Luz Slayyy Novels & Stories

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

He shoot every shadows he sees, while Luma keep generating them using a black tourmaline stone. “Wow” she said mockingly “I hope your magicules last.” As dark smoke comes out from her palms wrapping Lynx then throwing him against the wall. Lynx protection spell got broken making them exposed on Luma energy suction spell. Luma’s laugh echoed across the cave, like a witch successfully turned a child into a mouse. Thinking how being human weakens the once upon a time strong sentinels of the Moon and Sun. “I am still willing to be your Priestess you know” Luma said to Lynx “Just bow down to me, I will forgive you” she said pulling Lynx closer to her

You don't know what you're doing. . Sadiq ➡ To late, your time is up. . Laila ➡ NOOO!!!! . Sadiq smacks the ruby again harder than ever cracking it again.. Laila seeing her end was near, rushes at Sadiq with murderous intent, stretching out her claws at him, Sadiq then again give one final attempt and smashes the ruby to pieces with his shield.. Immediately the ruby 💎 breaks apart, it shines out a white bright light and then an devastating explosion occurs, the impact sends both Sadiq and Laila flying high in the air and both of them crash heavily on the ground..

As the radiance subsided, a figure materialized—a being cloaked in shimmering white, their presence both majestic and enigmatic. The figure extended a hand, their voice a melodious echo that sent shivers down our spines. "I am Lyra, the Guardian of Light," they announced, their words carrying an air of ancient wisdom. "The fate of the Silverwood rests in your hands, but you will need the power of unity to overcome the Weaver's darkness." Our eyes widened, our hearts pounding in our chests. Lyra's arrival, veiled in mystery and hope, marked a turning point in our battle against the Weaver. Their presence promised a force that could tip the scales in our favor.

Shock filled her eyes, not knowing what those powers that Zion had given Alexandria, were doing to her. “Alex, please! Those powers are killing you.” Mia yelled, her voice sounding dry. “What do you fucking care? You never did anyway.” I responded and started to throw fireballs Mia’s way. Making her jump like a puppet I was controlling. One of the fireballs hit Mia and made her fall to the ground. Only dust was visible. They were unable to see Mia. They started to walk closer, and Mia jumped out of the dust and grabbed one of Zion’s members. Beheading them in an instant. Zion let out a screeching sound and the other women from her coven followed.

When I had had my fill, my fingers edged towards the glamoured guard and I let go of the energy completely. Sharp green light filled the cramped space of my bedroom, it lit the room and pushed against the wall threatening to shatter everything in its path as it made its way to its victim like a fork of lightning. It went straight through the glamoured guard and caused him to gleam like an angler fish and shortly after, Lydia Nightshade dropped to the floor like a puppet whose strings were scraped off.

Nyx’s POV Finally I’m back. The partying of the night exhausts me. I stand outside the door and look at the window of my bedroom. The lights are off. She must have fallen asleep. I’ll level with her tomorrow morning. I look down at the small jewelry case in my hands. I'll put it beside her pillow so that she can see it when she wakes up tomorrow morning. I can't wait to see her excited smile. I open the door and walk. I slow down so I don’t make any noise. And there’s no need to open the lights. I have excellent night vision. I walk upstairs and slowly open the door of the bedroom.

I lunged. I didn't move like a wolf. I moved like a structural failure. I used my obsidian arm as a battering ram, slamming into the first line of slaved warriors. There was no pain, only the bone-jarring vibration of stone hitting stone. I didn't draw blood; I drew sparks and silver soot. "Mommy! Left side!" Leo shrieked. I spun. A slaved Beta lunged with a silver-salt rifle. I didn't dodge. I raised my obsidian hand, the palm opening to reveal a core of gold lightning.

Me:no Me: Dameon Lylah: GIRL WHAT HAPPENED Me: I feel so miserable Lylah: IM COMING OVER ASAP. WILL BRING ICE CREAM AND TISSUES

"So be careful..." He does not get to finish before I slam into a brick wall. I stumble, instinctively reaching up to steady myself. Gritty palms and masculine heat reach for my fingers. Oh shit! That is not a damn wall. My eyes travel up past the lapels of a black suit, the open collar of a white shirt, and the tanned column of a strong, masculine throat before they rest on a beautifully carved face, shadowed with amusement. "Careful there, Lilith." Rayne De Luca's cool voice slides in, skittering goosebumps along my skin. "You should watch where you are going."