Phantom Lantern Novels & Stories

He stubbed out his cigarette and turned to leave. Something brushed her arm, and the memory shattered. Winter turned her head. Roy was holding his phone out to her. “Want to try one?” Winter shook her head and pointed farther down the beach. Her voice was calm. “I want to set one out on the water.” Roy followed her gaze. Down the shoreline, a vendor had set up a small stand selling floating lanterns, little paper lanterns made to hold candles. People were writing messages on them, lighting the candles, and setting them out on the water.

My mate was a lantern, she hasn’t shifted yet so her wolf couldn’t reach out to Todd. I raised my eyebrows, asking for any other solution but Asher shook his head in denial.

I step in after her. She moves and raises the trampoline that covers some lanterns in a part of the room. She moves back to the door and closes it, putting up the ‘’closed ‘’ sign. She explains the different models and how they are to be arranged. The lamps have very weird names based on their patterns and some based on what she felt. She caresses a leaf pattern lantern. ‘’Like this one.’’ She sets it on the shelf and puts it on. It gives off a leaf reflection to its surroundings. ‘’I call it memory.’’

" Jamie said with a smile. Jamie met an excited Rose at seven, before walking into the city. Jamie was amazed at the number of lanterns there were. It seemed that there was a lantern of every size, colour and shape. The streets were also full of stalls selling lanterns, food, and jewellery. Jamie and Rose wandered around enjoying the sights and sounds of the city. Jamie and Rose stopped at a latern stall and picked a lamp each. Rose picked a fish-shaped lantern that was a sea green colour, whilst Jamie chose a red phionix. They walked to the river and Jamie called to her fire element to light the candles and her air element to make the lanterns rise. "Make sure you make a good wish, Jamie.

The three of us have been friends since we were incredibly young, but this situation was grating on my nerves and these two were pushing their luck right now. “Aerian was spotted in New York, now saying that this was also four months ago. Havarlthian also believes he spotted her in Rhode Island two months ago. That was the last time any of our guys spotted her. It appears as if she might be making her way up and into New England. That does pose an exceptionally large issue.” Tillamuk explained. “And what might that issue be?” I asked. “The Blue Lunar Eclipse pack and the White Wynter Storm Pack. Not to mention that the weather has turned to shit, and that area of the States is notorious for

The pack gathered for the Lantern Walk, every soul clutching a paper lantern inscribed with a hope or remembrance. Torin began by lighting his lantern, inscribed with the name of a friend lost in the first siege. One by one, lanterns glowed to life. Ezra’s bore the single word choice. Alara’s read unity. Damien’s lantern sported a shaky heart drawn by Seren’s youngest apprentice, prompting Damien’s soft chuckle. Lucas proudly displayed an illustrated sword and spoon, earning head shakes all around. Seren’s lantern read healing; Eamon’s knowledge; Cassian’s legacy; and little Elira’s lantern, carried by Ezra, simply bore a handprint pressed in safe dye.

I was… in a deep sleep. “Of course you were.” I sat back down, grabbed the spoon again, and finished eating before it decided to float away next time. When I was done, I leaned back, rubbing my temples. “So, what now? You got some brilliant demonic plan for us?” 《You wait.》 I sighed. As expected. Then something caught my eye. Beyond the window—far out on the water—tiny pinpricks of light were moving. Lanterns. Dozens. No, hundreds.

The final red lantern was not just a light; it was a beacon. It burned with a fierce, unwavering crimson glow before a grand pavilion of black and gold stripes, larger and more ornate than any other structure in the carnival. Flags bearing the phoenix emblem snapped in a wind that didn't seem to touch the rest of the grounds. This was the heart.

CRASH…. The ceramic vase crashed into a million tiny pieces. “I think I made myself clear when I said I wanted Lucy Noah back in the mansion but you dogs you are telling me that she got away? Right under your noses?” Blaze Noah roared in anger at the muscular men who were standing with their heads hung low. “This is your last mistake, I don’t want you to repeat it again…….get lost and don’t show me your face until you have found her” He spat the last sentence and sent them away.

That doesn't really make sense for her "Jealous much?!" she said chuckling "No Luma, more of a pity" Stella sat down and bang her arms against the bubble wall. “Luan!” Lynx screamed when he heard her call “Are you ok?” Aeriol asked. She nods and smile, making all his worries wash away. He wave his hand sweeping away the shadows coming close to them. “It’s time to get serious” Nathaniel said. He clasp his hand and a ball of fire split itself then mold into guns. He shoot every shadows he sees, while Luma keep generating them using a black tourmaline stone.