Light Lover Novels & Stories

Because now she felt like he was almost like Jake. Maybe all brothers were similar. Marvin found some Arclights and gave them to Lia and Aster. Lia had Arclights. The True Hate fans had their light stick called Arclight. It was a mushroom that had mood lighting. It could sense the nearest nightstick and form a shade that was not the same but complementary to it. It made everyone's Arclight look as if they were staring at a rainbow. Aster had an Arclight too. He just tweaked it so fast that no one understood.

On the screen, Ruby stood under the spotlight in a tailored black suit, sharp and composed. Beside her, Hayden wore a white suit, looking polished and refined. Behind them, on a massive display, was the First Light tea set. Its porcelain looked like jade, smooth and luminous, with light passing through its delicate body as if it held a piece of the morning sun within. It was breathtaking. “This piece, First Light, is the result of three years of careful work by Hayden. It represents rebirth. It represents hope.” Ruby’s voice was rich and confident. The way she looked at Hayden was filled with admiration, even affection.

A crescent and a blue lotus flower standing elegantly in a vertical posture with the flower bulb peeking above the top of the crescent. “It was a customized lighter made by some brilliant artist in the past decade and gave it to my father in honor of torching witches…” He started by explaining the history of the lighter, which in turn made my skin crawl after realizing why it was supposed to be significant. Because if I was being honest, even without an explanation, I could see the style in its artistry. The way the royal blue seemed to glow while being attached to a golden stalk, which was in turn attached to the golden crescent. It screamed loyalty so much, I didn’t think someone my status

“Indeed. International famous designer Light, the genius, is to integrate elements of traditional painting. Her work is popular all over the world and pursued by upper-class. I think Hallie’s recent design should be inspired by Light.” I laughed. “It’s a mythical existence about Light. However, anyone who imitated her will catch fire. I am quite optimistic about Hallie. I hope that Light will appreciate her one day. Hallie will be able to enter the international arena.” I wonder if Light is a man or a woman. Which country is Light from?” Miranda asked. I knew Miranda admired Light very much. She had studied every design of her and tried to find something about her. However, Light had done a

The pendant tattoo on his neck shone brightly. Come on, I thought as shook him mildly. "Zayn!" The writings looked blurry due to the tears in my eyes. The darkness will win if the light doesn't fight.' Love is the light. Hate is the darkness. What did that even mean in this case? I sobbed as I could hear Christian's screams from a mile away. His eyes were left open as he stopped breathing. "Please Zayn! Please! Please! Luna do something!" Christian screamed as Avery ate him out. Her wolf was livid, and it behaved like a wild animal. "I'm sorry!"

In order not to make it obvious that she was avoiding Victor, she ventured towards them so that they could meet each other halfway. “We should dim the lights to create an interesting ambience.” Zee said and without waiting for a response, dashed towards the wall and turned a switch, changing the lights to blue. There was a cheer from the guests and Zee beamed. The scene seemed to motivate the guests as their dance steps seemed to become more animated. “Cool, right?” Zee said to Inara. “Yeah.” Inara responded. “You’ve not danced.” Zee accused. “Why not dance with Victor? Our guests would think you’re not participating.”

Such was the tale of Luka and Light, two souls entwined by destiny and fueled by a love that burned brighter than the stars themselves. Luka stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the moonlit horizon. The silver beams of moonlight painted a melancholic glow across his features, emphasizing the weariness etched into his eyes. Memories of his love for Light flooded his mind like an unstoppable tide, carrying him back to a time when their hearts beat as one.

Elena replied casually. “Yeah, he only wanted his mate but… let’s not speak about it. Try again, Grandpa” When Lily felt intense piercing gazes of Luke and Nick on her, she turned towards Alpha Arthur for next hint. “This vampire uses a customized lighter. It is a shiny metallic color brown colored lighter having sparkly gold borders and an engraved dark purple colored rose with metallic sheen on both the sides..” Alpha Arthur wasn’t even done with the description when Elena stopped him. “Theodore Baros!”

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."

“This is my mom’s favorite soup. She always makes it for the warriors when they return from battle. It’ll help your wolf heal faster.” “Thanks,” I murmured, glancing down at the greenish-yellow contents of the plate. The sight of it made my stomach churn uneasily, a wave of reluctance washing over me. Despite that, I added, “I really appreciate everything you’ve done for me. But… I don’t even know your name.” Her gaze fell, and for a fleeting moment, I caught the shadow of guilt and pain in her eyes. When she finally looked up, her voice was barely above a whisper. “Light. My name is Light.”