Lighting God Novels & Stories

Because he is patient He is kind He does not envy He is... VIƬƬӨЯIӨ ƧƬΛПZӨᄂIӨ Past- July 22nd, 2032 Johnny, Jessie, and I all entered The Blazing Lights. The Blazing Lights is one of the biggest clubs there is on the earth. So, it was going to be more fun than all the other times we went out clubbing. The first thing I see once entering the club is the sweating bodies dancing to loud, bass-filled music. The bright, blinding, strobe lights illuminate the otherwise pitch-black club. I guess that’s why they call it The Blazing Lights.

I replied calmly, "Got it." Darren paused, clearly caught off guard. Then, he found his words again. "The eighteenth of next month is a day blessed by the Moon Goddess. That's the day for our big ceremony." There was an unusual softness in his voice, something I had not heard from him before. Before I could even respond, a sultry moan crackled through the phone. It was Betty. They were together, even as he talked to me. A dull ache spread through the wolf inside me. With the pain, tears started to spill over.

*Then all kinds of elements appeared at taso floating beside him for example fire, water, dirt, light, dark and more* These will kill you, asshole! This is for not knowing who I am, remember I'm the god of zeronity tasoshi saya! What! It can't be they said you were dead? Of course not, Now die! ELEMENTAL GOD COMBINE ALL ELEMENTS, HA! *Then a flash of light glows besides taso* ELEMENTAL GOD SLASH PLUS AEROBA RENATAKATA, ELEMENTAL IMPERIAL HEAVENLY GOD SLASH!

But then again, her selflessness is one of the things I love about her, I just can’t shake the feeling it’s going to get her killed one day. I carefully scoot down and lay the hand towel over her forehead. I gently stroke her cheek and watch the way her chest slowly rises and falls. This sense of exhaustion has to be coming from her. I look over at the curtains and remember that direct sunlight can help replenish her magic. Makkares are beings of light created by the Goddess of light. The sun is the most natural form of light there is, and so it acts like a charger for them when their battery runs a little low.

He had even seen the eyes of men who knew they were about to die and there is nothing to do about it. But he had never seen a god, or like right now, a goddess. He lay slumped against the now overturned dresser, his vision tunneling into grey vignettes as the aconite shut down his organs. The heat of the fire was blistering, peeling the wallpaper behind him, but he couldn't feel it. He was cold. So cold. And then, the light came. It wasn't the erratic, hungry orange of the flames razing the cabin. It was a pure, absolute white light. It poured through the shattered balcony doors like a physical wave, washing over him. It didn't burn. It felt like standing in a blizzard of diamond dust.

Then the light split apart and a deafening crack rolled through the empty space. Thousands of strands of golden lightning spread across the sky like cracks in glass. They twisted together, weaving themselves into impossible shapes until they slowly formed the outline of something enormous. Eliana's heartbeat stopped. The figure stood far above the ground, yet somehow it filled the entire horizon. It had no face, only a body made entirely of living light. Its robe flowed like liquid sunlight, stretching endlessly behind it. Its hands were folded calmly before it, and around its head floated seven burning rings, each turning silently in opposite directions.

But it's also the right one. Divine light poured down from the bleeding sky. It mixed with their silver light and made it even stronger. I lend you my power, the Goddess said. Use it well. The combined assault was devastating. Laura's silver flames, her mates' strength, the Moon Goddess's divine light. All of it focused on Kragoth. The entity's form began to dissolve. Her shadow body flickered like a dying flame. Impossible, she gasped. I am eternal. I am hunger itself.

But that was the only way Brady had ever felt the effects of my light. Guilt wedged itself in my chest as I once again ignored Brady’s existence as I made my way to visit his mother, Luna Esther. I knew the Moon Goddess had blessed me with the gift of light with the intention that I would use it to help those around me. Oozing with darkness, Brady should have been the first wolf I ran to help, but something was holding me back.

The only things that match exactly are the two machetes in leather scabbards hanging from their waists. Lights is the oldest male Miracle, born the day after Radar. His real name is Javier. He’s a slender guy of Mexican descent, just a couple inches taller than me, with olive skin and longish black hair he keeps cut short in the front to keep it out of his yellow-gold eyes. His eyes were dark brown until his Power appeared several years ago, when they turned golden. His Power, as his nickname suggests, is light. He can create balls of light with either hand, or shoot a beam of light from his eyes. As he’s gotten older, he’s learned to control the size and the brightness of the balls and beam

Something aboutn the way Jordan looked like a tiger unnerved her. “CUT!!” Jordan yelled. He stared at her in plain disgust and Adonia felt as id the ground should upen up and swallow her in full. He was close to his anger limit and she could sense it too. This was one of the most feared men in the industry and he was called the devil for a reason, he could ruin her career with just a post. He was a worse version of Quincy when it came to writing people off, the only difference was that he didn’t manipulate people and he didn’t bully hem.