Luz X Amity Novels & Stories

“Keller said you weren’t feeling well, so I wanted to check on you and Katie. I’m going to check Orli’s temperature too, just to be safe.” “Amy?” Zara’s voice comes out huskier than her normal tone. She yawns, showing her thick canines elongated. She sniffs the air, then she opens her eyes and looks around. I see her eyes are black. “Go away, Lily. We don’t need you here. Where is Reign? We don’t need her either.” “She just came to check on things. Everything is fine, Lavender.” Mom lets Lily come forward to speak to Lavender directly. I look at Les, but she has her eyes closed in concentration.

I said, making Daisy and Amy laugh at me. “So, Drake.” I changed the subject, looking at Amy. Amy sighed and lifted her sunglasses on the top of her head. “He is amazing.” Amy said. “Not just in bed, but in every other way as well.” Daisy gagged, making me smirk at her. “If he asked you to be his mate, would you say yes?” Daisy asked, smiling. Amy sighed and bit her lower lip. “Goddess, I would like to spend the rest of my life with him.” Amy said as a small, loving smile spread across her face. “But, me, a Luna?”

Because he is patient He is kind He does not envy He is... VIƬƬӨЯIӨ ƧƬΛПZӨᄂIӨ Past- July 22nd, 2032 Johnny, Jessie, and I all entered The Blazing Lights. The Blazing Lights is one of the biggest clubs there is on the earth. So, it was going to be more fun than all the other times we went out clubbing. The first thing I see once entering the club is the sweating bodies dancing to loud, bass-filled music. The bright, blinding, strobe lights illuminate the otherwise pitch-black club. I guess that’s why they call it The Blazing Lights.

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.

“Mr. Lawrence calls me. Between, I want to know why the jackals were fighting the air after you fell.” A confusion stayed on my face for a while, and then a tiny voice of my wolf spoke to my mind, “she can’t see the witch, only the shifters and superhuman beings can see her.” And then I dropped my confusion off my face, looked into her eyes, and said, “you shouldn’t know this.” “Why, Leslie?” she asked “How do you know my name?” “You shouldn’t know this, too,” she said, looking away. “It sounds like revenge.”

The sight was breathtaking. "Well, shi.t." Was all I could say as I stared. "Beautiful isn't it?" He asked me, but when I turned to answer him I noticed he wasn't looking at the scene before us, but at me. I blushed slightly, looking back at the crystals. 'I think I like this Cas.' Umbra's voice filtered through. Luz and I have been on the outs since Friday. She wants our intertwined and is mad at me for rejecting him. I am mad at her for almost letting Damon rape me. I am not sure how we're going to get past this.

He looked pissed and disgusted that she would even say that. “We are not Mates. I would never be mates with an ugly, worthless excuse for a wolf. I don’t know who would even consider accepting a loser like you. I, Oscar Barlowe, soon to be alpha of the Dark Moon pack, Reject you, Lilith Brookes, as my Luna and my mate.” Everyone around her started laughing as he walked past Lilith and into Brittany's arms. The entire team quickly tried to make his way to his best friend, who looked to be on the verge of tears, but he wasn't fast enough as Lilith promptly made her way out of the school building.

He watched as the heavy drapes were pulled open, and he smiled as he chewed on a carrot and noticed the woman opening them. Her dark hair tumbled around a beautiful face shining in the moonlight. She wore her favorite linen shirt and breeches, and her mouth was wide open with laughter. She kept looking over her shoulder, clearly talking with someone else. Sidia Amato was just as beautiful as ever, happy and blissfully in love with her husband, her son, and her life.

Jade’s POV Alpha Lucien stood directly in front of me, his tall frame blocking out the light in the room. He didn't move a single muscle, just staring down into my face with an intense, unreadable expression. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, tracing every single inch of my features as if he were frantically searching for a hidden clue—a forgotten memory, a secret mark, or something buried deep within my eyes. I couldn't bear to hold his gaze. I dropped my head, my eyes gluing themselves to the cold stone floor beneath my slippers. Every breath I took felt heavy and suffocating.

Two curious eyes turned to Eliot. “You really crazy,” Louis whispered. “You know her?” “Not really,” Cyrus replied, gaze glued to her. “But that bitch is going to pay for what she did to me.” “You’re talking about Amelia?” Damien whispered. “Yeah. The brown-skinned bitch.” Louis grabbed his shoulder. “Bro, don’t get involved. She's trouble. Big trouble.” “What’s the worst that could happen?” Cyrus scoffed. “The best thing? Your bones get broken,” Qoawiy replied flatly.