R Light Novels & Stories

Raven uttered firmly but Lucien only shook his head. "Let me have him," Lucien uttered grimly. "He still has debt to pay." "Be careful," Synth reminded him through the mind link. With their dark eyes and sharp claws, Lucien and Luther slowly walk toward each other as the sun rises. ***** Ed_Dianthe | Ms. Ed

I told her to keep an eye on Elliott not get her royally drunk. “I’m on my way, keep Echo with you too, she’s gonna get an earful from me” “Sure dude, just get down here” I hung up and breathed out a huge sigh. What has this night turned to? Fuck! I cursed as I rushed out of my office. ~ THE HOLE. The pink neon lights that displayed the club’s name shone down on the wet sidewalk, illuminating the long line of clubbers waiting to gain entrance. I parked my Benz opposite the scene and more or less, jogged across the busy street to the club’s entrance.

Back then, Lucas had said with a laugh, "Like anything would happen. Don't let her intrude on our private time." Still, out of politeness, I had exchanged numbers with her in the end. After a moment's hesitation, I tapped the message open. In the video, Serena was wearing a striking red dress. The straps were barely clinging to her shoulders. Her posture was seductive, and her face glowed with a smug smile. Standing beside her was Lucas. His coat was off, and his tie hung loosely around his neck. Several buttons on his shirt were undone, revealing his collarbone. His eyes were half-closed. He looked tired, yet completely at ease.

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 city lights outside blurred into soft streaks of gold and white. Her chest rose and fell in a steady, almost musical rhythm. Strands of her African-American curls spilled forward, framing her perfectly symmetrical face, brushing against her soft, slightly chubby cheeks. She looked peaceful. Too peaceful. Riven’s heartbeat shifted the moment he glanced at her. He kept stealing looks at her as he drove through the light traffic, slowing when the signal ahead turned red. Riven Romano never stopped at red lights. Never. But tonight, guided by emotions he both recognized and despised, his foot pressed the brake.

Darius who was the leader of their organization started to raise his voice. “Sorry for calling you all of a sudden. However, as members of the Starlight organization, we must fulfill our obligations to fulfill our duty to protect our citizens. I hope you can carry out your duties as professionals well.” It turned out that Lux and other friends were one of the Starlight organizations that were very rarely known by others. Their job is to protect others and help them. The organization comes from the government, the job is almost similar to the police. However, Starlight is an organization that has a special task. The Starlight members consist of professional members who have been rigorously tr

Quincy White. That name had once filled her with so much warmth and lighted her up from the inside, but now, it was all it took to plunge her mind into dread, fear, and maybe, even revenge. Quincy had been the light of her world, her little ray of sunshine, and her personal cheerleader. She had loved everything about him and she couldn't imagine her future without him.

“Yes, continue.” “Well, as you know, sunlight is broken down into three types of light: visible light, ultraviolet light, and infrared radiation,” I began. “Then, I started isolating the forms of light. Visible light has no effect on vampires, or else they would burst into flames under a light bulb. As for ultraviolet light, vampires would also burst into flames under florescent or ultraviolet light if it was the case, and they don’t.” “Which leaves infrared radiation,” Dr. Ryan finished, nodding. “You are brilliant, Dr. Reynolds.”

Luna nodded with enthusiasm. “You can ask anyone who knows jewelry if you don’t believe me. There is also a legend that says that anyone who sees the seven colors of light will be very lucky.” “If that’s true, then I need to see the seven colors of light. I’m so glad I have a small flashlight in my bag,” said one of the women, taking out a small flashlight from her bag and holding it to Rhea’s wrist. Rhea tried to take back her hand, already feeling embarrassed and guilty.

The only things that match exactly are the two machetes in leather scabbards hanging from their waists. Lights is the oldest male Miracle, born the day after Radar. His real name is Javier. He’s a slender guy of Mexican descent, just a couple inches taller than me, with olive skin and longish black hair he keeps cut short in the front to keep it out of his yellow-gold eyes. His eyes were dark brown until his Power appeared several years ago, when they turned golden. His Power, as his nickname suggests, is light. He can create balls of light with either hand, or shoot a beam of light from his eyes. As he’s gotten older, he’s learned to control the size and the brightness of the balls and beam