Light And L Novels & Stories

She called for the guards and brought them to the infirmary. Along her was the bystander from before who heard Lucas shouting at the hallways, named Light, that was also a handpicked member just like Pea Hardshell. He sat beside her and was watching how Lucas and Moon breathed while laying on their beds. Light was a slim man of average height. He wore a plain, brown vest adorned with a dark pattern of countless minuscule diamonds over his shirt, which was black in color, and switched to a pair of light brown pants, held up by a bright brown belt with a simple metal buckle, with each leg being seemingly adorned by a line of studs. He shared the ages of the Martin cousins.

Michael said. "Are you dreaming? Avonmora your daughter?" Tharollin smiled. "Let me tell you something which you don't know Birdman, light and darkness do have something in common which most people fail to understand. There is no light without darkness and same as reverse. Light is one side of the coin, and Darkness is the other." Tharollin added.

He just tweaked it so fast that no one understood. But he found that his and Lia's Arclight now were the same. They were the only two lights that had the same glow, shade, and intensity. He smiled seeing this. He was the one who had programmed them so he knew how to make the light work. Lia noticed this. "Hey, our lights are the same. This is like a miracle. How come the manufacturers produced row exact ones? Wow." "Teah, one if it should have the defective one. Anyway, it looks good."

His eyes began to hurt from the intense brightness. Seconds later, the giant trolls were all blocked by the white light that came in between them and the great armies. The light made a cut across the battlefield separating the two parties. It was almost like a huge wall now. Its height going up to a hundred meters. King Sindrion Celeste looked at his wife knowingly. The others remained shocked and confused by the magical great light. Just before any of them could recover, the wall of light started to move forward, in different directions, like a semicircle expanding.

Nine. Ten. Each new light sent a tremor through the black sea. The air became heavier. Harder to breathe. The awakened network was gone. Reality itself felt very far away. Luke reached for Lily's hand. She squeezed his tightly. "I don't want to go in." Her voice cracked. Luke nodded. "Then we won't." For a brief moment— Everything became quiet. Then the Lighthouse answered. Not with words. With memories. The darkness inside the doorway rippled.

Bright blue and red lights danced across Lylah's face, making her cringe. She waved her hands in front of her eyes, her irritation palpable. Her bare feet dangled from the stool as she sat her drink on the bar counter. "Love," she giggled, the sound laced with a hint of sarcasm. Her hands trembled slightly as she rummaged through her black purse for the lighter. But her eyes lingered on the inscription on the lighter: "Princess."

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

“When I’ve your arms around me. I know if you’re with me, nothing can trouble me.” “I love you Dara!” “I love you too Wade.” she got him out of hold and asked, “You know what they say, only a vampire can love you forever.” “Lucky you.” Wade chuckled. “Wade I’ve heard and seen in movies too that vampires burn in day light but when I see you, you’re okay in the light, how?”

The sunlight seeped in slowly through the linen curtains—warm, golden, and languid. It bathed everything in warm, forgiving hues. Lily woke up for the first time in a long time without the weight of nightmares. No jolts. No screams muffled in her throat. Just breath. Steady. Real.

"Pardon?" Light asked in surprise as he looked Lily over, wanting to see if they'd ever met. "You don't know me?" Lily asked with a creased brow and Light frowned in dissatisfaction, thinking she was a fan who was trying to get close to him by acting familiar. Despite his dissatisfaction, he smiled politely towards her. "I don't think I have ever met you ma'am," he replied and Lily scoffed before bringing her phone out to show him a picture she had snapped with Alana and Gary at the studio.