When I Get My Name In Lights Novels & Stories

His eyes softened as they flicked toward me. I blinked, caught off guard. The name had been in my heart for months, though I’d kept it to myself. Slowly, I smiled, turning my gaze toward the tiny miracle lying beside me. “Starr,” I whispered. “Her name is Starr. My light in the chaos."

Tory I tell her I’ll be okay going with her but she can’t leave me alone with his friend and we hang up I almost forgot where I was for a second until I turned around to see our guest and now I’m thinking maybe she wants to have the last say so I tie him back up to the table instead of the chair this time give him a little water after he is secure I cut off all lights and head home thinking to myself maybe I need a night out n a few drinks I also need to start looking for the creeps that hurt me I have two names but that’s it all roads lead me to nothing more on them Now that I’m home I look for something to wear for the double date I haven’t been out with a guy since Milo so I might as well

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

He was wearing the same clothes he had on when he gave me his jacket. “Yes...” Was my breatheless answer before I awkwardly struck out my hand with a wide smile on my face. He chuckled, his baritone voice rolling over my skin and setting my heart on a marathon race before he took my hand. The way he closed his hand around mine made me feel like I was protected. “Nice to meet you, Light.” He said. I wanted to correct him, to tell him my real name and all my deepest secret, but I kept quiet, enjoying the mystery the name created. “The name suits you.”

I stuttered, the sudden pressure of being put on the spot settling on my shoulders and adding a light pink tint to my cheeks, "like maybe, victorious. Lunar Victorious, something like that." "I like it," Brandy giggled, smothering her laugh with a hand over her mouth, "Let's call the team that." "Yeah," Ryder spoke up, grinning at me, "Lunar Victorious, looks like you named the winning team, Ruby."

Cynthia and Maeve touched my hands, while Matthew escorted me to the stage. It was time to show them who I am, and what I could offer. When I applied for this deal, I didn't know anything about grandfather. Now I do. I will do everything in my power to get it back. As I walked down the stage, L's Design was plastered boldly at the top. They are shameless, they couldn't even change it from the original name my grandfather gave to it. I walked up to the stage, and my assistant helped me connect my system to the projector. I looked at all the faces at the high table. I wanted to know their faces, know who is my enemy and who isn't.

NATALIE. The light is emanating… from her. All silvery and soothing. Like the moon. Every time she moved closer, the darkness vanished until she was standing right in front of me, and the whole place was bathed in her light. “Who are you?” I ask in awe. “You know who I am, Lyra.” “My name is…” I falter, unsure of what to call myself. Lyra was the name my parents gave me, but I have only known it coming from Willow's lips.

Caleb grabs my hand but in the same instant, the overhead lights cut out. Darkness crashes in. And someone not Caleb whispers my name behind me. “Saphira.”

She said, "Thanks, Valerie. I'll be back at the office tomorrow, and I'll participate in the GDA in a few days. If I win, it could take our company to the next level." Valerie thought about how Seraphine had always operated behind the scenes and suggested, "You've always kept a low profile, and this competition allows pseudonyms. How about you use your old alias, L, for this?" That could work. Seraphine said, "I'll do just that! I'll see you at the office tomorrow." Valerie felt at ease, seeing her energized and ready to throw herself back into work. She smiled and nodded. "Alright!"

For a moment, I couldn’t move. What? My name… my name was echoed in magic and light, repeated by the crowd, stamped into the very air. Spotlights beamed down, searing warmth into my skin. Golden-silver magic curled around my arms and waist like threads of destiny. I blinked. Wide-eyed. Disbelieving. My knees threatened to give way. Was this… real? “Zane,” Elaris said, her voice gentler now, but no less powerful, “step forward.” I did.