Luz Slayyy Novels & Stories

Lucifer “No!” I cry out as I watch the love of my life stab herself in the heart and plunge into The Creator’s seal. Despair fills me as I rush to the chasm, but I know I will not get there in time. Bursts of light erupt around me, nearly blinding me as The Creator shatters to pieces like broken glass and is sucked into the void.

I tried to block the pain out as he was thrusting inside of me he just kept going tears started coming from my eyes Damn she so tight perfect little pussy take this stick he says still pumping harder hmm you gotta try this he said still thrusting he put his hands on my face pushing it into the ground but pulling my body into him with his other hand his body started tensing and then he stilled giving a few more pumps it was the worst feeling ever and I couldn’t get them off when he was finished he grabbed my arms and let the other one get in his position only He wanted another position so they flipped me over pressing my body more into the dirt I was bleeding and crying and I thought they wer

The woman who shall bring the world to its knees, with the tip of her sword, the woman who shall slay the world. ~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~ Present day The cool water flew through the gap between my toes soothing the pulsing nerves beneath the skin. It always had held that magic. It always gave my rushing adrenaline and aching muscles an instant calm, That I always seek after a whole day of unrelenting training.

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

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.

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.

"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."