Light Pub Novels & Stories

"You okay?" Lucas asked gravelly, slightly narrowing his eyes as it adjusted to the darkness. The right part of the room is dark. Only the faint light of the machine kept the door visible. On my left, the window made it well lit. Lucas' face was brightly illuminated with the light coming from his laptop screen. Suddenly his bone structure was improved, highlighted by the glow of his computer.

Sicca was doing everything he could to calm my nerves, but they were stubborn, refusing to bend. “Ready for a little magic?” His ice-blue eyes sparkled at me, playful and teasing. I nodded at him, then turned my gaze forward. He produced a small object from his pocket, almost like a miniature hockey puck. It was a vivid green. With a flick of his wrist, he sent it skimming across the gravel. As it landed, a green light shimmered upward from it. Sicca placed a steadying hand on my waist, guiding me toward the glowing patch. It shaped itself into an oval, like a massive mirror one could walk through.

Ernesta asked confusedly. Manager and Arian were as surprised as Ernesta, and they did not understand why Liam gave. Maybe because Ernesta Noah's eyes were ugly, he didn't like it. "Disadvantage, with the too strong light environment will reduce vision somewhat." Liam looked directly at Ernesta, reading out the information on her resume. “Did I read it right?” Liam asked coldly. "You read it right." Ernesta also did not want to waive. “So what? What do you mean?"

he said and turned off the lamp on the nightstand. It wasn’t really that late. It was only 7 pm. But being December, it was already dark outside and as soon as he turned the lamp off, my room was completely dark. “Don’t you have Beta business to do?” I asked. “It is still early.” “Logan gave me a day off to take care of you.” he answered. “Get under the covers and sleep.” I sighed and did as he told me. I carefully pulled the covers over my body and tried to get comfortable. The painkiller I took was starting to make me numb and it helped.

Whatever that was happening right in front of us felt like magic, because tell me why the pictures started to come clearly with the light on top of it and the dust slowly melting inside of it. “There's no way this is happening right now are we in the movies?” Raph exclaimed, forgetting about his phone… “This is the nerdy side of my father, the nerdy side I loved so much,...you know what this means, it means we need light, the light around isn't enough to illuminate it all!” He carefully carried the book and hurried to the next table that had three different lamps on it.. These lamps looked really odd and very specific in designil they had eight different controls indicating the levels of lig

A bay window overlooked the private garden, now lit with soft evening lights. "This is beautiful," Claire said, running her fingers along the spines of well-loved books. "This was my favorite room growing up. When things got intense - family expectations, business pressure, all of it - I'd hide in here." He moved to stand beside her. "I wanted you to see it. This place, this version of my life. Not the CEO or the penthouse or the galas. Just... me." Claire turned to look at him, really look at him. In the soft lamplight, away from cameras and crowds, he looked younger and more vulnerable. "Thank you for bringing me here. For letting me see this."

[Help me draft a press release for his international exhibition—let’s attract some investors! Her response was instantaneous: [OMG. Maxwell Zane? The devastatingly talented Valmont-Azura painter? He absolutely crushes Henry! You two collaborating will redefine contemporary art!]

He was a changed being. Slowly, I nodded. Phoenix then took out a small square device and pressed a button on it. I let out a loud gasp and covered my mouth with my hands. Oh my goodness. All the trees around us were lighted up with gold lights. Christmas tree lights. Only then did I realise that we were standing close to a beautiful vast lake. It shimmered under the glow of the moon. Moreover, on the ground close to the lake, there were dozens of candles lit up. They were elegantly arranged around a big blanket that was spread out close to another beautiful lighted tree. Its branches and leaves were hanging over close to the ground. It was like a giant umbrella.

she breaks to sipped her beer and put it back down and show us the Illustration for The Chosen One and The Healer. Walter almost choked on his beer, while I hold his hand tightly. It was a picture of us, and it was on a very old version printed book that had discoloration on its pages. Our picture was in black and white, it was like a Polaroid picture of Walter and I clearly printed on the page. Walter was flipping the page looking at the picture, again and again making sure that it was real. "Damn it Shani...have you seen this when you met me for the first time? have you known this whole time?" Walt asked her palming his face with his hand, he looked frustrated.

Pauly says but I shook my head no, it's not real. "Where are we?" I ask him again, this can't be real, I think my brain has finally gone to insanity. "We're in Light&Fire academy," he says the words that I was worried about them, they can't be real. "Pauly, stop it," I say shaking my head no, this isn't real, I say tears starting to gather in my eyes, I'm insane, I'm completely insane. "Hey, it's gonna be fun, we'll live through your stories, didn't you say you wanted to live through them, it'll be so fun," Pauly assures me, but I kept shaking my head no, this can't be real.