pile of stuff. The flames roared to life in an instant. "Yvonne has a point, if you're going to leave, then leave everything behind!" As the fire devoured each item, my heart crumbled into pieces. 'Eric, our decade of love is now just ashes,' I thought. I climbed into the car by myself, gazing at the house I had called home for so many years as it slowly disappeared from view. I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed a number. "Mr. Lloyd, I'd like to work for your company."

the journalist asked curiously. "Yes, it's called 'Tales of the Moonlit Grimoire'," Luna revealed with a smile, subtly bringing the interview to a close.

Justin POV The sun dipped low on the horizon, a golden glow casting over the calm waters surrounding my yacht. I leaned against the balcony railing, a glass of wine in my hand. Isabella lay stretched out on the outdoor sofa, her legs curled slightly, her hair spilling over the cushions in soft waves. A book rested in her hands, its cover sporting the title The Glass Castle. Occasionally, she reached for the bowl of strawberries and grapes beside her. She smiled as she read, her fingers grazing the fruit before popping one into her mouth.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h