Your Name Light Novels & Stories

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Before names. She said it aloud. “First Light.” "Names are how you contain. I am not here to be contained.” The shimmer thickened. Within it, shapes moved—impossible geometries, familiar only in dreams. She glimpsed a tide of unborn stars. The breath before wind. The echo of fire learning to burn. "You carry a flame that does not belong to you.” “Kael gave it.” "No. He was it. And you took him in. That is not the same.”

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.”

It pushes into me, through me, around me. YOU ARE LATE. My throat tightens. “Who—who are you?” THE OTHER. THE ONE WHO REMEMBERS BEFORE LIGHT. THE ONE WHO WAS SEALED. THE ONE WHO SHARES YOUR NAME. Something cold coils around my ribs. “My name is Aria,” I whisper. NO. A pulse of shadow. YOU WEAR A MASK OF FLESH. REMOVE IT. “No—” REMOVE IT. The darkness grabs hold of me, ripping at the light the First God poured into me. My body splits into brilliance and shadow. My scream fractures.

The land began to wobble as the clouds turned out glimmering; colors played from blue to white, and gold which made me glow. "Aksha…" The disembodied voice filled my ears in desperation. I clutched myself as I turned around, but no one was there. "Who are you?!" "My child, come and see the light. Make it glow to your heart as the aureate eyes emerge. Accept the changes because fate has arrived to rule again." "What—" "Lunaria is the name…go, and seek for who I am." The illuminating light swallowed me wholly, and heard her add, "The one who lights the world when the dark comes."

SERENA'S POV. I walked faster, hoping to emerge from some glorious place that would lead me into paradise. I'd find a way to send word to Lucas, and ensure that he knew of the Alpha's plans to murder me. Hope lit in my chest, and I increased my pace, only to stumble on something hard, and fall with a grunt that echoed all around. The candle went off. “No, no, no…” I whispered, and looked up, only to find the light I had seen completely gone. How come? I had definitely seen light signifying that I was approaching the end of the tunnel.

“Do you… Do you believe him?” “I’ll know better what to think in a few days when we’ve talked some more,” the doctor confessed wryly. ‘Well... Now I’m here to ask you how to get in touch with this fellow… He’s French or something… Maurice… No, Moreau I think is his name…” “Christophe?” Lara gasped. “Do you think he’d see me? I want to tell him that Kenneth needs criminal charges right now like he needs a hole in the head!” Sam Elliott delivered grimly.

He let out a small huff, "You owe me more than just that." I looked up quickly, our eyes locked, and suddenly I found myself lying down with him close. "I meant what I said before. I want you to be with me." I tried to wriggle free, "Mr. Lloyd, you can't be serious, please let me go." His eyes looked so sad, and I felt a tear from his eye touch my face. "Wendy, don't you remember me at all?" "Mr. Lloyd, you..." "Just call me Thomas."

“Who are you supposed to be? And, why am I here with you now?” She laughed again, ‘I am you,’ the light zoomed up to me, growing to the size of a person. A slender arm separated from the bright light, reaching through the darkness to grab my hand. With a light tug, I was pulled into the light with her. I found myself floating in the center of a giant glowing orb, staring at… myself. ‘I believe our mortal mother named us Selene after our self, but we’ve gone by many other names through the eons, Luna, Mani, Chandra, Artemis, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, Soma, even a face of Hecate, to name a few.’ “Our mortal mother?” the only mother I had known had turned out to be my aunt. With a soft smile, she re

his voice was so loud that it almost broke someone’s eardrums. “There is a new market in town, Sir. They offer a lower price and the same effectivity as ours—” “And what the fuck does that company’s name at?” “Lightning. It was not the actual name but only a logo. And they called it Lightning, Lord Damon,” “And so? Do I look like I ducking care if they sell cheap and had the same effectivity as ours. Then do your fucking job!! I didn’t hire you for nothing prove me wrong that you can still bring back the lost money,” he paused.