Cityoflights Stories

[ Sequel to Shattered ] A Flarke fanfiction "He found heaven in her eyes. And for the first time in a very long time, he could feel the stars within him begin to shine." The mystery evoking the death of the spacewalker is still unresolved when the delinquents are once again put in a pivotal situation that would take them to the city of light, where everything is at its dawn. Despite the terrible turn of events crossing their path and one undying truth waiting to be revealed, they will need to work together in order to protect the last thing they can still hold on to: humanity.

The title says it all but here's a sneak peek: She leans into the warm body beside her. She sighs softly, as not to wake her lover who is asleep beside her. she doesn't want to get out of bed because that means she's one step closer to leaving him, leaving their love, leaving every good memory they've made while undercover, leaving everything behind in Paris. Forever.

Lexa did not die. She fell into the Sleep. While the world believes the Commander is lost, Clarke refuses to let go. Lexa's body still breathes - but her spirit is somewhere else. When Lexa opens her eyes, she is no longer in Polis. She wakes in a city of light, a place beyond war, beyond death. Voices of past Commanders call to her, offering truth, power - and a choice that could change everything. To return means pain. To stay means losing Clarke forever. The Sleep was only the beginning. The real fight starts when Lexa wakes. --- english is not my first language, so be kind please. all right by the 100

Joong and Nine visit Paris, the most romantic city in the world. Unfortunately, the City of Lights isn't quite what they imagined.

In the mystical realm where darkness reigns supreme, the City of Light stands as a beacon of hope amidst the shadows. But within its radiant facade lies a web of secrets waiting to be unraveled. Enter Elysia, a young mage burdened by a dark past and haunted by visions of a world consumed by chaos. Determined to uncover the truth behind the city's enigmatic glow, she embarks on a perilous journey with an unlikely band of allies. As they delve deeper into the mysteries of the City of Light, they encounter ancient guardians and powerful sorcerers who will stop at nothing to protect its hidden truths. Along the way, they uncover fragments of a forgotten history that reveal the true nature of their world. But as they draw closer to the heart of the city, they discover a shocking revelation that threatens to tear apart the fabric of their reality. With the fate of their world hanging in the balance, Elysia must confront her inner demons and make the ultimate sacrifice to save everything she holds dear. In a tale of magic and intrigue, betrayal and redemption, "Behind the Light" invites readers on an epic journey where the line between good and evil blurs, and the true meaning of heroism is put to the ultimate test. Will Elysia and her companions emerge victorious, or will they succumb to the darkness that lurks "Behind the Light"?

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Jaha pursues his quest: convincing all of the former members of the Ark to join the City of Light. Clarke flees Polis after losing Lexa. How does she deal with her pain? How to grieve with the fierce Commander appears in her dreams? Arkadia's in a pretty bad shape, the Grounders blockade holds.

This is my first wattpad story so I'm sorry if it's bad :)

Neo City isn't what it seems to be . So is it really true Neo has each other's backs?

Based on The 100: Clarke has just recently destroyed A.L.I.E. and her totalitarian City of Light. Now, for once, everything is normal. Except for one thing: a new emotion. She feels it around Bellamy. But she can't possibly like him, especially soon after Lexa passed... Or can she? Notes: -the cover belongs to nikita-juice.tumblr.com -this picks up after season 3 -for now at least, the story will not revolve around the fact that A.L.I.E.

First girl Second girl Outside view/ shared thoughts " The higher you build walls around your heart, the harder you fall when someone tears them down." Not my art... Love y'all feel free to reach out ❤❤

Beverly Chevrolet a broke hardworking student, moves from her village to a big city with a scholarship, in the most elite privet school in France, the Strasbourg university. Elliot boucher, the son of the richest business tycoon in Paris , and the heir of Boucher Industries falls deeply in love with the Brunette. Two different worlds collided, madly in love with each other but what wins? Love or Misunderstandings? Fall in love with Beverly Chevrolet and Elliot Boucher. The rarest of beasts : the perfect romance. This extraordinary story will fill your heart with sorrow and love.

Now, as the lights of the Tower began to twinkle away and the crowds dissipated, the vendors were quick to return to their nightly duties. Red and blue suddenly washed over the large courtyard beneath the tower, illuminating their pale, worried faces, like deer caught in headlights. Marlyn and I watched with pure fascination as police sprinted in hot pursuit after the vendors, who fled like criminals running from a drug deal. They hid behind bushes, clutching their rings of Eiffel Towers to their chests as to quiet the clink-clanks of the trinkets. ~~~ Just a lil travel essay I wrote for English class.

what happens when finn wolfhard and athena angelis have to pretend to be in love, in the city of lights.

After waking up from an accident, Catherine gains the ability to see ghosts. She meets William, a spirit who claims to be her guardian angel and helps her regain the memories she lost.

He wanted to draw her. He was sure I'd be a masterpiece; not because of his own talent but because any capture of her Likeliness, whether it be a single pen stroke of the side of her check drawn by the least experienced of artists or a full acrylic portrait by DaVinci himself. She was a living masterpiece. She was more than that; she was the universe, she was everything that has even been beautiful, every laugh, every glance, every touch. She was the Universe and to be in her presence was a miracle. To be with her was a freshly cut diamond in the sunlight, that refracts and projects the colors of the rainbow, constantly in motion, dancing along nearby surfaces like a perfectly choreographed ballet. A sight to behold. He was everything she had ever dreamed of. Someone to make her feel like she wasn't trapped. Without responsibility. He made her feel like time stood still, though their time together was limited. He inspired her, for the first time in a long time she could play piano with meaning; something she thought had been lost long ago. He showed her new places, new experiences, taught her how life could be outside of her family's bubble. He was free, a broke artist working his way through school. She was a privileged American girl whose every move was carefully articulated by her parents. He was her parallel who lived across the universe.