Light Romance Books Novels & Stories

The smell of blood assaulting the ones who immediately tried to help the fool keep quiet and her life. Melinda kept walking without interrupting her stride a single bit. The veil helping to mask her smile. Zia smiled broadly from her position standing behind Ren. Even Jackson couldn't help but grin to himself. Felicity just marveled at the dress worn by Melinda. The dancing lights were actual creatures composed of Ion energy of light. 12 birds of light lifted up and flew around the room. Each then passing over those in attendance before sitting on the Personal Guards of former Empress, Soruda. The half sisters trembled as they were given an entire experience of peace through life.

It hovered overhead in the center of the room, spinning rapidly while heat permeated the room, warming her throughout her body and immediately calming her and bringing her back to her senses. Liam’s smile shone brightly as he bowed slightly. He retrieved the small glowing ball and tucked it into the folds of his robe before walking regally back into the ball of light he’d arrived in. She watched in awe as the glowing light that contained Liam faded into nothingness, leaving her still hugging Maggie’s book in silent stillness until the sound of the purring cat next to her broke through. She rose slowly and walked to the door, stopping to take another look of the shredded room before returni

The others consisted of two romance novels and one mystery book. "I'll start reading you first thing in the morning." I then laid down and just a few minutes later sleep took over. ~~~~ Two days went by. Extremely slow. I finished all of the books. Okay I skipped a few pages here and there but still. It was now the third day and I became exceptionally bored and restless. I couldn't stare at these walls any longer. If I could just talk to someone or feel the Sun. Oh that would be heavenly. Too bad the sliding doors to the balcony was locked as well.

She boomed, Derora noticed the storms outside still bellowed, but she seemed on edge, now was her time for a distraction, "How is the war with the light gods going?" she asked, Herega turned her gaze to her, lightning flashed outside, "You will remain silent derora!" She growled, Derora gave a smug grin, it really got on her nerves as the whole room darkened due to the thunder clouds outside the palace, herega stretched her hand to summon lightning. Then derora noticed the light trying to clear the clouds, it was a real Battle of elements, she laughed out as herega turned to her,

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.”

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The air around Seraphine shimmered as she opened the heavy tome. It was as though the book had been waiting for her, its spine creaked, the silver inlay along its edges glowing faintly as if waking from centuries of sleep. The scent of old parchment and lightning filled the room. A pulse of light escaped between the pages, soft at first like a flicker of dawn through fog and then grew, brighter and brighter until it swallowed the library whole. Shadows fled. The shelves shuddered. Even the air itself seemed to hum with anticipation.

Permission to ask out his ex-girlfriend. I couldn’t turn that down. Carefully making my way up the cracked path and broken steps, a chill ran up my spine. I forced the heavy front door open, hinges screaming, and stepped inside with my flashlight. A magnificent staircase wound upward. The formal parlor had ornate molding and faded silk wallpaper. I cleared an antique camelback sofa, lit candles and a fire in the marble fireplace, and settled in with my book, surprisingly comfortable. Hours later, near midnight, a cold breeze woke me from a pleasant dream. The fire still burned, but flickered strangely. I scanned the room — everything seemed normal.

I ran my fingers along each book, nodding in satisfaction when they came up dust-free. “Checking for dust?” He sounded amused, and I groaned. “I hate dirty places.” I pulled out a book titled ‘Light Lark’. “This book broke me,” I mused, tracing my finger over the title. “I hope in a good way?” he teased, brushing his arm against mine. I looked up at him and hit him with the book. “Of course, I love everything Alex Aster writes.” The teasing grin on his face wiped off as a frown crept upon his face, causing my brows to hike up in question. “You're saying to my face that you love some other man?”

Justin POV The sun dipped low on the horizon, a golden glow casting over the calm waters surrounding my yacht. I leaned against the balcony railing, a glass of wine in my hand. Isabella lay stretched out on the outdoor sofa, her legs curled slightly, her hair spilling over the cushions in soft waves. A book rested in her hands, its cover sporting the title The Glass Castle. Occasionally, she reached for the bowl of strawberries and grapes beside her. She smiled as she read, her fingers grazing the fruit before popping one into her mouth.