Your Name Light の小説・ストーリー

The face staring back at me was mine. "What the fuck!" I cursed as I jumped back and my butt hit the dirt. The eyes staring at me blinked. "Can you get this light out of my eyes?" The woman leaned away from the light. The voice was familiar. Was it... mine? I tilted the flashlight down. The woman was tied up in a straight-jacket. "Who are you?" I whispered. The woman shook the messy hair out of her face. "Lanie." "Are you the darkness?" Lanie's eyes knit in confusion. "Umm... no?"

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.

Later that Night Inside the house once more, the decorations still struggled to flutter in the fading light as dawn approached. Lily sprawled on the couch with her legs on Vandaulf's knees, Brenna on either side of her rubbing her shoulders, and Helena serving her a tray of soup like some kind of warrior queen. Vandaulf fed Lily morsels of mango while reading possible baby names from a new book called "Names That Inspire Confidence and Global Domination." "How about Artemis?" he asked.

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

' I wondered, feeling the weight of my broken heart. It turned out that Darren's obsession with cleanliness only kicked in when he was around me. I could still feel the dull pain of the wolf inside, but I managed to smile at Darren weakly. "Is the Luna crowning ceremony still on for tomorrow?" He froze for a second before replying, "I don't have the time. I won't make it home today. Don't sweat it. I'll make sure your crowning ceremony happens." I gave a small nod and handed him a pile of papers. "Sign this, will you?"

“Yeah, I know. You said call you by your name but I can call you girlfriend because that’s what we are right?” “I’m seriously thinking that we shouldn’t. cause you’re a bit annoying.” Braden only laughed and touched her arm. “Fine demi.” He stopped and thought for a minute before looking in her eyes. “Why did they name you demi?” “Because they wanted too. I don’t know.” Just then James came to sit on her right. He looked from her to the guy on her left. He could read their body language and knew instantly who he was. “I presume you’re the boyfriend Braden?”

He felt a low vibration in the tree-trunk, he lay both of his hands. “Luan?!” he calls. “My Dear moonlight” he said. A string of light came out from Aelius pinky, then climb up until it reaches the treetop. In the road of darkness, Stella saw a string of light wrapped around her pinky. Then another string of light appeared from the direction of Aelius. It was as if, he is reaching out for her.

I ask him, the tears drying up on their own, the anger, starting to show instead. "We're in Light&Fire academy," he repeats but that was enough to drive me insane, that place doesn't exist, we created it, I imagined it, I dreamt about it, but it's not a real place. "Paul, please tell me the truth, where are we?" I ask him again hoping for the truth this time. "Cinderella, you're Ella in the stories, and we're in Light&Fire academy," Paul says in the same calm voice, he doesn't sound childish anymore, he sounds like the ancient creature that he is.

commented Mei. “Wait!” "In the dark night I hid my secrets"

When he noticed me, he paused and swam toward the edge, pulling himself up and out of the pool with that effortless strength. Water glistened over his chiseled shoulders and down his well-defined arms, dripping from his dark hair onto his sharp jawline as he dried his hair with a towel he grabbed from a chaise lounge. He glanced at the puppy in my arms, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Her name is Peach." I looked down at her, letting the name sink in as she wiggled in my arms. "Peach?" I repeated, the name feeling oddly perfect for her.