Isla Lightlark Novels & Stories

Altair stared at the map, his jaw hardening. On the map, it was clearly written: "Project Lunaris." And before anyone could say anything, Stella said in a trembling voice: "They're not just hunting us... they're planning to awaken something... something even more dangerous than Orion itself."

“Perfect,” the woman said, clapping. “You’re in the pink cloud section. Right this way!” “Pink cloud section,” Vandaulf repeated flatly. “Sounds like a cult.” Lily leaned into him. “You’re in too deep now, snack knight. Embrace the glitter.” "This one has Bluetooth," Lily said, nodding to a spaceship-looking, really modern stroller. "Bluetooth? To play for what—streaming lullabies or ordering an Uber when I freak out during diapering?"

Trent explained. “You want to know where the minerals are being transported so you can intercept them, right?” Eulalia immediately grasped his plan. “Exactly. The island is called South water Island. According to my information, the minerals have been moved to Luminara,” Trent said. South water Island, minerals, Luminara, amusement park—these words triggered something in Eulalia’s mind, causing a sharp pain in her head. She clutched her head, her brows furrowed. Deep down, she knew she had encountered these terms before, which is why they affected her so strongly.

her mind traces back "Maybe there is a truth behind it" "Noted" he nods Fafnir and Lynx came back with two trays of tea and cookies. "I really shouldn't have followed him," he said as his eyes looks at the burnt cookies and a tea with who knows what. "Please eat" as they slowly placed down the refreshments. On the other side of the world, Lala is once again back to the place she never belongs. As she passes each guard bows down. A horn has been blown, and the Majestic Queen came down from her throne just to greet her.

It was Isla. She couldn't have been more than eighteen, her face still soft with youth. And cradled in her arms was a dying male wolf. Me. There was a gaping, bloody hole in my chest, my life force draining away. "Don't die..." the Isla in the memory sobbed. "Please, don't die..." She placed her hands on my chest, and a pure, silver light poured from her palms. It was life energy. The rarest, most precious kind.

Ilona walked out of the office towards the parking lot. "Ilona!" Jason's voice was loud calling her. "Aah__ yes, Sir," she answered. Jason brought a parcel and handed it directly to the young woman. "What is this, Sir?" she asked in surprise. "Emergency Lamp, for you! Our office's newest product, it's cute and able to talk with you," he said. "Wow, thank you, sir, I'm just bothering Mr. Jason," she replied reluctantly. "Just bring it, so you don't have to worry about the dark anymore!" Jason smiled kindly, his face was quite handsome with his sharp nose.

After he went back to the bedroom, I opened Serena's social feed. The latest post popped up instantly, "Saw a new star last night. I've got a feeling that it's going to be named after me this time." Underneath the post, her friends left playful comments. "Haha! Dream on! You think you have a romantic boyfriend like Professor Thorne?" "Who is it? Sounds impressive!" She replied vaguely, "You'll see soon enough." The next day, the observatory's official social account announced that Lucas had discovered a new star, and he had named it "S".

To a sound solely, by him. At 06:06 a.m. the restaurants lights flash briefly (nearly tender). At that moment all the screens, throughout the area illuminate simultaneously. Cellphones. Notebooks. The old television mounted over the bar that Javier won’t swap out. Even the shattered tablet Marco assumed was broken. The same image on every screen. Isla. Six years old. Crown of subway tokens. Red dress. Eyes gold. Sitting on the throne. However on this occasion she isn’t, by herself.

“Just be wary if you see him. He’s in a mood.” “Oh no,” Dove said in dismay. “What happened?” Lark half shrugged. “A werewolf isn’t where she’s meant to be. He will find her and punish those responsible, but in the interim, you might want to keep Ibis and yourself out of his way.” “Thank you, Lark,” Dove replied and hurried out. Lark took the empty seat and took out her tablet device. “Honestly,” Meguitte said in annoyance. “What do you all find so intriguing about those devices?”

'Oh no. Hell hath no fury like a returning mate to your brother, and when he dared to peek over the covers, there she stood in all her fiery glory, Isabella Stalker, Luna of the Howling Warriors, and she was glaring at him in a way that made him want to run for cover. In the background, Lucy held a pup-Jesus how long was he out for? Seeing Jarvis peeking out from behind her somehow wasn't surprising-but in the time it took the alpha wolf to analyze the situation, Bella had skated across the floor to him.