Limelight Novels & Stories

Lysander The music penetrates me more than it envelops me. A throbbing beat, a deep bass resonating in my ribcage like a second heart. The spotlights trace lines of fire through the artificial smoke, carving out eager silhouettes in the twilight of the Velvet Temple. My body moves, a well-oiled machine, each muscle contracted then released at the right moment, each pelvic rotation calculated to provoke a sigh, a stifled cry. I smile. It's a stage smile, an armor of seduction.

“Make sure the team starts preparing the new display stands and—” Lila cleared her throat nervously. “There’s… something else, ma’am.” I paused. “What?” “They also invited another new brand and gave them a full booth as well. It’s called Lumina Bloom.” The smile froze on my face. “Lumina Bloom?” I repeated slowly, my blood turning to ice. “Greer’s brand?” “Yes, ma’am,” Lila confirmed. “They got the same package, a whole booth, same three days. The organizers seem very excited about both brands.”

But he had no idea what I was capable of. "Ten laps," I challenged. It wasn't a full-sized pool, making ten laps a fairly short distance. "Fine. What do I get when I win?" His cocksure grin said he already considered the prize his. I considered. A kiss flashed through my mind, but I dismissed it. "A foot massage. Every day for a week." "Sweet! And what do you get if you win?" "The same thing, of course." I moved to the pool's edge. "Ready?"

The sun was high at his peak. A limousine stopped in front of them. She squinted. This wasn't her car? The tinted glass rolled down and Liam Everhart's face came into view. He smiled briefly. "hello ladies, going somewhere? "

"Yes, that would be nice." “Right this way, my lady,” another maid, a younger girl with a bright smile, gestured toward the grand staircase. They moved in unison, guiding her up the stairs, the soft patter of their footsteps the only sound as they ascended. Lune's gaze wandered as they passed elegantly carved statues, long velvet drapes framing the windows, and chandeliers that sparkled like a sea of diamonds.

Chapter 46 The Lumina facility gleamed like a futuristic city of glass and steel. Every inch of the factory was a testament to the groundbreaking work happening within its walls. The building’s sleek exterior mirrored the cutting-edge technology inside, with polished chrome beams reflecting the sunlight that filtered through the glass panels. Automated gates opened seamlessly as Mr. Harrington, Evelyn, Carlos, and Mr. Caldwell entered, their footsteps echoing on the pristine, white floors.

I took it, and he pulled me closer, throwing his arm around my shoulder. "This is unfair," the guy next to him commented, and my cheeks reached their limit, ready to burst. "What is?" Kai asked, and the guy pointed at me. "Why does Slim always get the hot ones?" he asked, and I widened my eyes. Whatever "hot" meant, I was far from it. "I don't know. That really is unfair," Kai replied, looking down at me, and I focused on fiddling with my fingers. "So tonight, we're going underground for the first time since Slim got back," Lilly announced, excitedly.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

CHAPTER ONE The full moon that night was unusually bright. I couldn't remember the last time I'd ever seen it shine that brightly, but I did remember sitting at the raised pedestal with my family and my friends, where I was supposed to be eating and celebrating, but all I did was look glum. The moon was supposed to be a warning, but I missed it. My father caught me staring up at the moon curiously and I heard him give a low chuckle beside me. "You think it's unusual, don't you, daughter?"

They weren't flashing for me—they were waiting for the board members—but the sudden burst of light made my heart gallop. ​"Stay close," Vince muttered, tucking my arm into his. "We’re heading for the back entrance of the ballroom. Let the executives have the main stairs." ​We moved through the crowd, a small island of 12th-floor rebels in a sea of corporate giants. As we entered the main hall, the scale of the "Cromwell Legacy" finally hit me. Thousands of white lilies hung from the ceiling, their scent almost suffocating. At the far end of the room, on a raised dais, sat the Cromwell board.