Horimiya Light Novels & Stories

"Hybrids don't need to display power with their hands; their thoughts alone can cause impact. Now, Light, switch it back on." Light didn't move a muscle outwardly, but her focus was clear. Within seconds, swifter than a blink, the light flickered back to life, chasing the shadows back into their corners. My thoughts went spiraling like leaves caught in a gust, 'Just how powerful are they?' The demonstration had been brief but stunning. Aria and Light, as fairy-werewolf hybrids, wielded a power that was subtle yet immense, controlled by thought alone. It was a capability that set them apart, made them assets in the coming confrontation with Darkhood.

The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water. Freda lit the black candles with a whispered word, their flames burning unnaturally blue. Pru scattered a circle of salt mixed with crushed obsidian, the grains glittering like crushed stars. Rita laid out the parchment—yellowed with age, borrowed from Gogo’s private stash—and the silver dagger, its blade etched with runes. "Ready?" Freda asked. Rita nodded. Pru grinned.

As the door creaked open and a dazzling expanse of light emerged, a gentle hum filled the air. Iris took a hesitant step forward, shielding her eyes. For a moment, she felt a connection—a link tugging at her soul—as the light surrounded her. "Aiden," she said, his presence subtle but evident. Her heart tightened. The danger was as close as he was. The Light-Based Attack The warmth became unbearable as she moved farther into the light, the air getting heavier with every breath. She hesitated, her senses alert. Behind her, there was a little growl.

Harmoni, however, unsheathed her green sword and poised herself for action. Within the pit, Brantley searched with urgency. A small patch of light, about the size of a palm, began to ascend. He lunged to seize it but was propelled backward by a strong force. The light soared into the sky, and Brantley chased after it, his Half-Martial God Physique fully activated, as he reached out to capture the light.

As the first light of dawn peeked through, I saw Samuel. He was gone, turned into a ghost. His stubborn spirit had somehow tied me down too, like invisible chains I could not break. I wanted to get away, never to see him again, but I was stuck. He noticed me as well. His face, which had been ashen, suddenly lit up with an incredible glow. He blinked, tears streaming down his face. "Yocelyn!" He was so overwhelmed, moving to grab my hand.

Remember how I said it was dark as we got closer to the hospital before, well now I could barely see a foot in front of me. “YOU DARE ATTACK MY PACK!” Aerian screamed. “You are coming with us you angel slut. The boss wants your whore ass.” one of them hissed. I let out a growl but had to grab onto something when the ground lurched. I went to step forward but ran into what I can only describe as an invisible barrier. Aerian and Savannah had walled themselves with the rogues. They were working in sync to take them out. All we could do was stand there and watch as Aerian raised her hands as she absorbed all the light within her. Savannah was keeping us from getting hurt. Aerian’s arms dropped t

Yuria suddenly formed into millions of images as she dodged every shot of Dorian's Extreme Sword Aura. She moved gracefully like a butterfly in a storm. She was light and elegant. A black light suddenly appeared and aimed right for Dorian's throat like lethal poison. A sword got Dorian, who was hiding inside the Universal Sword Domain, right in the throat. Fortunately, Dorian managed to trigger the Supreme Steel Technique. His body suddenly burst with a brilliant golden light. He managed to stop the attack from Yuria, who kept appearing here and there.

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.

I'm at peace with our decision but I hate seeing my friends suffer. "Damn you, take me!" I yell to the sky. Magic bursts behind me but I don't look back. Lightning strikes again and hits Ashrac. His body is tossed high and I have hope that the Goddess has taken our offer and will save him. His dragon explodes from his human body with a burst of light that's impossible to look at. "Ahhhh, hell," screams Sarn and the magic behind me bursts again. I dare to glance back. Sierra and Sarn are the most incredibly brilliant purple dragons. "What the hell," I mutter.

"Oh, how naïve you are, Luna. The Sword of Light may grant you power, but it cannot match the depths of darkness that flow through me." Amelia tightened her grip on the sword, determination fueling her every move. "We don't need to match your darkness, Darius. We have the power of love and light on our side. And that is far stronger than any darkness." Luna nodded, her gaze never leaving Darius. "Amelia's right. Love and light can defeat even the most consuming darkness. Prepare yourself, Darius. We're coming for you." With renewed resolve, the two friends launched themselves at Darius, their movements synchronized and precise. Luna's magic crackled and danced around her, shielding her from