Phantom Lantern Novels & Stories

Symbols faintly glowed along the brass frame—spirals and wave-like markings she had never seen before. “Those weren’t there,” she whispered. “They reveal themselves to each keeper,” Alden said. The air inside the lantern room felt heavier now, humming faintly. Like the inside of a seashell pressed to the ear. “What is it?” she asked. “That thing.” Alden hesitated. For the first time, uncertainty crossed his face. “We called it the Drowned One.” Mara swallowed. “That’s not a real answer.” “It is the only one I have.”

She definitely was a worse teenager than him. She wasn’t sure whether she was acting as his parent, elder sibling, babysitter, or deadbeat older friend who still hangs around for some reason. She felt a strange mixture of all three of them and was happy to let him continue on using her as a support system without anything in exchange. When they had made the foundation of the light fixture, a three tiered lantern with wooden dowls lining each and every level, measured out using the largest box of light bulbs that Lila had found at the supermarket.

Various goods appeared exquisite under the dim glow of the lanterns. Emma ordered the horse to stop and walked ahead to a stall. The stall was covered with lanterns, which, compared to those commissioned by the Seldom Clan, were naturally coarser. However, the warm light shining down created an ethereal ambiance, much like a child with a beaming smile, utterly adorable. Emma lowered her head and picked up a lantern in the shape of a rabbit, lost in the sight of the rabbit's pink eyes.

She quietly lifted up the pink scarf, and also lifted the curtains of the flower palanquin. She poked her head out and saw under the eaves on the street was a string of red silk lanterns, so red, so pink, so pink that she couldn't see the beginning, nor the end, but she knew. , this row of lanterns runs straight to Guun phu. A row of lanterns runs on both sides, one side is her wife, the other is her future husband. For one side, it is a deep remembrance, and for the other side, it is confusion and incomprehension.

Rose looked at the simple white lantern, noticing no difference, “Is there any different lanterns?” “There are ones in different colors but also those ones that are custom made. I heard there is also special ones for wishing, celebration, and all other different occasions.” Dominic then brought the lantern near her, “But this one is special. The one and only kind that you would never find again in this world.” Rose who was intrigued looked at the lantern again, “What’s the difference?”

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“Colton, what are those?” Daisie pointed to the stall under the bridge that was selling river lanterns. The lanterns looked colorful—some looked like animals, while some looked like flowers and plants, but all of them were very delicate and beautiful. Maisie walked up to them. “Those are river lanterns.” “Mom, I want to set some lanterns off the river.” Daisie blinked, looking very curious. It could be seen that Daisie’s mood had improved recently, so Maisie agreed to her request in order not to kill her mood. “You can go, but be careful. Don’t play by the river.”

said Eirian with a yawn. “Already?!” Dorin asked, surprised. “Well, at least you finally got your phasma core.” “A phasma core?” Dorin asked again. “A thunder god’s phasma core,” Pan Phineas explained. “Since our element has such destructive power, it has been a Heilig tradition to keep our phasma in a cradle or core where it can sleep until we need its power.”

Kade POV Ricci had been blowing up my phone all morning informing me that information on his laptop had been leaked to the Sinaloa’s with Phantom’s trademark signature (a grim reaper emoji). The emoji had been something I had started years ago when I posted a ghost emoji anytime, I came across another hacker. Phantom had been dormant for almost 6 months. Why was he appearing now? What was the purpose of leaking any information? Was it in fact Phantom? Too many questions invaded my brain. I handed Evelyn a thumb drive with all of the information that I had.

Thunder booms overhead, and lightning cracks the sky in two, illuminating the darkness all around us in vibrant blue light. There’s a soft click, then muted yellow light erupts all around me. It startles me, and I jump. “What is that?” “A solar powered lantern,” he murmurs. He’s soaking wet. Water drips from his hair as he rolls out a second sleeping mat and begins to unbutton his shirt. The fabric clings to his body as he roughly tears it off and tosses it in the corner with my wet clothes. His eyes slide to mine then inspect the shirt I’m wearing.