Light Novels Series Novels & Stories

I use those images because they fit to my own description and actions. Soooooooo with all excitements, buckle your seatbelt, and dive into Medusa's own very world........🤪 Welcome to the first book of BROKEN SERIES....😫 I love all of you guys😘 Xoxoxo Medusa💙🖤

My forehead suddenly creased because it became familiar. "The Luna Princess can create scenarios in her mind to escape reality and that's where the Vampire Prince saw her but didn't even dare to introduce himself as her past lover in her past life because he's afraid that what if the woman that he loves will disappear again just like in her past life? He can't bear that so he's now okay for now to talk to her in her imagination and waited for the right time how to lift the curse," he said and nodded his head. I don't know what to feel now. I should be happy with the story, right? But why do I feel like the story he's talking about seems connected to me or I'm just assuming something?

Our lives are in danger, and maybe, just maybe, that will make him do something miraculous. ‘You got to do something!’ I cry. ‘We are dying!’ Liam’s face twists with pain - he knows I’m right, and suddenly, without warning, one of the ghouls attacks us. It bites Liam’s wings while another screeches and goes for my tail, digging it’s nail into it. I whimper in pain, but there is absolutely nothing I can do. ‘Aurora!’ Liam screams through the mind-link before his eyes start to glow in a bright blue color.

Those who had been eager to fight earlier now had no courage left to fight Xiao Meiyin's group. As they retreated, Xiao Meiyin, who was floating in the sky, played music, and at that moment, thousands of lights like needles floated in the blood-filled night sky. With a wave of her hand, the thousands of lights flew towards the group fleeing the battlefield. The lights were like rain falling to the earth; wherever they hid, they would still be hit by the raindrops. And the difference with these falling lights was that they did not destroy their bodies or wet their clothes. They instantly eliminated all their souls without the pain of losing their lives normally. Those below the immortal realm

He lunged. Sergio didn’t flinch. He just glanced at me. Close your eyes, he mouthed. I obeyed instantly. Darkness closed in, but the sounds were enough, the thuds, grunts, wet cracks of fists meeting flesh. I panicked, fearing Caleb’s bulk might overpower him, until curiosity pried my eyes open. Sergio straddled Caleb on the floor, fists pounding his face mercilessly. Caleb barely breathed under the onslaught. “Sergio!” I cried, rushing forward. I grabbed at him, my tears blurring everything. “Please, stop!”

Calvin's grip on my hand vanished instantly. I did not even want to spare them a second glance, so I turned and walked away. I could feel the sting of Rebecca's glare on my back. Soon enough, their laughter was a mere echo behind me. … The next morning, I grabbed my bags, ready to hit the road. However, the moment I stepped outside, the world went pitch black, and I was out cold. When I came to, I was tied to a chair.

Lucas and Sebastian followed him towards their cabins for their stay on the other side of the pack grounds. “So, Lucas.”, Sebastian began, his voice low. “About those sexual adventures you mentioned earlier…” Lucas raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “What about them?”, he asked, his tone teasing. Sebastian’s lips curved into a wicked grin. “Care to share some more details?”, he asked, his voice laced with amusement. “I’m rather curious to hear about your experiences.” As they walked, Lucas regaled Sebastian with tales of his sexual escapades, his voice low and seductive as he described the pleasures he had experienced. Sebastian listened intently; his curi

As the first light of dawn peeked through, I saw Samuel. He was gone, turned into a ghost. His stubborn spirit had somehow tied me down too, like invisible chains I could not break. I wanted to get away, never to see him again, but I was stuck. He noticed me as well. His face, which had been ashen, suddenly lit up with an incredible glow. He blinked, tears streaming down his face. "Yocelyn!" He was so overwhelmed, moving to grab my hand.

Thirty thousand tiny renditions of my name, woven into the future we’d dreamed of watching sunsets in Valmont. Now, the love that had once burned so fiercely had been shelved away, and the promises he’d made lay broken. I lifted the canvas from the wrecked frame. Then, methodically, I tore it—48 times—until nothing remained but confetti-sized fragments. And one by one, I let them fall into the trash.

There was this uneasiness in my heart and a burn in my wound. “Erin White?” the receptionist calls my name. I got up from my place and went inside the office. As I open the door, a mixed fragrance of jasmine and woods strike my nostrils. It lightens my mood and anxiety. My gaze meets with a pair of angelic blue orbs that are shining like sun rays in water. “Hello, Erin! I am Light. How are you? Please take a seat.” he gestures to me to sit. “I am physically fine but mentally, a total mess.” I smiled slightly at him.