Light Readers Novels & Stories

The messages were, of course, from Henry. [Hey Rosalind, what do you mean by sending a lawyer to file for divorce? [How dare you? If it weren’t for me, you’d never have enjoyed such a privileged life or built your career. [This is a joke, isn’t it? If you really wanted a divorce, why not show up in person? [And what’s with your new profile picture? You’ve been wanting to change it for a while to get my attention, haven’t you?

Ronald answered curtly, "Mr. Lyon, we only had men today." Adrian's face fell. "Maybe she was just traveling and lost her ID by accident." Jack was about to agree but then had a sudden thought. "No, Mr. Lyon, there's more than just guests at the underground casino. There's also 'merchandise'!" Ronald went pale, realizing something. Adrian's calm broke, and he could not maintain his gentlemanly act. He spun around and glared at Ronald. "Where's the new 'merchandise' today?! Where?!"

It hurt so badly that I broke out in cold sweat and pulled myself into a fetal position, shivering hard under my blankets. I thought of getting something to drink and got up, carelessly making my way downstairs to the kitchen. The lights in the living room weren't turned on. However, I caught sight of a dark figure sitting on the couch in the darkness. It was Leonard. He sat on the couch without moving a muscle. He was holding a cigarette between his fingers, the faint glow flickering in the dark. I didn't dare to make a sound and thought of retreating as quietly as possible. "Since you're already up, you might as well come over."

"You like her...look, just be yourself. You already got her to say yes to the date, it'll be fine..." "How? What did you see? Flo..." he asked looking concerned and actually worried, I laughed at his reaction. "My god...Ralph, stop panicking...I didn't see anything, this thing I have it's not something I can switch on-off, I just saw your gestures, your body language. I'm actually pretty good at that by now from years of living with my deranged parents and being milked for my so-called talent. That's what I did when people would come for a reading and I didn't get anything out of them." I smiled at him seeing that he was visually relaxed, then he slumped back to his chair.

But Lara did… and it hurt her more than what he did to her three years back. Since she was left alone by Christophe and Francine, she went off to explore after dinner, wandering through beautifully furnished and decorated reception rooms that were lifeless. Lara was delighted to come upon a library and, locating the English section, selected ‘Jane Eyre’, her favorite. She hadn’t read it for several years. But Charlotte Brontë failed her for the very first time. Lara found it impossible to concentrate. Standing up again, she cast the book aside and stepped through the curtains to open the French windows that featured in virtually every room. She walked along the terrace. As Lara passed by ope

The company's rumor mill went into overdrive in the chat group, and after a few daring souls tagging the main characters, Marvin and Wendy's names were suddenly everywhere. [At last, the open secret's out, and they can stop sneaking around like kids stealing candy from a candy shop!] [Do you think their parents realize how tough it is for their kids to scrounge up those sweet moments day by day?] [Enough said, let's toast to our old pal!] Marvin was in that company-wide chat too, and he did not miss a beat — every message was read. However, he never corrected their wild guesses or the face-to-face congratulations. He seemed to relish the spotlight.

She smiled before she continued reading the letter, pretending she had no idea of the horrors the letter held. "I hope by the time you open this letter, the sun is up and it gives your face the kind of reflection I want. You are happy and your hair is all over the place, and your smile is intact. I don’t care what your feelings might be at the end of this letter but I’m glad I got to experience what being in love with you meant. I loved you, Claudia, I always did. I was so sure you were the one I was going to marry. I couldn’t wait for our children to take your beautiful features and I always thought a mixture of our genes would be perfect. That was until Desire happened." She reread the par

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

"No. I just see a white light around him" "Well, that's just weird". She skips off to her room as if nothing happened, leaving the three adults slack-jawed. Conrad just stares at me. "The hell was that? Is that a hunter power?". "I have no idea". I start sending messages in the group chat, and no one has ever heard of this happening before. "One person has recommended reading the Hunter Chronicles. I will see if I can read some of it tonight". Kimberly speaks up. "Why not just give them to Willow to read? She could have it done much quicker".

He was about to take a step forward when Chloe grabbed him and said, "Peanut hasn't eaten, so let's grab something to eat." Ethan let out a frustrated sigh and swallowed the words he'd been about to say. Meanwhile, Calvin walked with me all the way to my door. "Goodnight. Get some rest," he said softly before leaving. I nodded, and just as I stepped inside, I received a call from my best friend, Layla Klein. "How's life going, Meg? I'm on vacation, so let's hang out tomorrow!" I glanced at my packed schedule and groaned. "All my time's spent wrestling with the grim reaper for lives, and I don't exactly have days off right now."