Medusa Lightning Thief Novels & Stories

It created a translucent effect as if it were forged from lightning itself. "This is Boltair, a sword crafted by my family head with Alienoir's Thunder God Body. Trying to attack me with that seems like a joke." Saint Dragon laughed. Then, two long lightning serpents shot out from his sleeves, baring their fangs in a menacing manner. Intelligent gleams shone in their eyes. Divine Purifying Lightning, one of the most potent lightning mystique techniques, was now in Saint Dragon's hands, its might amplified. "First strike!" Logan shouted.

The sword felt almost weightless for Lars, like it really was forged to fit his hands. "Don't just avoid it! Kill it!" Tirana yelled. Tirana reached for her bag and pulled out a wand - like object with yellow crystal orb. She aimed it at the beast and lightning bolt shot out of it. The lightning was cracking and lashing the air as it burned through the monster's scales. After the lightning assault stopped, the monster roared in rage once again. It tried to move but the lightning attack had severely contracted its muscles, rendering the beast immobilized, perfect for a strike.

His wolf was clawing at the surface, trying to tear its way out of his skin. He looked ready to rip my throat out, but the moment my scent hit him, the scent of his mate, he froze. The feral growl died in his throat, replaced by a pained whimper. I didn't waste a second. I channeled every drop of spiritual energy I had, my fingertips glowing with a soft, milky white light. I pressed my palm firmly against his burning chest, right over his frantic heart. "By the Frost of the Moon, Let the Silver Be Strewn," I murmured an ancient spell, sending the cooling waves of healing power into him. "I'm here. Let it go, Lucian."

Then she appeared. She rose from the depths like a mirage—tall, serpentine, and terrifyingly beautiful. Her skin like the moonlight, hair that flowed like ink, eyes so pale they glowed. A siren. Not the kind sung about in sailor tales. No seashell bras, no flirty smiles. This was an ancient thing, born from blood and magic. “Thalia of Greenwood,” she said, her voice liquid silk. “The flame-born girl who survived the pyre.”

Because if what Layla said was true, if the serum in her bloodline was tied to mine… Then she wasn’t just my responsibility. She was my legacy. And if Arden unlocked that connection before I did—before I could tell her the truth myself—then she’d see me not as the man who tried to save her… …but as the monster who made her. The jet hit turbulence, rattling hard, and I grabbed the edge of the seat. The sky outside flashed with distant lightning—unnatural, too precise. I looked out the window, frowning. The lightning wasn’t lightning. It was energy. A pulse—golden, blinding, erupting from the sea below in a column of light that reached the clouds.

I already can’t forgive myself for failing her. As my rage builds, so does the magic built into me. My fur stands on end as tracks of blue lightning snap around me. My claws and teeth begin to glow as my eyes glow a brighter blue. Right as Levantus falls, I plow right into Sego’s side. I’m fast as lightning and my claws and teeth are sharper than normal. I tear into his side, hearing him howl out in agony. His ability can’t keep up with the energy coming off of me. My lightning tears into him and stuns the energy that has been working to heal him.

He kissed my cheek, and I ran to tell mother everything about my day. Darkness fell over the dream, and I felt a dark pull. My heart rate quickened; my breath deepened. There was a dim light in the distance, so small I couldn’t gauge how far away it was. I walked and walked, and the light barely changed. I began to panic and felt like I was drowning. A box appeared around me and started filling with water. I couldn’t break the glass; the water was being pumped in through a pipe too big for me to block with anything. Then a light turned on, and in front of the box stood Claire, Lucas, and Dan. I began to lift with the rising water. It wasn’t long before the box was almost full, and I took my

As the growls got closer, I set the last one and drug the wire to the edge of the water. “Moon Goddess… if you are ever with me, please be it now.” Lighting the match, I touched the end of the wick. Instantly, sparks flew up as it ran down the way. Not waiting for the explosion, I drove into the water and swam as fast as I could.

For what reason, I was fired! I got fired because of that devious heiress! Huff. Okay, Lumine Moon, calm down. I inhale and exhale. I regretted giving her that ketchup. Had I gone home early, those girls would have not caught me in my way. Would it really change a thing if I had not? Or is this really the fate I should face?... Who would have thought that regular customer was Raiden Morningstar? The girl that everyone doesn't want to bump into, but guess what? I guess heaven wasn't on my side to become her slave.

- He finally added. The brunette girl with curly hair gave me a radiant look, She seems so sweet and lovely, but there was something sinister behind her brown hazel eyes. It reminded me of a smile with a certain darkness on her beautiful face, a smile I had perceived before, although I couldn't recall with whom. "In Greek and Scandinavian mythology, the mermaid is a demigoddess who lives in the oceans and with her songs, she can seduce men" - he responded. In that moment, his attention was completely focused on me.