Lone Light Novels & Stories

asked Lilith. “King Light is the bad guy who destroyed the ‘Homeland’. He blew up the land by cutting tiny balls in half...” Johan was perspiring now, trying to find the best way to tell his story. ”How about translating the stanzas one line at a time?” Matt suggested. Johan took a deep breath with his eyes closed, then he started to speak. ‘The land is thirsty, they are sucking up the bones from the bowels of the earth until the life is sipped dry

The story-hoop’s light painted everything in soft gold. We weren't fixing the universe. We weren't commenting on it. We were just… living in a small, beloved corner of it. Lina leaned her head on my shoulder. “This is better than a react channel.” “It’s the best channel,” I agreed, putting my arm around her. Kael nodded, watching a bioluminescent moth dance around the hoop’s light. “The ratings here are… perfect.” And for the first time in a very, very long time, that was enough.

So much so that he didn’t realise that something was off about this entire ordeal. “There is light ahead,” Mane stated with a dumbfounded expression on his face. Lily who was next to him was just as surprised by their discovery, and Hildegarde who was seated on Mane’s shoulder suddenly frowned. Dark Valley was pitch black. There was no area in this valley that wasn’t filled with darkness. To be able to generate light in the darkness could only be done by means of artificial sources. And one of these artificial sources was Light Grass.

The storm continued raging. Lightning split the sky. Thunder shook the island. Yet somehow— that tiny light never wavered. Never disappeared. It simply kept coming. Lily pressed against the window. Trying to see better. Trying to understand. Then another flash of lightning illuminated the ocean. And this time— she saw a figure. A person. Holding the light. Walking across the black beach. The same way the mysterious figure had stood on the boat. Motionless. Patient. Watching. Then darkness returned.

“But this bond... it changes everything.” --- As they trekked back to their camp, the weight of their journey pressed heavily on everyone. The heartstone’s destruction had left more questions than answers, and Lena’s unease grew with each passing moment. She couldn’t shake the feeling that the light now within her was both a blessing and a threat. That night, while the others rested, Lena slipped away from the fire. Her image glistened in the moonlight as she stood at the edge of a silent brook. The slight pulse of the fire in her breast was accompanied by weak, unclear, but unmistakably present whispering.

She wanted to initiate it this time around but shyness swallowed her. Loney strode to the light switch as he said, "I hope you've been counting the days. Let me know when it's time to stop. I don't want to take advantage of you," he turned off the light. What he meant was, he was sorry for taking advantage of her when he thought she was Daniella but naturally, Danica didn't understand it that way. His words rang deeply in her mind, capturing her thoughts. She wished it would never end but she also realized that Loney was serious with the contract. She appreciated the darkness, as Loney couldn't see the sad expression on her face.

hand on Fabian’s shoulder. “You’re not alone in this. We’ve faced worse before, and we’ll get through this too. But we have to be smart about it. We can’t let the darkness win.”Fabian’s gaze finally met Xavier’s, and for a moment, the tension between them eased. But it was short-lived, as a sudden, piercing howl echoed through the forest, sending a shiver down their spines. It was a sound that they both recognized, a sound that heralded the approach of something far more dangerous than any storm.“Alison…” Fabian whispered, his eyes widening with realization.Without another word, the two of them took off into the forest, their movements swift and silent, like shadows in the night. The trees

Moonlight spilled across the floor, soft and silver. Sleep came slowly. But when it did, it came like a storm. --- The dream began in silence. Then came the growl. Low. Mournful. Agonized. Lydia stood in a cavernous room, lit only by flickering torches mounted to cold, damp stone walls. Chains hung from the ceiling like twisted vines. The air was thick with the scent of blood, smoke, and damp fur. Every breath burned in her lungs. Ahead of her stood a cage—its black iron bars warped into jagged, unnatural angles. And behind them…

They bathed together, ate together, and went shopping together, just like what a couple deeply in love would do. I didn't make a scene as I simply watched them show off their affection in silence. With five more days left in the divorce's waiting period, Julian suddenly suggested climbing a snow-covered mountain. He insisted that I come, too. Halfway up, Evelyn had left to get something, leaving Julian and me alone. The gentleness on his face vanished at once, replaced by a cold stare. "Why are you still hanging around here? Do you really think Evelyn will fall for you eventually?"

“There’s always light in the darkness, just as there is darkness in the light.” I watched as he swallowed before he reached out his hand towards me. I looked down at it, seeing this tiny little thing in it, something that shone in the lights coming from all around us. “A gift,” he answered, his voice low again. “If you would accept it.” It was a stone, a completely black stone, with a shiny surface that made it look like it contained stars.