R 18 Light Novels & Stories

The house was quiet in the specific way it was quiet after everyone else had left and it was just us and the people who lived here. “The eleven minutes,” I said. To William. He looked up. “The light on the foundation,” I said. “You timed it.” “Yes,” he said. “Will it always be eleven minutes,” I said. “Approximately,” he said. “The exact duration will vary slightly by day and season. The angle shifts. But in April, mid-afternoon, it’ll be consistent.” He paused. “In summer it’ll be longer. The light comes from a higher angle, broader coverage.” He paused again. “August.”

Amelia continued, “I'm going to take control of my life regardless of what the public says. I'm a grown woman and I have the right to choose what goes in and out of my body whether it's a man's penis* or something else.” The vulgar word Amelia said was blurred for viewers below 18. Amelia was really not giving a fuck now. “And if you are a teenager watching this video, you can make decisions for yourself in your relationships be it sexual or not.” With that, the broadcast ended.

On the night of July 10 to 11, specifically at 11:30 am, my rite of passage began. Every young sorceress and wizard who turned 18 had to go through it. This ritual made you an official member of the magic community, and your power was fully released, giving you much more opportunities than before. The mother prepared a magic potion for her child that was to help with waking up the power completely, then the child had to lie down in a circle drawn or made of herbs and chant the spell with a mother until the power was released in the form of the white light surrounding the child.

Because he is patient He is kind He does not envy He is... VIƬƬӨЯIӨ ƧƬΛПZӨᄂIӨ Past- July 22nd, 2032 Johnny, Jessie, and I all entered The Blazing Lights. The Blazing Lights is one of the biggest clubs there is on the earth. So, it was going to be more fun than all the other times we went out clubbing. The first thing I see once entering the club is the sweating bodies dancing to loud, bass-filled music. The bright, blinding, strobe lights illuminate the otherwise pitch-black club. I guess that’s why they call it The Blazing Lights.

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.

After quite some time, I’ve received a reply so my smile was so big and bright. Grant: Yes, I’m already sleeping by now. I smiled even more and slightly laugh at his playful remark. Me: Will you go to school tomorrow? Grant: Yes, Good night. Me: Goodnight, Grant. Sweet dreams… I shook my head as I turn off my phone. I also turned off the lights and covered myself with the comforter. I remember the guy a while ago. Am I going to tell Mama about it? What if he’s a bad person and killed me? At least Mama would have a clue as to who’s my murderer.

Lalaine was shocked when she found Stella laying on the floor, the moon light illuminates her like flittering lights in the night. The crystal orbs surrounds her, slowly lifting her from the ground. She immediately called out Nana, Aeriol, Nathaniel, and Lynx. Aeriol immediately pull out Stella from the illuminating light and lay her to bed. Nathaniel and Lynx looks out the window and saw a beautiful red rose. As if the moon light blessing it. The more light it absorb, the radiant the color gets. Lynx trails back to Leis last words.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

] [It started hurting so, so much. [It hurt so badly that I couldn't even sit down.] [When I woke up again, Celia told me it had all just been a nightmare.] [Dear Diary, I'm scared.] The second Bonnie finished reading, Mom staggered backward. "What does he mean by that?" Ethan visibly panicked. He lunged forward and shouted, "Why is Henry lying? Will he only be happy if I die?" Dad's expression became twisted with fury as he snapped at Bonnie. "Ms. Leighton, this entire diary is obviously fabricated nonsense. There's no point reading any further!"

CHAPTER 8 NIGHT WITH THE RAKE WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! “H-hot uhm” Luna could not think straight and his cold touch aroused her even more, she leaned over to touch him and rubbed her hot body on his chest. She wanted to be sated but it could only be cured with him.