Lit For Little Hands Novels & Stories

Levi replies cheekily, I waved my hand in reply without turning backwards this time. I walked past the swimming pool which was a still as a rug without a ripple going through it. The moon which shone brighter than normal was full today, it's wide circle shape perfectly outlined on the face of the pool. I looked more intently into the pool and twisted my lips from side to side when I sighted tiny stars surrounding the moon haphazardly, like as if the stars were cupped in someone's two hands, probably God's. Then the two hands filled to the tip with tiny, twinkling stars in different shapes and looks opened itself wide over the sky and allowed the stars to pour all over the deep blue colour li

, or perhaps I should call him by his real name—Luciano. He had stripped away the identity of "Dante". His scorching gaze roamed over my face like a branding iron, brazen and unrestrained. He thought I was asleep. He reached out, his fingertips cool and calloused. He lightly traced my cheek and my lips and stopped at my neck. There was a kind of desperation and madness in that touch, full of resentment and possession. I kept my eyes closed, my body trembling slightly. It wasn't from fear but from excitement. The fish had taken the bait.

A line of code scrolled across the dark interface. INITIATE PROTOCOL: ECHO FLAME And far across campus, Elara’s eyes flashed with synthetic fire.

“I know you are having fun, but you need to be safe. These men will make sure you have fun. You won’t be locked up all the time. They like to watch you play in the sky too much for that.” It made another sound, walked over to her, put its tiny hand on her leg, and looked up at her. Lindsay slowly and carefully moved her hand near it, keeping her fist closed in case it did bite. It took hold of her hand with both hands and rubbed its face on her hand. She slowly started to rub its head with her finger.

Their time is just a few hours before the full moon and everything would be over. Klein had already bent down to examine the body of the immortal army that was killed. They were looking at how he did his work. "Hin....jin....lin....ba ka ya nitreb.....elniman....elpotxtr....poxylien....bash....lawexly" he kept chanting on each body. They didn't know if he was getting the result he wanted. They were just calmly looking at him with hope. He stood up and looked at them, then shook his head.

Lil Michael rubbed his hands excitedly and beamed at his pretty lady. “I have a lot more! Do you like it? I think all girls will like shiny things…”

he agreed softly, holding one hand up, palm flat. Toby looked at it. Without hesitation, my four-year-old son lifted his own tiny hand and pressed it flat against Lachlan's massive palm. The contrast was staggering. But it was the same shape. The same long fingers. The same blueprint, undeniable. Lachlan's chest heaved. I could see the tremble in his shoulders, the weight of love and grief colliding inside him. He didn't close his hand. He just let Toby's small fingers rest against his skin, treating the contact like something sacred.

"They have to win a fight. A real fight, I heard. Not just anyone can become a Luna, these Games are about weeding out the weak so that a pack gets a Luna of good quality." I never was much of a fighter but I remembered that I used to beat my little brothers when we were just pups. Of course once you reach your twenties your little brothers aren't so little anymore and it becomes wise to avoid a fight. Maybe I wasn't experienced, but I had some time to train and they wouldn't put me up to it on the first night at dinner. Would they?

"Little Star. You've made it." He soothes me, my heart flutters and my stomach does flips. He holds out his hand, my hand moves on its own accord. I place my palm in his. Moon's hand is so large, they emanate power. My hand looks so incredibly small compared to his. Like he's cradling my whole entire being in his hand. So very gentle.

In the next instant, the Child of Light's right hand grasped Wilbur's left hand, locking their hands together tightly. At this point, Wilbur was surprised to notice that the Child of Light was also wearing a pair of Light Gloves. They began spinning, and Wilbur could clearly feel his energy rapidly draining away.