Light Novels Translation Novels & Stories

“You don’t get to ask for anything.” Prince Licht nodded his head and got on his knees. He looked up at the prince, saying, “I just wanted to make things easier for us, but this will do.” “What?” Prince Lumiere asked, and hissed when Prince Licht’s mouth closed over his manhood. Prince Licht sucked his soul out of his body. Prince Lumiere grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him up to sit on him. His hands moved up under his robe and was surprised that he didn’t have pants on.

" Could you please not talk to me in this dark place? I can't see your face. It's getting creepy already. And please do something about me not seeing anything, or I will get my phone and see where you've taken me to. " "Don't worry, miss; you won't need a flashlight because... there will be light!" With these words, he snaps his fingers, and immediately the whole place is lit with beautiful colored lights. Loretta was so amazed that she didn't notice the gasp that escaped from her mouth. She looked around and saw they were in a garden with beautiful flowers, and the night sky made it even more beautiful.

“Oh geez, now I feel like an asshole for laughing.” She chuckled and replied, “You weren’t to know, she doesn’t look blind, and she can actually see people’s life energies. She explained it was like a colorful outline of a person. She was quite impressed by yours.” She gave me a cheeky wink, and I couldn’t help but blush. We heard a car beep outside. “You ready to get out of here?” Olivia asked as she stood up and held her hand out for me. “Definitely. I think I could sleep for days.”

I went to the window and looked out and took it the beautiful city of Rome. This place had an energy of its own. One I can't explain. I tried to use my magic to close the door earlier on but nothing happened. I don't know why or how but I am certain that something is blocking my magic. I don't know what it is but all that I know is that this can't be good. I don't want to tell Mason or Kathryn that I can't use my magic. I am determined to get that Grimoire and nothing is going to stop me from getting it. I looked up and saw the beautiful stars and the moon, everything looked great and once again I appreciated the beautiful wonders of this beautiful world I have grown to love so much.

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

An anime played on the screen, the exaggerated voices making it clear she was completely engrossed. I leaned against the doorway, watching her. She was barefoot, her hair loosely tied back, her cheeks flushed as she giggled at whatever ridiculous thing was happening in her show. I shook my head, smirking to myself as I finished the apple in hand. Tossing the core in the trash on my way out, I headed back to the bedroom. When I walked in, something on the bed caught my eye—a tray. Curious, I stepped closer and examined it. On the tray was a neatly arranged salad bowl, a small dish of diced fruit and a glass of water.

he revealed, blowing off a part of the compartment for Rachel to see the writings. "They are in poison language, light and darks," she mumbled, translating the words. "Of course there is you," he mumbled and went ahead to bring out a book from the shelves. "These shelves contain all you need to know about the goddess of light and the ones of doom and darkness." He explained. "In this book, you will learn how to summon the one you want," he said and as Rachel reached to take it, he dragged his hands away. "Your turn, tell me what you have in mind?"he asked. "I created a diversion for you,"she replied.

“There’s always light in the darkness, just as there is darkness in the light.” I watched as he swallowed before he reached out his hand towards me. I looked down at it, seeing this tiny little thing in it, something that shone in the lights coming from all around us. “A gift,” he answered, his voice low again. “If you would accept it.” It was a stone, a completely black stone, with a shiny surface that made it look like it contained stars.

The ink shimmered faintly, catching the last of the light. Lūmen. Meaning Light. I felt the translation more than I knew it. The word flared in my mind, sharp yet cold. And then — the pulse again. Stronger this time, coursing through the parchment and into my wrist, up my arm, until i dropped the letter on instinct. It fluttered to the desk, landing softly. The air around me seemed to dim for a heartbeat. The shadows along the wall stretched — barely perceptible, but enough to make my breath hitch.

But she looked so frail to have even withstood anything. Images of the attack flashed through my mind. “Well, maybe not that frail,” I mused to myself. The scribe watched me, waiting for me to speak. “You were saying something about the Lightening Effect!” “Ah, yes!” Jayreth said excitedly, as though he had been waiting for someone to discuss something wrong with him. “This is called the Lightning Effect.” I cocked my head slightly. “Okay, and?” I questioned. “Ah, yes, the Lightning Effect,” he repeated. “Just like lightning shines bright and sparks, so does her blood.”