Original English Light Novels & Stories

Ernesta asked confusedly. Manager and Arian were as surprised as Ernesta, and they did not understand why Liam gave. Maybe because Ernesta Noah's eyes were ugly, he didn't like it. "Disadvantage, with the too strong light environment will reduce vision somewhat." Liam looked directly at Ernesta, reading out the information on her resume. “Did I read it right?” Liam asked coldly. "You read it right." Ernesta also did not want to waive. “So what? What do you mean?"

They’ve reached the ninth floor already. They find themselves in a warm-impressed room. A light yellow wall, colorful piled floor, and big windows gone through by that blue Lune illumination, yet the room isn’t illuminated by that blue illumination. The room is like illuminated by LED ones like in a department store. The windows might have been enchanted that any light that goes through it will be converted into a white one that they illuminate the room with white light.

Adam finished. Silence stretched between them, heavy and bitter. Then Adam straightened. “There is one thing I think we can do.” Light looked at him sharply. “You’re thinking the exact same thing I am.” “Yes.” Adam nodded lightly. “The King,” Light said. “The Vampire King,” Adam confirmed.

I looked at Lanox and said with a smile, "I love you" I walked towards the center of the battlefield and looked around me, I saw lifeless bodies of both armies, that's when I understood my true power, the light not only illuminates your path away from the darkness, it also gives you life after death and today I will give mine to revive my people. I closed my eyes again and said my incantation. "Os entregai mia vidai La luz quin in mi vivie Consuari tua muerte de mie pueblo Mia vida sacrificari tue ellois

𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴

Now I'm waiting for the count to begin. One emperor, one light. After ten minutes of silence, the light turned on. Please assist me with counting. The first five white lights flashed, then three yellowish lights flashed, one dim light flashed, and finally, one red light flashed. Thank you very much. Thank you to my grandfathers who have voted; eleven of you have done so. Those who believe we should take the saw route, please show yourself as your light has shown. Five red lights appeared first, followed by two yellowish lights, and finally one faint light.

- Aeriol "I conjure the land that gives vitality" - Lynx "I conjure the water that springs life" - Lalaine "Protect thy rose of power, until its owner claim it with honors. Evil is sealed as love will spring." They said in unison. Bright light sprouts from the ground and envelopes the rose. It is slowly pulled it out and rest its root in a ceramic glass. A bright light wrap the rose as it slowly turn to a clear glass. From the roots a trail of gold slowly forming.

[Help me draft a press release for his international exhibition—let’s attract some investors! Her response was instantaneous: [OMG. Maxwell Zane? The devastatingly talented Valmont-Azura painter? He absolutely crushes Henry! You two collaborating will redefine contemporary art!]

"If you're not tired, then let's go out." "Where?" "I will take you to the garden." She rolled her eyes. "Is that all?" "And the seaside." Without further ado, she stepped out of the room and followed him out of the house. True to his words, he brought her to the maze garden and saw a lot of little lights that was moving in the air. Fireflies. Jewel blinked her eyes a few times, awe, as she watched the hundreds of fireflies in the maze garden. The little insects lighted up that part of the maze garden. Even though the big lights were off, those twinkling lights were enough for Jewel to see the place. It was truly astonishing how Gideon used those little insects to give light to the maze gard

The building's silhouettes suddenly became the dark night sky and the lights from their windows suddenly were twinkling. "Isn't that beautiful?" I asked when I saw a broken stoplight, the red light was blinking and the green and yellow once didn't seem to work. I thought it was aesthetically pleasing, under the gloom of the night, along the empty streets and silently passing cars. The slow blinking of that stop light seemed to harmonize with the quietness of the evening. I looked at Edgar and he was frowning at the stop light. "Pretty much could cause traffic, goodness, that should be fixed," he said and I rolled my eyes at him.