Stephanie Light Books In Order Novels & Stories

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.

Amelia had cornered my mother at the lakeside. She spoke softly, "Mrs. Carden, do you know… Why I wanted to kill your daughter?" My mother's eyes bulged with fear as she turned. A thunderclap echoed in my mind. With a splash, Amelia pushed my mother into the lake. My mom struggled frantically. Alas, that place was deserted. It was the most forgotten corner of the hospital. Amelia stood by the shore, arms wrapped around herself, a glint of venom in her gaze. Her smile was wicked, each word dripping with satisfaction. "Why did your daughter have to steal the spot that was rightfully mine?

However, as I neared the staircase, a kid came barreling towards me. In that split second, I tumbled down the stairs. Agony ripped through my belly, and as I stared at the dark red liquid spreading on the floor, darkness closed in. ... Marvin stood in the sterile hospital corridor, staring at a lifeless form under a stark white sheet. He read the doctor's report, each word a leaden weight. He cursed his knowledge of the words, cursed his own feeble strength. He had clung to hope, believing time would heal.

Taking one more deep breath know when she can install the moment any longer she placed her hand on the door. The door felt warm beneath her touch as the spells in it recognized her. Waiting she stood there concentrating on breathing and not throwing. Mentally she was giving herself a peptalk that she could do this she can make it through this. Really what was the worst that was going to happen that the court was going to think she was even stranger than she already was, she honestly didn’t think that was possible at this point. Just as she was starting to feel calmer the door to the throne room swing open and the guards move aside to let her in.

✨✨✨Fated Mates: The Primords Pack Series Book 1- Alpha Blake Book 2- Beta Tyler Book 3- Alpha Kaiden (coming soon)✨✨✨ 🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️ Selene "Selene.....Selene, where are you?" The sound of my mother's voice brings me out of my trance. My mind had traveled away, back to my thirteenth birthday. Back to the day when our first shifting ceremony had taken place.

Her words floated softly into the night, a quiet promise meant only for her own heart. In that gentle darkness, Stephanie finally allowed herself to drift into sleep. Her dreams were filled with soft voices and flickering images of a future where love was kind and free of secrets. And as the night embraced her, she carried with her the memory of Clara's caring advice—a beacon of light to guide her through the uncertain days to come.

***Author's Note: Please read books 1-4 before reading this book or else you'll be extremely lost. You will not be able to read this as a stand-alone. Books are as follows: Book 1: P.S You're My Mate Book 2: She's My Mate Book 3: I'm His Mate Book 4: His Warm-Blooded Mate Please remember to leave a review, vote with your diamonds, and comment! _________________________________________ SYLVAIN

Calvin's grip on my hand vanished instantly. I did not even want to spare them a second glance, so I turned and walked away. I could feel the sting of Rebecca's glare on my back. Soon enough, their laughter was a mere echo behind me. … The next morning, I grabbed my bags, ready to hit the road. However, the moment I stepped outside, the world went pitch black, and I was out cold. When I came to, I was tied to a chair.

"She deserves better than this." What Peter doesn't know, what none of them realise, is that the Goddess has plans of her own. As the sun begins its descent toward the horizon, marking the approach of the ceremony, ancient magic stirs within the pack lands. The Claiming Stones in the ceremonial circle pulse with energy, preparing for a revelation that will shatter carefully laid plans and force long-buried truths into the unforgiving light.

Intent. “Malice,” he whispered. He tried to trace it, but static clouded his vision. For the first time since her childhood, he couldn’t see clearly around her. “Who is interfering?” he breathed. No answer came. That night, Clara dreamed. She stood on glass. Light stretched endlessly around her. The glass cracked beneath her feet. Thin lines spread outward. Darkness moved beneath the surface, alive, waiting. She reached out instinctively. “Help me.” The light flickered. No one answered.