Luz Slayyy Novels & Stories

I smiled at her thought process. “We are here!” Jamira turned around as Alsie came to a stop. “Are you ready Alsie?” She yelled. Alsie nayed. “Rex Lucifer, Portas Aperire Ad Regnum Tuum!” Jamira spoke the Latin words for ‘King Lucifer, open the gates to your kingdom.’ Sounds of people screaming, and moaning in pain filled the cave. Steam rose from the ground. I gripped Sanguinex hand. I had never seen or heard this part of hell. Alsie started to move as red lights filled the cave. The darkness faded. I looked out the side of the carriage, and saw the dark sun.

“I think once, a long time ago, when I was fighting to escape my old pack. But I didn’t plan it or do it on purpose, and it didn’t knock me out like this.” “You have an incredibly strong power,” Layla says, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “It will take a while for you to learn how to control it.” “What is it?” I ask. “I don’t know of any other shifters who can shoot lightning.” “It isn’t lightning,” Layla says with a smile. “It’s the star power from the constellation Lupus. The heat and energy you can conjure comes directly from the stars, not lightning.” “Oh,” I say. I’m not sure what that changes, but at least I have more information.

" Just like that, I snuffed out the last bit of hope he was clinging to. At the same time, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. Samuel's grip on me, his relentless obsession—it just stopped working. He could not hold me down anymore. I felt myself starting to float up, lighter and freer. I glanced down to see Samuel staring up at me, panic-stricken. He began to thrash around wildly, reaching out for me as his voice faded away, "Take me with you, Yocelyn! I feel like I'm stuck..." I did not look back. He was left behind, forever trapped in that tiny graveyard. I guess that was his own obsession, the one thing that kept him prisoner.

"She is living in hell but she is not broken, Yang" Damon looked out of the window towards the place where she slapped him. "There is a fire in her big eyes... They dazzle, they blaze and I want to test it... I want to snatch that fire from her eyes." He smirked evilly. "She will be my exception, my distraction!"

In the midst of the battlefield, Seraphine orchestrated the chaotic interplay of light and darkness, serving as its focal point. Lira's brain spun quickly as she attempted to pinpoint a vulnerability in Seraphine's defenses. She observed that whenever they used light to attack, Seraphine responded with darkness, and vice versa. "We must disturb her equilibrium!" Lira yelled at Marcus. Utilize both brightness and darkness in our offensive strategies! Marcus agreed, comprehending her plan. He transferred his sword to his opposite hand, causing a shadow to appear on its edge. Unitedly, he and Lira initiated a synchronized assault, combining their abilities of brightness and shadow.

"Their backs are turned: they're on the edge of the garden. We'll move out slowly, then walk to the edge of the forest. Then we'll escape together. Alright?" I nodded. "Alright." He offered his hand to me and I slipped my fingers into his. However tanned he looked, his hand was as cold as ice. "Ready?" He asked, and I nodded in the affirmative. And together we slowly stood up from under the table. Again the sight of several dead people met my eyes. It was hard to look away, hard to ignore the blood and the unseeing eyes and the cold, deathly silence. Hard to see where people had once dined on my account, flowing with blood. My heart was broken beyond fixing.

LYDIA When the shadows rush toward me, I lift my hands and push them away with all the strength I have. A soft glow spreads around me, bright and silver like the moon, wrapping me in a shield of light. The vampires hiss and back away, fear flashing in their dark eyes. Behind me, I see Dex fighting alongside the Silver Crescent Pack, his shadows slicing through the air to protect everyone. But I can’t stay focused on that, not when I see Linda standing across the room.

Damien was focused on getting sons to inherit the throne, but I learned that I had awakened the Creator Goddess bloodline after my death, and my daughters would have inherited ancient power to end this apocalypse. But they never even had the chance to grow up because they died at the hands of Damien, the beast! I clenched my fists, wanting nothing more than to rush out right now and kill my enemy with my own hands. At that moment, Briar, who was in his arms, suddenly turned her gaze toward me, her eyes filled with smugness and satisfaction. "Lyra, you look upset. Are you upset with Briar?" Mother walked over and pinched my arm hard while Father shot me a reproachful look. I suppressed my hat

“Together, we can face anything!” The shadows writhed, but the light surged, illuminating their surroundings with a warmth that felt like home. “We won’t give in!” Lyra shouted, her voice filled with newfound strength. “We will embrace who we are!” As the light reached its peak, it erupted into a radiant explosion, engulfing the darkness in a brilliant flash. The shadows screamed, twisting and contorting as the light pierced through the malevolence. “No! You cannot do this!” the figure shrieked, its voice filled with panic.

But what she said next halted any retort that waited on his tongue. "Each of us are needed to destroy Karmina permanenty." She said carefully, as if each word was used percisely not to set off the bomb. "Each. Of. Us. Willow's Light Magic. Lily's Celestial blood. My Exorcist Prayer and Amira's Bow." Zalakai's eyes narrowed as he released the tension in his hands, but did not remove them from her face. "You mean..?"