Lightning X Noctis Novels & Stories

I took my seat after he sat and began earnestly not wanting to waste time. “I was hoping that with this business deal, we will have more collaborations in the future. And not just for business, it will be my pleasure to make our two packs allies.” Jaxon offered him a thin smile. "I was thinking the same, to hurry, Damien. In fact I have some news for you which will determine if and how we will come closer." “Oh and what news might that be?” “I believe you know someone called Lyra Forte?” My heart skipped a beat. It cannot be my Lyra that he is talking about, could it? How did he know her?

Her fingers pointed to the black combat boots sticking out of the cart. Jorn gave her a nod. “Cute and water-resistant,” he said, his voice pitched slightly higher as he mimicked her tone. A literal shiver ran down my spine. “How do we make sure he never does that again?” Nate whispered in my ear, equally as weirded out. “I don’t know,” I whispered back. He pointed to one of the other guys who had his hand raised. “What about the lightning bolt? I noticed some of them are purple and some are gold.”

One of the creatures starts to turn into black ooze, merging into the other. “Oh, shit.” I take off, running down the wobbly deck as fast as I can. Lucas grabs the creature by the arms and jerks it around. Raising my hand, I conjure up a small energy ball of bright white light. The creature opens its mouth, roaring at me as it grows in size. Lucas pins it against him, holding it in place. I release the energy ball when I’m only a few feet from the creature, and it goes right into its mouth. It’s body shudders as the light goes down, burning it from the inside out.

I knew that we did not have all of the same abilities or anything, but I barely knew anything about all of this compared to him. Luna Ziyah stood up and mentioned that she had done more research on Demacore weaknesses and found out that they were weak against lightning because it was a pure form of light. “Raise your hand if you personally have access to lightning,” Beauty said. That was definitely one thing that I had gotten really great with and immediately raised my hand. Looking out over the crowd, I saw quite a few hands raised. “Now, also raise your hand if any of your people who will be fighting have access to it,” she said next.

Laxmus started to form a different type of lightning known as the Lightning Fist. It was something he had learned from his father. The Lightning Fist could be developed on a large scale where a single strike could wipe out an entire battlefield. And right now the amount of power behind the Lightning Fist was so great that it was the size of a car, and its lightning caused everyone to shield their eyes. Adrian, seeing this, quickly prepared for a counter. He had more than enough Kareth energy at the moment, and adding it to the steal cup would make him able to use the ability much more effectively.

“You have to remember, my little moonbeam. Remember who you are. Remember what we taught you.” The tape ended abruptly, leaving them in stunned silence. “What does she mean?” Blackwood asked, his gaze fixed on her. Lysandra shook her head, her mind racing. “I don’t know,” she whispered. “But I think it’s time I found out.” As the clock struck midnight, a sudden knock echoed through the apartment. Blackwood reached for his gun, motioning for Lysandra to stay back. The knock came again, louder this time. He opened the door cautiously, revealing a man with hollow eyes and trembling hands. He held out a small package wrapped in brown paper.

“Do not question me again, Lyrius. You'd be amazed at what I can do.” “My apologies, my King," Lyrius held his gaze, then nodded, bowing slightly. “As you command.” “Please!" Kimberly cried out as she was taken away. Later that night, Kimberly stood beside Lyrius, her expression defiant yet fearful. “You can’t do this,” she whispered. “Orders are orders,” Lyrius replied, not meeting her gaze. “Get moving.” She turned back toward the forest, a last, desperate look in her eyes. She started walking, her shoulders slumped in defeat.

Crown HUD (quiet, proud): Title Earned: Blood Lightning Sovereign New Affinity: Runic Stormcraft (Master tier) Active Skill: “Crimson Tempest” – 30-meter AOE blood-lightning strike, 1/day Passive: “Storm Queen’s Presence” – Allies within 50 m gain +25% courage, enemies -15% Sync with Remy Tsatoke: 122% and climbing I smile, fangs sharp, lightning still crackling faintly around my ponytail ties. Six months apart turned me into thunder. Now my coyote’s home, and the sky is ours.

She lays Alcinder on the floor and tries to him but he is bleeding profusely and unresponsive to her powers. She does the same to the Wolf and he is unresponsive too. “My lightning bolt, your powers alone will not deal them. Seems like the vixen has tightened her spell of descent”. Alyssa speaks while standing and hold in the book at the entrance of the bathroom. Alyssa walks over to Elektra, kneels in front of her, and touches her face softly. “I missed you so much, my brutal healer”. Alyssa holds hands and begins to sick soulfully:

I have lightning whips, one clone has a fire sword, one has a rifle, one has a body made of light, and one has bracelets spinning around her wrists made of water and ice. The clone with the rifle shoots down the negator that was left. They can’t negate a bullet. The clone with the fire sword speeds to some soldiers and cuts their guns melting it in their hands. I use my lightning whips to do the same to the other guns. I grab one soldier's foot with the whip and throw them across the air into nearby soldiers.