Isekai Light の小説・ストーリー

Well, in fact, Sisu wanted to change everything, even if the soul inside Sian’s body is a completely sane person, having to see such a monotonous room every day reminds her of the vast white space that she used to float mindlessly in when she was still an orb of light. She thought that she really might go crazy indeed if she stayed a little longer in the room. It was so plain and everything was so white. Kane felt that this kind of Sian was both adorable and he just wanted to pamper her. Seeing her casually sitting at the end of her bed, she suddenly stood and walked to the walk-in closet. Sian was trying to see how the man would react. Of course, who would want anyone to let others see them

Nya opened her eyes for a second to see a warm, red light spinning around them before they were both gently lowered back to the castle rooftop. Once the magic around them dissipated, Nya watched as Slate sat up on his forearms, but she wasn’t ready to let him get up completely. “Are you well?” she asked, staring into his eyes. “Yes, I’m perfectly fine now, thank you,” he said. HIs hand came up to the back of her head, and when he pulled her to him, Nya lowered her head, and their lips met. The kiss was just as warm as the magical breeze, and it made Nya feel just as tingly and alive.

With three Sentinels, three wolf packs and other shifters, vamps and witches, we might have a chance at defeating them all. Once the light from our eyes faded, we began to swirl around the beam, while gently being lowered to the ground. By the time we reached the grass, our body's were our own and we were able to place our feet on the ground. The beam of white light had little speckles of gold and blue glitter floating through it and when I looked up, I could see the top of the beam disappearing. It was making it’s way down to us and when it hit the floor, it exploded, but we didn’t move. We knew the light wouldn’t hurt us and it didn’t. Our wolves and our human bodies absorbed the light. I

They love me as if I’m their own. When I was younger, Ishir used to find me when I’d go hide and cry alone. He would walk up to me in his tiger form, wrap himself around me, and begin purring until I calmed down and fell asleep. Zephyr is much the same. She’s one of the most kind and gentle women I’ve ever met. I know she suffered, we all know what happened to her when Cal was in the laboratory, and then when she realized that Iniko was alive. When you live like we do, you don’t have any secrets. Well, unless you’re Iniko. He seems to be the only one who doesn’t know what his life was like before he was reborn.

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.

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

Justin POV The sun dipped low on the horizon, a golden glow casting over the calm waters surrounding my yacht. I leaned against the balcony railing, a glass of wine in my hand. Isabella lay stretched out on the outdoor sofa, her legs curled slightly, her hair spilling over the cushions in soft waves. A book rested in her hands, its cover sporting the title The Glass Castle. Occasionally, she reached for the bowl of strawberries and grapes beside her. She smiled as she read, her fingers grazing the fruit before popping one into her mouth.

She nodded affirmatively to hear him say again, " By the way, tomorrow we are going to travel in our world. I hope, you don't have any objections?" || RECOMMENDED SONG: Pillow Talk By Zayn || WARNING: Chapter Contains Mature Contents!! The world around her dissolved into the ground. The numbness of her body was so evident that she couldn't even move a single limb. Ikaya dissapared after igniting the fire proudly. That startled look on Isabella's face confirmed her that Isabella knew nothing of Lucien's secret. Having the feeling of victorious, Ikaya walked out of the Quinton's castle, huffing air of arrogance proudly.

he said, voice low and strained. He had barely finished that sentence before he suddenly turned toward Serena. All the warmth and tenderness in his gaze had vanished, replaced by an icy fury. Without hesitation, he raised his foot and kicked Serena into the house roughly. Serena stumbled and fell hard to the floor. The smugness on her face morphed into shock instantly, followed by rage and disbelief. She couldn't fathom why Lucas would treat her this way. She had come to Mordeva feeling confident and smug, clearly ready to flaunt some imagined victory. She had been so sure that Lucas was on her side.

I stared at the window, watching people walking down the street, and for perhaps the first time in my life, I wondered if any of them were a wizard or a sorceress, and if so, if they had to do what I did - to always run away from something and be careful about everything they do - are they as homeless as I am? I sighed and took a sip of my cup of coffee. After looking out the window again, I saw a tall, well-built guy, about 19 years old, with dark eyes and black half-long, wavy hair, falling slightly over his left eye. His complexion was milky white, which was quite strange, as his features suggested that he was rather Italian. This young man wore dark navy blue jeans and a white shirt with