Protective Light Novels & Stories

I hissed in pain, then raised my hand toward the heavens. “Lunaris…” I whispered. “Help me.” The massacre around me seemed to pause for a moment as I kept my eyes locked on the sky. Then, like heaven’s blessing, a sharp ray of moonlight descended in a rippling wave, cutting through the clouds. Pale blue energy burst from my palms, forming a translucent light shield that arced over the bridge like a dome. The pale glow rippled outward, colliding against the Eclipsed Moon Pack’s advance, halting their momentum for a short yet crucial moment.

A few students from the Priest Division immediately recognized that thin layer of a barrier. “Are you joking? Have you ever seen such a large light shield?” A student from the Priest Division stared at the massive light shield with disbelief. He was also a priest, and the light shield he could cast could only protect half of the surface of his body. However, the barrier that Steve cast was enough to cover the three of them completely!

And when I think she’s going to hammer in that last nail, she says the most unexpected and absurd thing yet. I shook my head. “That’s not possible. No supernatural being could survive a photokinesis attack from an angel. They call it the Holy White Light for a reason. It cleanses a room of any supernatural being the light touches. Dani only survived because I shielded her with my human body and that table.”

Everyone who played this game was at risk. "We'll leave about four o'clock this afternoon," she muttered. She loved being around Clara, but that instinct she'd always had for protecting those she cared about was sounding alarms all over the inside of her brain. Did Clara even have battle armor? She remembered seeing Lillian in it once. "I'm going to go visit Banshee," she finished, then whirled her wheelchair around and made her way to the assassin's room.

they all cried as they watched Luoie reach Zedrick, to which the lightning is going to strike! “NO!” Luoie cried as his eyes widened in shock. Before everyone could react, they saw that the lightning hit something before it could reach Zedrick. They stared with their mouths gaping as a transparent barrier protected both Zedrick and Luoie from lightning. “Is this…?!” they all gasped in surprise. “Yes… the power of water.” Vira nodded in affirmation as she stood beside them while watching the water from the ground and the raindrops all gathered to surround Zedrick and Luoie to protect them from the lightning.

Not to let him touch me. Don't let him touch me. Don't let it touch me. His hand stopped as a kind of white light formed around me, like a shield. I stood static watching it, looking at everything as if in slow motion. There was a white, transparent shield around me. I was confused. What was happening? -Brandon? -I mentioned his name. Maybe he knew what was going on. -Sam," he says, "you have a shield around you. You've been protected since you got here. A shield of white light. Do you know what it means?

“The broken walls are flying in the air.” “There was a blast, right?” “Yes. I saw the flames. But I don’t feel burnt.” “Something shielded us?” “What is this?” “Was anyone hurt?” “No, I am fine.” “Yeah! Me too.” The smoke cleared eventually. The people in the entire hall were covered with a blue translucent shield made of glowing blue light that blocked all the debris, flames, and smoke from reaching us. Panting, I looked around, tears misting my vision. “S-safety… uh! Ah! Amor… pack safety…” Zeve moaned, clenching my tunic tighter. Her face buried in my chest. Her body radiated blue flares that rose and diffused into the shield.

And that's when the yellow light starts become visible in his veins. It was over flowing. Spreading all over his body. His veins turning bright yellow. But Eirene doesn't stop. Taking in a deep breath. She gets ready for the final flare. Closing her eyes,she focusses all her energy. At her palms and the light intensifies more. Illuminating the area. Blinding the people.Making them place their hands on their eyes. Protecting from the light. " Noooooooo!!!" Strong winds envelope the place. Making the sand to blind the people along with the light.

It was a cosmic tapestry pulsing with a gentle, harmonious rhythm—a living grid that the denizens of a thousand different star systems called the Light of the Luna. This was not a light born of destructive solar fires or the overwhelming, blinding pressure of raw magical authority. It was a soft, pearlescent glow, carrying the exact warm cadence of a spring dawn and the absolute, unshakeable safety of a mother’s protective embrace. It was an eternal flame kindled millennia ago in a single, dark dungeon by a broken woman who had refused to let her suffering make her cruel. Now, it had expanded to become the spiritual anchor of the entire universe.