Light Wielder Book Novels & Stories

She asked Zayn who was looking outside the window. *.... "You need to open your eyes. Look at me. You can't die like this. You wanted to lead this pack." Hyun shook the dead person but she was long gone. His eyes turned red as a sword appeared in his hand. "F r o m... n o w... o n. E v e r y.... s p i r i t, ...o f... a n y... l e v e l,

Lysander stood behind me, the dark dagger pulsing with pale blue light, awake after its long sleep, ready for battle, ready for blood. I raised the first wolf's blade. The light exploded—gold and silver, bright as the sun, bright as the hope that had carried us through every battle, bright as the love that bound us together. The light washed over the pack, over the walls, over the gates, pushing back the darkness.

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.”

The creature was only slightly larger than an ordinary wolf, but that was probably because it was still a young werewolf. Taking a deep breath, this creature gave me an angry look. I got up right away, quickly searching my head for a spell suitable for defense, for I could clearly see the werewolf flexing his muscles as he prepared for another attack. Eventually he jumped at me, and my hands seemed to leap forward by themselves, forming a shield of energy in front of me, against which the attacking werewolf had hit, and when he touched it, jumped away from the shield with a screech as if it had burned him. In fact, when I looked at his paws and muzzle, I saw something like burn marks. The wo

- asked Samael, because all of this had yet to reach him. - Then let me explain again, because I can see that it still does not arrive. Nadir is my and Lucifer's child. This attack that you witnessed...- she turned to Samael.- It was an attack that only Lucifer has, the so-called Infernal Fire Awakening, extremely deadly, even against the strongest Fallen Angels. I bet Nadir could even kill you in that state.- she explained even more precisely. Nadir slowly slumped down on the couch and hid her face in hands, her anger suddenly disappeared somewhere, and wings curled and vanished.

I stepped inside The air went still My magic dimmed I wasn’t alone Shadows moved across the ceiling whispering like children beneath a blanket I drew in a slow breath and whispered the name I’d heard in the rift The shadows parted A long staircase spiraled downward lit only by gold threads in the stone that pulsed with each step I took And at the bottom A chamber Circular and silent A pedestal stood in the center and on it rested the weapon It wasn’t a sword It wasn’t armor It was a flame Floating Contained in a glass orb sealed with runes that pulsed like a heartbeat I knew without touching it This was goddess fire Pure Unforgiving Alive I stepped forward and pressed my hand to the orb It s

If I was a Queen, it was time I started acting like one. I didn't reach for the shadows. I reached for the light. I imagined the golden power from the photo in the locket. I reached for the blood in my veins that the Council was so afraid of. "Stop!" I screamed. The cave exploded in a flash of gold. The Paladin’s spear, the weapon of sunlight, suddenly turned against him. The glow vanished from his armor, leaving him heavy and slow. I walked toward him, my eyes glowing with a light so bright it made the stone walls turn white. The pain in my back was gone. The exhaustion was gone. I felt like I could tear the world apart.

With each step she takes, the world shall tremble, As the forces of darkness and light assemble, But in her eyes, the spark of hope, To bridge the realms and help them cope. So heed the call of destiny's hand, For in her reign, all shall understand, That the werewolf princess, goddess reborn, Is the savior of worlds, from dusk to morn." My hand trembled as I brought it over to my mouth, the book had become empty once again. “W-what is this?! I must be hallucinating.” I muttered as I hurriedly placed the book back in its position and ran out of the library.

He reached me, and his body slammed into mine. My eyes were closed. But I felt the heat. I burned, then opened my eyes and saw Cadmus, and I was surrounded by a fiery light, a circle forming around us. The light shimmered and pulsed, pushing back any enemies who tried to get close. Its warmth wrapped us in a shield. It felt like more than just protection, the light drew from our connection; a bond built on trust and defiance. The enemy hesitated, sensing a power they couldn’t understand. Cadmus held my hand tightly. "Ready?" he asked, his eyes glowing amber. I nodded.