Phantom Lantern Novels & Stories

annoyed. Kazexian came down from the tree house while carrying five lanterns, he carried it very carefully. Then bring it here, and put it near the campfire. The lantern was in a wooden box, but that does not mean the lantern will be safe from damage. "Here I bring as you asked. There are five lanterns, for me, Kanzuka, Kim, Kazame, and you! " "Is it true? Can I see the lanterns? " "Yes, that's fine, you just stay there. I will show you the lanterns, a little fragile and easily damaged so be careful! ”

She pointed at the round, red paper lanterns I hung just before I was reminded on how I had to be a ‘committee’ in the Full Moon as well. “That’s what in the box,” I replied while quietly stacking the boxes before she realized that they fell down. “Well, that’s wrong! Which box?” She turned around right after I put the last box on top of the stack. “Uhh,” I pointed at any random box, “That one, I guess.” “RONNY!” She wailed again. This time, a boy who was drinking a glass of water beside the bleachers, spurted out the water out of surprise. “YOU BOUGHT THE WRONG LANTERNS!”

The swaying lantern swung back and forth, casting odd shadows as the boy approached Nya’s hiding spot. In her mind, she saw, as long as she didn’t breathe until he walked past Warrior’s stall, she wouldn’t discover her hiding there in the darkness. But he was walking so slowly, by the time he was standing directly in front of her, Nya’s lungs were burning. She needed to take a breath. If she did, she knew he would hear, and then, she’d have to deal with him in a way that would not be beneficial to the young man with the lantern.

Justin became more agitated as he talked. He took out his phone as he snickered, “Darryl, you’re here just in time. I’ll show you what I can really do. Wait, the lanterns will show Miss Lily’s full name very soon.” He was even more pleased when he said, “They will not only show Miss Lily’s name, it will show mine too.” The nosy crowd exclaimed in surprise. ‘Isn’t that a little too much? How is he able to show their names on all these lanterns? That guy’s indeed powerful!’

Those flickering candle lights became brighter after a while. “I can’'t hold it much longer! Old pal, are you coming back or not?” Spartacus sat cross-legged in front of the Septuple Lamps. A phantom appeared behind him, obstructing the cold wind that was blowing in from the outside. Every trace of the cold wind was as sharp as a knife, cutting into the phantom constantly. Spartacus’ face would show a trace of pain every time the phantom was attacked by the cold wind. He was risking his life to ensure that the Septuple Lamps were not extinguished.

Then he turned to me and gave me a warm smile. “Now, your Luna Queen would like to have a few words as well.” I too prepared my own little speech, and I spoke confidently to the crowd as I did before. I ended the speech with, “Though there were many lives lost… they will never be forgotten, and these lanterns represent each life that was taken over the years, either by the former Alpha King himself or by the bears.” The lanterns had the names of those deceased on them, created by Leonora herself.

It’s a full shed; a bunch of tools lined up against the wall, a rolled up floor mat also resting against the wall, an old lantern on a shelf and a number of other items. I watch Beverly rummage the shelf for something until she eventually finds it and shows me. A box of matches. “If there’s just a little bit of oil in that lantern, it will help us save up on my phone battery.” She checks the lantern for oil which I think she finds. Then she lights the lantern and soon, the small shed is bathed with the warm yellow glow of fire. Seconds later, we’re both sitting in silence on the mat. Waiting things out while my heart still thuds in an unstable manner.

He never let go of my hand. When we got to the forest, the young alpha crouched behind some shrubs and motioned for me to do the same. I followed suit. "Stay here," he ordered. "My horse is on the other side of the forest. I'll get my horse and circle back to you, but you mustn't leave this spot." "I won't leave this spot." I promised, but he shook his head. "No," he said. "Those people will kill you without feeling remorse if they find out you're here. Swear it. Upon the Moon Goddess."

“She’s not an ordinary wolf!” Marcus spun to look at her, his dark eyes flashing with incredulity. “What the hell are you talking about?” His voice was edged with disbelief, fear, and a mounting protectiveness that tightened his chest. The healer took a deep breath, steadying herself. “The lantern of life…” she began carefully, her tone measured but heavy with weight. “It symbolizes the very life of a wolf. Only wolves of Royal blood carry it. Its glow reflects the essence of their vitality. If the light of the lantern dies, it means the owner of that lantern has died. And if it flickers… if it is unstable… it means the wolf is fighting for her or his life.”

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i