L Light Novels & Stories

We head out my room downstairs for breakfast moms always cooks enough for everyone even though only 5 of us live here My Dad Mom and two sisters Lisa and Tria Me being the first born of course Mom loves when people drop in so she can show off her skills being that she is an amazing cook I hope my mate cooks like this I don’t mind maids but I’ll rather have love behind my meals After eating we leave for school I just got my fire red Benz so I’m driving today again instead of Josh He has a Truck we don’t live on campus at the school because we might have to shift so we show off our cars when we do come Human girls always go for cars and money So you gonna tell me what Lacy wanted I seen she st

she says petting my head. "Lilith, where are we?" I ask her instead, I still had no idea where I'm, I just woke up here. "In Light&Fire academy, it's a school for dom and submissives," she says but I knew that. "I mean where are we? What country is this?" I ask her, are we still in London? US? Europe? "It's the land of dreams," she answer me with a wink, but I just glared at her. "Lilith, I'm serious, where are we?" I ask her again.

For her I am ready to go to the end of the world and right now, if her world ends then mine ends as well. Picking up my phone, I dial Lawrence's number and he answers after the third beep. “Hello” his sleepy voice reaches my ear as I massage the space between my brows. “I am sending you an address, come over now” I tell him and I hear a little groan from the other end. “Dude, it’s fucking 1am in the morning, what… “Please Lawrence” this is the first time I am ever saying that word to him and he should know what it means.

Lewiston looked at my dark princess. “I can tell you that our Luna’s blood work from the other day looks good. She is just a bit anemic. I would suggest eating more foods that contain iron, meat would be good, and I mean red meat. Our Luna also needs to make sure she is adequately hydrated.” Dr. Lewiston explained.

He murmured, "She's just lying there anyway, like she's already gone, not using her eyes. Might as well give them to someone who really needs them." A shadow of pity passed over the doctor's face as he said, "But… What if Ms. Yocelyn Carden wakes up one day?" "Then we'll cross that bridge when we get to it." In that instant, it hit me like a ton of bricks. Was Samuel planning to give my cornea to Amelia? Was he willing to leave me blind? I was rooted to the spot, my mind reeling, as I slowly backed away from Samuel. Watching them together, so lovey-dovey, a wave of icy dread spread through me.

Lena staggered to her feet as the cold, oppressive darkness closed in. Her brightness flickered like a burning ember, its glow now feeble. Kaden and Lucan were beside her, their faces pale but determined. “What’s happening to the light?” Lucan asked, panic lacing his voice. “It’s tied to me,” Lena said softly. “And I think I’m weakening.” Kaden grabbed her arm, his touch steady. “You’re not giving up. We’ve come too far for that.”

"Mr. Lloyd, I'd like to work for your company." "I'll come ready with my full commitment, and two of Eric's key clients. Is that enough? I can bring more if needed." A deep voice answered. "What do you want in return?" "I have no home and not a single penny to my name." "Alright. Come to my place."

ALEXANDER Slowly, I parted my eyelids and was met by a blinding light. For a brief moment, the light seemed to take the shape of a wolf, but it vanished before I could get a good look at it. Chris stared at me in surprise, then sighed before saying reluctantly, “Your wolf is so powerful. Why is the bond between you two so weak?” The corner of my lips twitched, because I had no answer to that question.

Alas, no matter how gently I tried, the doll was beyond repair. It was not until the next day, when Rebecca walked by my room, that I started to snap out of it. I picked myself up off the floor. I had someone clear out the room. Silently, I moved to the desk, my eyes landing on the dusty family portrait. There they were, Rebecca and Nash. Her smile was so bright that it hurt to look at. Outside, the sky was a menacing shade of gray. I set the photo on fire with a lighter, and I watched in silence as it turned to ash.

The way Puck once stole an entire pizza off the counter while we were kissing in the hallway. After breakfast, Lila dragged us outside. She had a plan. A “10-year light ceremony,” she called it, pronouncing each word like she’d rehearsed it in front of the mirror. She’d spent the entire week collecting every spare string of fairy lights she could find—some from the attic in dusty boxes labeled “Dorm Era,” some borrowed from neighbors with promises of cookies in return, one ancient flickering strand from my mom’s house that still worked every third bulb if you jiggled the plug just right.