Light Read Online Novels & Stories

And afterwards I would lick my wounds happily because atleast he would have some too. "I don't know if you are use to others reading for you but the page you've been looking at for over 2 hours is obviously a map of the light realm and it obviously leads to the universe of light realms. Maybe you need to go back to basic realm geography." I wryly stated with a smug look.

Atticus narrowed his eyes and studied me. "What is Lugh light?" I asked curiously. Sawyer chuckled, "Lugh is the Irish God of light and that flash you do is called Lugh light. It is a very rare gift…" "And something that your mother has given you because I can not do it," Atticus said while rubbing his chin in thought.

Later that Night Inside the house once more, the decorations still struggled to flutter in the fading light as dawn approached. Lily sprawled on the couch with her legs on Vandaulf's knees, Brenna on either side of her rubbing her shoulders, and Helena serving her a tray of soup like some kind of warrior queen. Vandaulf fed Lily morsels of mango while reading possible baby names from a new book called "Names That Inspire Confidence and Global Domination." "How about Artemis?" he asked.

And I can tell how anxious she is. “He’s telling the truth! I saw his memories just now!” Light said. “Light! Why didn’t you tell us you can read memories?! We shouldn’t do all that trouble then!” Isabella and the rest reacted at the same time. “Huh? No one asked me, so yeah!” Light stuck her tongue out and shrugged. “Well...” Everyone smiled wryly and then laughed. “Pfft!” Soon, we left the dilapidated house silently, without a trace.

"You can't, Ardolf. Luka will come for me, just as we planned. He'll save me, and together, we'll emerge as the rightful alpha and luna." Ardolf's gaze bore into hers, his own determination flaring. "You underestimate me if you think I'll simply let you walk away." Light's smile was enigmatic, her voice carrying a hint of sadness. "I never underestimated you, Ardolf. But sometimes, destiny is stronger than any one individual." As their words hung in the air, the cavern seemed to hold its breath, a silent battleground of conflicting emotions. Light's revelation had shattered Ardolf's perception of their reality, exposing the intricate tapestry of intentions that had been woven beneath the sur

Light concerns. I nodded my head in understatement but I was shivering in pain. The pain in my heart is excrutiating out but I was keeping it back. Not showing anyone how weak i am from the inside. “Are you okay? You haven't replied.” Light asks worriedly. “I am sorry, I was distracted. What were you saying?” I apologize. “I think we should try this once you clarify your doubts. I hope it will work with you?” Light suggests.

“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.”

‌(Ar⁠ia’s POV) ‌Light cu‌ts thr⁠ough my ey‍elids be‍f‌ore thou‍ght ret⁠urns. I‍t isn’t morning light—too white‍, too still. It hums faintl⁠y, as if fed by electricit‌y rather th‌an sun.

I quickly picked it up, seeing Light’s name there. I swiped right, pressing the phone to my ear. “Is everything okay?” I asked immediately. “You can breathe, Lila. He’s awake.” I exhaled deeply. My heart that was hammering in my chest was slowly starting to calm down. Light seemed hesitant on the other end. “Is everything okay?” I asked him. “Yes,” he answered. “But you need to come here. I think I need your help.”

Thomas said, “Open them slowly.” My heart hammered against my chest. I opened my eyes slowly, and the light I hadn’t seen in over a decade flooded my vision. I could see blurry silhouettes shifting in front of me. I could see a window. I could see the flowers. I could see the sunlight, trees, and birds outside the window. I could see them all. “I can see… Dr. Thomas, Julian, I can see!” This was a moment I had waited over a decade for. Dr. Thomas hurriedly said, “You mustn’t cry. Your eyes cannot handle any irritation right now.”