Light And L Novels & Stories

I cradled Crystal, mesmerized by her cute face as she tugged on a strand of my hair. "And these two are my sons..." Lisa looked around. "David? Daniel?" We turned to see two identical twins, around fifteen years old, engrossed in their phones and in soccer gear. "Daniel! David! Come on over here and introduce yourselves!" Lisa called out. "Mom, we’re running late for soccer practice..." One twin complained. "Our driver isn’t here yet..." The other added. "That’s why we need our cars." The first twin said. They returned to their phones and Lisa rolled her eyes.

It was almost as if it was a time line as we walked down the hall. I saw a sword. Many different people held the sword as we walked. Sometimes it was a person outlined in black light, which was strange to see black light. It was not like the UV purple light that they called black light in the clubs. This was inky dark light. Almost like paint, but reflected as light. My physics brain couldn't wrap itself around the concept, and yet here it was right in front of me.

LUNA'S POV I looked at myself in the mirror. I was different from the usual girls you'll see in New York. I had pure black hair, a round face with big gray eyes, a small nose, and a curvy shape. I was very well endowed but even though I was body confident, I got a lot of unwanted attention. I looked at the time and realized I was late. I bolted out of the house and ran as fast as I could. I couldn't wait for the bus and my workplace was just ten minutes away.

Mea prov It was dark but it was not like the midnight, not the absence of light but more like being consumed by the darkness. It felt like I was in an empty room felled with darkness it was terrifying and scary “kaleb” I called out hoping that he would come out of no ware and bring the light and warmth with him “ kaleb , were are you?” there was a swish of cold air behind me I trued “who’s there ?” I called out “ who ever you are I don’t like being messed with I said as my hand turned in to a ball of fire.

I swiftly, icily replied, "I can handle myself, Mr. Porter. You should save your concern for yourself." A dark cloud passed through his eyes before he grabbed my arm, his grip so tight that it felt like my bones might snap. "Joanna, you can ask me for one favor–as long as it doesn't hurt Rebecca. I owe you that much." I looked down, thinking to myself, 'Yeah, you owe me big time, from a whole other life.' Right then, Rebecca strolled up, all smiles, hooking her arm through Calvin's. "Calvin, Jo, what's all the serious talk about?"

However, as I neared the staircase, a kid came barreling towards me. In that split second, I tumbled down the stairs. Agony ripped through my belly, and as I stared at the dark red liquid spreading on the floor, darkness closed in. ... Marvin stood in the sterile hospital corridor, staring at a lifeless form under a stark white sheet. He read the doctor's report, each word a leaden weight. He cursed his knowledge of the words, cursed his own feeble strength. He had clung to hope, believing time would heal.

Amelia cried out in pain, her eyes briefly losing all light. Panic set in as she screamed, "Samuel! Samuel, what's happening?! I can't see anything, I'm blind…" Without hesitation, Samuel dove into the lake and saved my mother. He tried to revive her with all he could do, but she showed no signs of life. Meanwhile, Amelia scrambled to her feet. Guided by the dim light, she zeroed in on Samuel. Her eyes were wild with fury as she hissed, "You're going to pay with your life!"

Andrew, Daniel, Alex and even Lisa is also present at the party. "When they came Mr Alex?" Lisa asked. "Sorry, miss Green, I don't know about that. Maybe they are on the way", Alex replied. Suddenly they all hear the sound of the car and immediately understood. They all went to switch off the lights to gives surprise to Emily. When Emily and Ryan get off from the car they saw all the mansion lights are off. "Ryan is there is a light cut in this area, why there is no light in the home?" Emily asked cutely.

𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴

The only things that match exactly are the two machetes in leather scabbards hanging from their waists. Lights is the oldest male Miracle, born the day after Radar. His real name is Javier. He’s a slender guy of Mexican descent, just a couple inches taller than me, with olive skin and longish black hair he keeps cut short in the front to keep it out of his yellow-gold eyes. His eyes were dark brown until his Power appeared several years ago, when they turned golden. His Power, as his nickname suggests, is light. He can create balls of light with either hand, or shoot a beam of light from his eyes. As he’s gotten older, he’s learned to control the size and the brightness of the balls and beam