Lights Anime Novels & Stories

On the day of my third wedding anniversary, I wait for my husband, Jonathan Myers, in the heavy downpour for four hours even though I'm already nine months pregnant. I can feel the rain drenching me from head to toe. At the same time, I keep suffering from the irregular contractions. Jonathan sends me a voice message. I can hear a bell tolling and a woman's laughter in the background. "Honey, I'll be home late. Quinn told me that she's never admired the cityscape at night before." The moment I'm hoisted onto a stretcher, I glance at my phone. Coincidentally, Jonathan's social media feed has just refreshed, showing a grid of nine photos. Quinn Farris can be seen standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, where an array of the city lights stretch out behind her. The caption reads, "I'm admiring the world with my baby girl." Meanwhile, I've lost a lot of blood in the delivery room. On the surgical forms, the spot that's supposed to bear my husband's signature is left empty. At 3:00 am, Jonathan wakes up in Quinn's bed. He then transfers me 5000 dollars and leaves a note on the transaction history. "Thanks for your hard work." I reject the transaction before dialing a number. "Dad, I've thought things through. I want to leave the country."

Nora Jensen has a plan for everything. Senior year? Mapped out. College applications? Done. Feelings for Cole Whitaker, Millbrook High's infuriatingly charming hockey star? Absolutely, categorically, not part of the plan. But when Cole shows up at her locker with that look — the desperate one he'd never admit to — and says you owe me one, Nora finds herself agreeing to the most ridiculous favor of her life. One family dinner. One fake girlfriend. Simple, clean, transactional. Except nothing about Cole Whitaker turns out to be simple. Not the way he remembers her coffee order without being asked. Not the way he describes his favorite color as pre-game ice, before they turn the main lights on. Not the way he looks at her on the porch after dinner like she's something worth keeping — and she's supposed to be pretending he isn't looking at all. Nora made a deal. She just didn't read the fine print. The part where fake dinners turn into real conversations. Where negotiated terms start feeling a lot like feelings. Where the boy you agreed to pretend to love somehow becomes the one person you can't imagine pretending about. The rules were simple. Don't hold his hand. Don't look at him like you like him. Don't fall. Two out of three isn't bad.

"Look at me," Draven commands, his hand coming up to grip my chin. His leather glove is cold against my skin, forcing me to look up into the shadow of his hood. "I don't lie to you. He wraps his traps in silk and silver, but it’s still a trap." "Then show me," I challenge, tears of frustration pricking my eyes. I reach up, my fingers gripping the edge of his hood. "If you want me to believe you over a man who has given me everything, show me your face, Draven. No more masks. No more shadows. Let me see who is talking to me." He goes completely still. For a long, agonizing beat, the only sound is the distant chime of the Cathedral clock striking one. Slowly, his hand comes up over mine. He doesn't push me away. Instead, his fingers wrap around mine, and with a slow, deliberate motion, he pulls the hood back. The breath catches in my throat. ………..Damian claims he’s here to salvage her from a billionaire's trap of illicit blood diamonds. Lisa’s mind tells her he's a dangerous kidnapper who just destroyed her future. But the moment he drags her away from the high-society lights of Antwerp and into his luxurious mountain,everything gets messy.

Cassandra “Cassie” was the brightest movie star, adored by millions—yet behind the dazzling lights of fame, she was nothing more than the secret lover of Julian, the cold billionaire who had helped her become the most famous actress in the industry. Behind the scenes, she was merely Julian’s slave of desire. When a scandal ruined her career, Julian—the man she loved—betrayed her without mercy. Julian chose to return to his first love and married the woman. Heartbroken, Cassie decided to leave with what little pride she had left. But just as she was about to go, Julian kidnapped her, turning her into his pleasure doll. One night, Cassie finally managed to escape. But fate was cruel—her car brakes failed, and a terrible accident followed. The vehicle exploded into flames, and the world soon declared the beloved actress dead. Seven years later, the world still believed Cassie was gone. But she returned—with a new face and a little daughter by her side. She came back with one purpose: revenge. Would she succeed in making Julian feel the same pain he once caused her?Or would fate play its twisted game and make her fall for him once again?And how would Julian react when he discovered that Cassie was still alive—and that she had a little girl, his own flesh and blood?

On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Nyx’s world shattered. Her parents celebrated her twin sister and ignored her entirely, a final insult after years of coldness and favoritism. Humiliated and aching to escape, she walked straight into Basque—the city’s most dangerous club. There, under flashing lights and the pull of reckless music, she caught the eye of a man everyone feared—the ruthless mafia boss who owned the night. One drink, one touch, one reckless decision… and by morning, he was gone. A month later, Nyx learned that she was pregnant. Her family’s rejection turned vicious, and she was cast out with nothing but her shame and the child growing inside her. Six years of struggle followed—cheap apartments, dead-end jobs, and a daughter who became her only reason to fight. Then fate threw him back into her life. A chance encounter. A cold stare. A card pressed into her hand. Days later, tragedy struck—her little girl was left clinging to life after a hit-and-run. Desperate and out of options, Nyx went to the only man who could save her… unaware he was the father. His price? "Give me your body,and I'll give you money" Now, Nyx must decide to sell her body to the devil who destroyed her, or watch the only person she loves slip away. But in the shadows of power and lust, nothing is as simple as a deal. And the devil always collects more than you owe.

Seven years ago, I broke his heart to save his life. I just didn't realize he’d grow up to be the man who owns mine. Ethan Hawke wasn't always the "Ice King of Manhattan." Once, he was just the boy from the wrong side of the tracks who promised me the world. But I left him in the middle of a winter storm, taking a secret with me that changed everything. Now, he’s back. He’s no longer that boy. He’s a billionaire predator with a memory like a steel trap and a heart made of frost. When my father’s debts come due, Ethan is the one holding the check. But the price isn't money. It’s me. The Deal: Move into his penthouse. Wear his ring. Play the happy fiancée until Valentine’s Day. The Catch: He hasn't just been waiting for me. He’s been watching me. As the line between his revenge and his obsession blurs, I realize the "Dirty Secret" isn't the fake engagement. It’s that even after all the pain, his touch is the only thing that makes me feel alive. But when the gala lights go down, I have to decide: Can I love the man who is determined to ruin me? And more importantly... what will he do when he finds out the secret I’ve been keeping for seven years?

Divorced and remarried—I've lost count of how many times Aaron and I stepped in and out of marriage. He once treated me like something precious, but less than a year after our wedding, he asked for our first divorce. The reason was simple, Vivian was coming back. "Vivian's a public figure," he told me. "I don't want anyone thinking she's involved with a married man." That third-tier actress had nothing but her father's sacrifice to her name. He had taken a bullet for Aaron—a life for a life. And because of that, Aaron believed he owed her everything. Every time Vivian returned to the country, Aaron divorced me. And every time she left, we remarried. The first time we split, I drowned my tears in whiskey and stumbled back to his house half-drunk. The lights inside were warm. He was with her. And I stood outside, shivering through the night. The second time, I tracked his every move—restaurants, auctions, charity galas—just to "accidentally" run into him again. Later, I learned better. The moment he mentioned divorce, I would quietly pack my suitcase and disappear from his mansion. My love and humiliation kept me trapped in that endless cycle of breaking up and coming back together. But this time, when Aaron waited for me at City Hall to remarry, I never showed up.

I was a saint in the light, but a sinner in the dark. To the world, I was a good girl marrying a billionaire twice my age. To Arthur Reynolds, I was his "angel", the virtuous bride who would bring life back into his silent mansion. But I wasn’t a saint. I was a secret. For six months, I was the girl on the pole at The Velvet Room. And Ethan Reynolds: Arthur’s cold, predatory, and brutally handsome son was my most frequent customer. He’d paid thousands to watch me, touch me, discipline me, and ruin me. He knew every curve of my body, every lie in my soul, and every scream I could produce. Now, I’m wearing his father’s ring. I’m living under his roof. And Ethan isn't just watching me anymore, he’s hunting me. He thinks I’m a gold-digger. He thinks I’ve played his father for a fool. And he’s determined to punish me for it. "You’re his wife in the daytime, Zola," he hissed, his hand tightening around my throat in the dark of the hallway. "But in this house, when the lights go out... you still belong to the man who bought you first." Arthur wants to own me. Ethan wants to break me. And I? I’m just trying to survive the man I’m legally forbidden to love.

In the shadowed opulence of New York, where power is currency and secrets bind tighter than chains, fallen heir Aiden Blackwood auctions his body at The Gilded Cage to rescue his brother from financial ruin. Blindfolded in a velvet-dark room, he kneels before an anonymous bidder, gloved fingers gripping his jaw, forcing his lips apart. A thick, veined cock slides deep into his throat, making him gag and choke, tears streaming as the man thrusts relentlessly, mixing humiliation with a forbidden rush of arousal. Pinned against the icy wall, Aiden’s ass is stretched wide by probing fingers, then filled raw by the stranger’s pounding length, his cries echoing in ecstasy and pain until hot cum floods him, marking him as owned. The lights reveal Silas Vane, the once-bullied outcast now a vengeful tech billionaire with stormy eyes and a lethal edge. Silas’s feelings are a tangled storm of revenge laced with unresolved obsession, pulling Aiden into a web of corporate intrigue and hidden desires. As enemies entangled in a slow-burn romance, Aiden emerges not as mere prey but a fierce secret lover, challenging Silas’s control while accompanying him on high-stakes deals. Power imbalances shift amid family loyalties and undercover plots; Silas’s protection turns possessive, testing trust. In this erotic enemies-to-lovers tale, every brutal fuck is a battle for dominance will Aiden shatter the leash or forge it into mutual surrender?

SYNOPSIS Beneath the shimmering lights of a city steeped in sin, Dante Rossi is a detective living in the shadows. He has successfully infiltrated the Valeriano family—the most feared mafia syndicate in existence—with a single mission: to gather the evidence needed to tear them down from the inside. As the personal bodyguard to Isabella Valeriano, the Don’s only daughter, Dante expects his greatest challenge to be the arrogance of a pampered heiress. However, behind the palace-like walls of the mansion, Isabella is no fragile doll. She is a woman of lethal intelligence, weaving her own web of betrayal. Isabella has known Dante’s true identity since day one, but rather than eliminating him, she transforms him into the primary pawn in her plan to overthrow her own father and avenge a childhood tragedy buried in blood. In this dangerous game of cat and mouse, the line between duty and desire begins to blur. Dante finds himself trapped between his oath to the law and a dark attraction to the woman he is meant to imprison. Meanwhile, Isabella begins to question if she can truly love someone destined to destroy her family’s legacy. When the night of the grand gala arrives, their secrets explode amidst the thunder of gunfire. Facing the barrel of a gun, Isabella and Dante must confront a bitter reality: in the world of the mafia, love is the deadliest weakness, and the only way to survive is to betray one another before the world destroys them both.