When I Get My Name In Lights Novels & Stories

“Whatever you’re about to do—don’t hold back.” The king’s stone mouth opened. No tongue. Just darkness and the smell of drowned earth. “SPRING QUEEN.” The voice wasn’t sound—it was pressure. Inside my bones. Inside the locket. Inside Remy’s heartbeat. “YOU SHARE ONE SEAT WITH TWO OTHERS. GIVE ME YOUR NAME AND THE VALLEY BREATHES FREE.” I laughed. Couldn’t help it. The sound cracked like ice. “My name?” I stepped past Julian. Shadow and Light magic coiled up my arms, but something new flickered beneath it—white-gold, searing, lightning in veins.

They all turn toward me. They’re waiting for a speech. I look at the crowd. I see my father. I see the ghost. I see the end. I open my mouth. I don't know what I’m going to say. "My name is..." The crowd stops. The silence is absolute. I look at the lens. I see myself. And I realize the truth. I don't have a name. "My name is..." I stop. I look at Liam. He smiles. "Your name is whatever they want it to be."

"To prepare for the celebration, my Queen. They are excited. It has been… many decades. And though we survived, we have had attackers—people who didn't like that another race existed because of you. You still have enemies. They are alive. When you regain your power, they will be nothing but pests." I nodded firmly. "Then I need to get stronger dark lighting." He chuckled. I narrowed my eyes. "Why are you smiling?" "You don't need to call me Dark Lighting," he said softly. "We are not at war. You gave me a name." A real name. "What name did I give you?" I asked. He bowed his head slightly. "Theodore, my Queen." My chest warmed. "Oh. Theodore. That's a beautiful name." I smiled. "Then I'll cal

I hear a loud screem and in shock I push myself back which resulted in me falling flat on the cold tiles. That scream...that was me. "Scarlet are you okay? What happened?" Austen appears next to me, looking around for any sign of danger. "There's a voice in my head, Austen. It is talking to me." I look up to him as pick me off the floor. "A voice?" He croaks a brow. MY NAME IN MOONLIGHT, NOT A VOICE. Moonlight. "it says it's name is Moonlight." I quote hoping he'd find sense out of it.

That night before bed he said, My name is Nico Reed. And I’m not hiding anymore. I’m preparing. I said, My name is Aria Bennett. And I’m ready. Lights out. 50 days → 25 days. The world was loud. But in here, we were getting louder too.

Nothing would stop me now. As I left their room, I took one last glance at their peaceful faces. "Goodnight, my loves," I whispered. "I promise you, everything will be alright." The flickering nightlight cast long shadows across the floor, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I could feel the darkness that lived inside me stir with excitement. And a voice whispered in my head, “The world will soon know our name, Luna Wicken, and they will learn to fear it.”

She decided to send him a direct text instead, not from their wonder chat but to his message directly, she didn’t care if someone could hack it and maybe share it with the world, what mattered was that she was being available for her friend. Hey Spacieeee, I intentionally didn’t call you spacecraft because where’s the fun in it?. I hope when this message comes in, you’d be beaming with the widest smile and you’d be like “oh how amazing this turtle is”. I’m starting a petition that my nickname should be changed from Turtle to something that befits me, maybe a dove or an angel. I would think about it at night when I get bored.

I murmured before lifting it to my lips. “To Luna Amara,” someone shouted. And that was the spark. The hall erupted with cheers. The pack raised their drinks, voices mixing in a chaotic chant of my name. My name. Not as a reject. Not as a rogue. Not as a challenge to the system. But as Luna.

I straightened up my coat and pulled my gloves on a bit tighter as I neared him. “Need a hand?” I asked. He seemed surprised that someone had offered help. But he just smiled and nodded. “That’d be great. Thanks.” I hefted a big looped bundle of lights while Patrick easily grabbed all the rest, his arms looping through the centers of them. “What’s your name?” he asked. Even though I’d just cleared my throat on the way, my name had come out a little squeaky. “Holly.” “Holly?” I nodded.

"Light! That's where my name came from! Because I'm the Divine Spirit Beast of Light!" "Uh... Well, it does suit you. But why is your tattoo in the form of golden wings?" "Oh, that's my wings!" Light suddenly shone brightly, and I had to close my eyes. "You can look at me now!" When I opened my eyes, I was stunned. Light has a pair of golden wings! She looks divine! If the girls saw Light right now, they would chase her, just like what happened to me before. "Ari, let's make a contract!" Light proposed.