Cityoflights Stories

The Light's Cycle is a book about.. Who knows?

[ 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.

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.

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.

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.

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A short story about the lights of New York City.

Three girls graduate and save up for a week in Paris. When they finally arrive, no one is having a good time. But when they are on the Eiffel Tower, Grace sees their tour bus leave without them. They have nowhere to go, until Grace gets mistaken for a British heiress, Cordelia Winthrop-Scott. Grace keeps up her accent and goes to Monte Carlo, where she has to attend an auction for a priceless necklace. She meets Theo, a prince and become good friends. But will Grace keep up the disguise along with her friends? Cordelia's Aunt Alicia is getting suspicious. What will happen? Keep reading to find out!❤️

I live in a world where those who experience loss meet greatness. I live in a world that sings nothing to me. I live in a world where she's held close. I live in a world where I can't touch her melody. I live in world where I must face death. **** A short story written by ezraez66

Happy Ending "Tell me a story Give me the best you can think Make sure it is real and Relevant to reality Make me cry with the best happy ending Any story has told But it's no story unless there is Pain, anger, or passion No such thing as a happy ending No such thing as no pain Everyone suffers Even fictional characters do So make me feel their pain Let me live their life in one story" -Issa R. 🦋

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

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.

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.

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 ❤❤

This is a Fanfiction Story of The 100, before SkaiCrew came. This is the story of Lexa's Conclave. I plan to make plenty of 100 Fanfics. I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO THE 100, THIS IS A FANFIC.