Untouchable Lady Light Novels & Stories

“Untouchable?” “Yes,” Camelle said with a smile. “But still warm enough to let people in. Like now.” Lyra didn’t answer right away. Her lashes lowered, brushing against her cheeks, as silence filled the space between them. She leaned back slightly, gray-moon eyes sweeping over the firelit room. The golden glow of the hearth softened the carved wood, and for once, she didn’t feel drained or fragile. There was something different tonight, a curious light inside her chest.

“It wasn’t until this morning that everything finally sank in.” As I wiped away tears with a shaky finger, Kent wrapped me in a warm hug. His gentle voice whispered reassurances into my ear. “Hey, it’s okay... we’ll get through this. Together.” His hands cradled mine, chasing away the chill with the comfort of his touch. A waitress approached our table with a warm smile. “Good morning! Welcome to the Chavalet. What can I get for you both?” “Just coffee for me,” Kent said, nodding toward me. “And you?”

I opened my mouth to respond but no words came out. Just then the light began to dim. I brought my hand down to see what it was. The light finally dimmed down and the beautiful figure of a lady appeared. She was tall and slender, dressed in a long glowing silk gown designed with flowers. Her hair was the darkest and longest I've ever seen. Around it was a ring in the shape of a crown and golden beads hung from it, designing her hair and adding beauty to her face. Her facial features were that of an angel, perfect in every way. Her aura was celestial, graceful and majestic.

the lady unbottons two at the top of her shirt, revealing more of her pink neon bra. Shyra stood in disbelief, "Excuse me, I'm standing here" she spat at the lady in the counter and glared daggers at her. "Shyra, what is with you? She's just being funny, god-" Shane retrieves the card from the lady and whispered out an apology to her. The lady smirked at Shyra, "It's fine, sir. Must be a handful handling a

'I guess this is the Demon Leader of some Poor Wonder Royalty. "You've come." Suddenly, a sweet voice traveled into Lucas' ears. "That's right, I've come." Lucas smiled and replied. The lady turned around. After turning around, the sight of her left Lucas stunned. She had silky, smooth skin, prestigious aura and there was a very nice scent coming from her. With the sunlight shining onto the lady's face, it made both herself and the sunlight glowed brighter, to a point that no one knew for sure whether it was the sunlight that was making her glow brighter or the other way around.

Untouchable. Judith had never believed in ghosts until Annie McBrown came back from the dead as Annie Yin. That evening, back in her walk-in closet, Judith sat on the plush velvet stool in front of her vanity, eyes locked on her reflection. The soft lighting from the crystal sconces cast a warm glow over the marble counters and mirrored walls, but it didn’t touch her. She had taken off her makeup, scrubbed away every layer of concealer, foundation, and highlighter, yet she hadn’t moved since. Her skin was bare, almost pallid in the low light. Her scarf—silk, white, embroidered with tiny golden leaves—still clung to her neck like a noose.

Before her, Vince's grin widened, and so Sephora took a step forward. The Lady of light walked up the the Lord of darkness, with her shoulders back and her head held high. And watched the Lord give a low bow, before straightening and offering her a large, tanned hand. Sephora took his hand without hesitation, marveling at how someone who lived in shadows and darkness, could be so tanned - maybe he could let her father in on a few pointers of how he did it. But Sephora quickly shut out the thought, thinking about her family wouldn't bring them back, or help her get the information she needed.

At Crystabel's home, herself and Anita were now in Anita's room as Anita was still trying her best to persuade Crystabel to come with her at Lady-T's party which was always known as the wet cunt party. It was Lady-T's birthday and she doesn't fail to celebrate it every year. Inviting different kinds of ladies. Those with little ass and little boobs, big boobs and big ass and those with little ass and big boobs. So many ladies were always present at her party and no man would want to leave the party so early without having a taste of those pussys.

Lily stared at it, and I could see the fear in her eyes, fear that matched my own. Elena, sensing the hesitation, turned toward Lily and whispered, "It's okay, Lily. I'm scared, too, but this is for Winter." Lily hesitated, but then she took a deep breath, her hand trembling as she reached toward Winter. The moment her hand touched Winter's, it began to glow with an ethereal blue light, even brighter than the green that Elena's hand emitted. The two lights mingled, growing brighter, and before I knew it, the light became blinding—so bright that I could no longer look directly at it.

“I can work around it.” It was indeed a bit hard to put on the dress without messing with my hair, but I finally did it. I was glad that Mom chose a long dress because it would be hard to hide the jagged scar I had on my left leg. It frustrated me how my healing power couldn’t just make the scar disappear, but Mom said that it was because I was hurt by silver, which would actually be fine if I had mastered the power of resistance. Just after I dressed up, my door was knocked again. This time it was Selene, with her beige, embroidered dress. She was holding a make-up bag.