Lumine Novels & Stories

Karl asked. “People are after her they are the cause of your amnesia a lot of darkness surrounds you but there’s this, this light,” Sheina said turning back to Avery. “A light that would help you, I couldn't tell who that person was for some reason the moon Goddess won’t be straightforward with me she wouldn’t be clear about anything, you must have been mixed with terrible dark magic Avery” when she said that the terror on Avery’s face spread to Karl’s too it was clear that Karl was concerned for Avery “Isn’t there anything we can do to ease it? Like something that will facilitate the vision?”

Prince Jude gently rubbed the back of his head while smiling and as for Prince Leo, he seemed to be scolding Prince Jude. We heard another loud explosion, that’s why we looked at Lady Clementine, whose eyes are now open and there’s only 20 minotaurs left. We saw the minotaurs kneeled in front of her, then she shook hands with the minotaur in the middle. Lady Clementine opened the gate, then the minotaurs entered it. After a few minutes, they are all gone. Lady Clementine used her power to lift the corpses of the minotaurs and what shocked us is that she stored it in a jar. She used her power to shrink the corpses of the minotaurs that she killed, then put them in a jar.

"I didn’t have time to wait for it to steady, so I tried anyway. I created a portal through my Luminal." "What's a Luminal?" Draekon asked. "It's uhm... a symbol of authority given to coven priestess. A neck piece with a pendant, carved out of the rare jewels in Luminaria. Each coven had theirs, passed down through each generation of priestesses." "Oh." Draekon nodded in understanding. "But the portal wouldn’t hold." She frowned slightly now. "The Nightshade even while weakened, was still fighting it. My magic kept… cutting out. The portal flickered, collapsing before it could fully form.”

For a heartbeat, I worried I’d said too much, or too little. “With this being said,” I exhaled softly, steadying my voice, “I present to you what I might call Lumé. From Lumen, meaning light, representing purity and subtlety.” Cassia walked forward with poised confidence, handing the slender bottle to Mr. Julien first, then to the other board members. The bottle itself shimmered faintly under the light, frosted glass with a golden rim, simple yet magnetic. Julien turned it over in his hand, inspecting it like it was something rare. He pressed the nozzle, a soft pssst filling the air, and mist rained over the test strip. He waved it lightly, then lifted it to his nose.

A woven rug at the dais—old, intricate, glaringly tasteful—and in the center of its pattern, a tiny shimmer where sunlight pooled unnaturally, like a puddle pretending to be a mirror. Solen’s residue doesn’t blaze. It coaxes. It turns noon into a persuader. “Lumi,” I murmured. “Tell me you see the shiny stain under Kael’s boots.” She blinked. “Yep. Light’s sticking to the floor. Like honey.” “Don’t touch it,” I breathed, just as she took a curious half-step. “It’s a nudge ward. It warms the brains of the credulous.” “Gross,” Lumi said. “And efficient.”

I allowed Naima to surface and extend one of her claws. “I, Luna Lory, unite you with my mate, Alpha Jackson,” I said, taking his hand and using my claw to make a small cut, letting his blood drip into the bowl. “And with myself,” I added, cutting my own palm to let my blood join his. I focused on the bowl, connecting with everyone who had left their mark within it. In my mind’s eye, I saw silver threads extending from me to each of them. I summoned the power of the wind, creating a swirling ball of air that mixed the items in the bowl.

Then he sees her. Lumina stands beneath the water, her back turned. Her wet, dark hair clings to her slender back, droplets of water running down her spine like silver. A birthmark in the shape of a flame curves at the right side of her waist. It wasn’t there before—or maybe he hadn’t let himself notice.

“Your grandmother was one hell of a witch.” Selene swallowed hard as she admitted. “She's not my grandma.” Romano smirked, said nothing and only looked at Selene amused. At the far end of the room, an altar stood. The moonlight hit it perfectly from outside, reflecting off a single crystal suspended above it. The crystal pulsed faintly, like a heartbeat. Selene walked toward it. “What is this?” Romano’s expression changed. For once, no sarcasm. “That’s blood magic, not something your kind should touch.”

We both just rested our backs on the walls and waited for the class to be over. When the class was over, Claire called out as I was leaving, " Lucas..”. " Hmm?”. " I'm sorry for what I did back there.” she said, bowing her head and curling her toes. “Oh yeah, it's fine. As long as it wasn't intentional, I've got nothing to be worried about." I lied, it wasn't fine. She's human,I can't let her go close to me like that anymore. I have to focus on finding my Luna, sorry Luna.

Lumina gushes. "Indeed they are, he has obtained them from Phobos. His were this light when he was younger as well but it usually grows darker over the years." Deimos replies as he nudges the tip of his nose into Tadeas's locks. I look towards Elena who has her gorgeous grey eyes adhered to Tadeas and I cannot help but want to meet her this way too. "Would you mind if I introduced myself to your female?" My request has Deimos and Lumina divert their attention to me as they consider it. It will be a similar process I will need to lure her to me and then catch her off guard so she is compelled to smell my scent.