Novels by Linda Light

"Now then, where shall we begin?" Sir Leon said, his words slow and drawn out, his voice hoarse and icy. He walked with a heavy step around the room before stopping in front of Adamax and Talia, then planted himself in the space between their chairs.Sir Leon then turned to Adamax, bending down so that their faces were level. In a grave tone, he said, "You. Let's start with you. If there's no progress with your talent, then..." Adamax couldn't stop himself from trembling as the fear he felt for this man reached new heights. In all his lives, past and present, he'd never felt this level of terror. Sir Leon was indeed an intimidating man. Despite his fear, Adamax only managed to break out in a cold sweat under the imposing gaze of the man behind the large, bug-like glasses.Just as Sir Leon was about to finish his statement, a banging thunderous alarm sounded from the four corners of the classroom, its purple light blinking. "Badrum, badrum, badrum, badrum, badrum."Adamax froze to t

Adam's heart began to pound as his mind raced with possibilities. If the Pops and the Second Russell were here, that meant they knew the person they were tracking had some connection to this dump of a school. He mumbled under his breath, "Oh no, this can't be happening."Adam needed something to distract himself from the panic rising in his chest. He had to get out of this classroom, and fast.He stood up, intending to make an excuse to leave, when Kiran bellowed, "You there! Sit down! Where are you going? Don't tell me you have done something again?"Desperate to reply to Kiran, Adam blurted out, "I just need to go to the bathroom, that's all."Kiran narrowed his eyes at Adam, seemingly unconvinced. "I don't believe you. You're a conniving little sneak. And the fact that you cheated death countless times and still counting, is evidence."Somehow, Adam found this useful as a distraction. The tension between the two was broken when the classroom door flew open and people burst in. Ev

“How did he not die!” The words like a Bang! hit hard into Adam's head, hurting his brain and echoing in his ears. It wasn't a question whoever spoke those words asked, it was a sentence born out of shock, infused with a wave of anger and a rising disgust.If it hadn't been for the fact that Adamax had experienced this before, he might not have known what was happening or where he was. But the sound of the voice, the familiar tone of the words, told him everything he needed to know, which was that he was at school again, and his other mother had done something to him once more.Adamax mumbled to himself, "I need to figure out how she does this. How does she put me to sleep without me even realizing it?" But then, reflecting on what had happened before now, he remembered that he had been about to be tracked the day before. He was alone in his room, trying to destroy the tablonnet, when he heard his mother's voice calling out to him. Her footsteps grew louder as she approached his do

In a secluded and mysterious part of Ulaetsria, two men stood facing each other, their clothes and demeanor as different as night and day. They looked like rivals, their gazes locked in a fierce and unyielding stare. Tension hung in the air, thick and heavy, as if a storm was brewing.The smaller man, not so built and not very imposing in stature, was dressed entirely in white, the fabric glowing even in the dim light. Every piece of his clothing, from his tunic to his pants to his gloves, was as white as fresh-fallen snow.In stark contrast, the larger man who was tall and muscular, had his broad shoulders seeming to span the entire room. He towered over the man in white, casting him in shadow. His entire outfit was as dark as midnight, the fabric seeming to absorb any light that touched it. Even in the dimness of the room, the man in black was impossible to miss.The man in black spoke, his voice like gravel grinding together, "Your time is up. I've given you more than enough cha

It seems that everything about Adamax 001 was centered around him being labeled as "useless." There were no details about his family, school, or even his face. Only his age and the mention of him being useless along with his talent were present. “What sort of fuckery is this?” Adamax blurted out, his voice sounding like a bratty kid throwing a tantrum. The only useful piece of information available there was a series of numbers: 002-501-670. But it wasn't just a random string of numbers - the word "day" was written beneath it. So, perhaps it was a date? That seemed like the most likely possibility he could think of. Adamax tapped the search icon and spent a few minutes typing out various combinations of letters and numbers until he was able to match the code he'd seen. He typed in "002-501-670," and pressed enter. Tap! With a decisive tap, Adamax pressed the search button. The page took a little longer to load this time, but eventually, the results appeared. “Now, this is a piece

Bleak!The tablonnet suddenly glowed brightly once more, and the padlock symbol appeared to hover in mid-air above its glass screen. The tablonnet was locked, and could not be accessed until it was unlocked. The glowing symbol almost seemed like it was taunting Adamax, challenging him to unlock the device and access its contents."That's not a problem," Adamax muttered to himself as he made his way to the bed, where he had dropped the tablonnet. He reached down and picked it up, turning it over in his hands as he pondered how to unlock it. He knew there must surely be a way.Without a second thought, Adamax set down his notepad and pen, picking up the tablonnet once more. In his previous life, he had been an expert at unlocking electronic devices, and he knew that this one would be no different. He would have it open in mere minutes.In his previous life, Adam had worked alongside Mr. Kent at a technology company. Mr. Kent was known for his temper, and whenever one of the company's

"Come, take a seat, young man," the old man said, motioning to Ivan, who had been standing by the side, watching the conversation.Ivan hesitated for a moment, but then walked over and sat down in the empty chair next to Bridges. The old man smiled at him, and Ivan felt a sense of calm wash over him."It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," Ivan said, bowing his head slightly in respect.The old man chuckled. "No need for formalities here," he said. “What's your own story?” He asked Ivan.Ivan took a deep breath and began to speak. "I grew up in a small village on the outskirts of London," he said. "My father was a farmer, and my mother worked at the local market. We were not rich, but we were content."He paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts. "When I was a young boy, my father was injured in an accident on the farm. He could no longer work, and our family fell on hard times. It was a difficult time, and my dad died making everything wo

He looked over at the table. "A game of Go?" Bridges asked surprisingly. Though he seemed surprised, it didn't show in his face.Typical game one would expect an old man to be playing.Just then, Madeline returned with the tea and refilled their cups."So, are you ready to play?" the old man asked.Bridges frowned. "I've never played Go before, but I've heard it's a game that requires skill and strategy," he said.The old man chuckled. "I understand," he said. "It is a Chinese game, and kids these days don't play games like this. All the younger generation thinks about is money and fame." He said it with a pained, serious look on his face.Bridges could sense that there was something deeper going on, something the old man was trying not to tell but it was hurting him inside.Bridges didn't want to make the old man uncomfortable by pressing the subject, so he decided to change the topic. "But I do play chess," he sai

A knock on the door broke the comfortable silence between the two men who were quietly having tea."I'll get the door," the butler said, walking towards the door. He opened it slightly and muttered a few words to the person outside before looking back and saying, "He's saying that he came with your guest, sir."The older man, to whom the butler had spoken, turned to the younger man seated across from him. "Is he the little friend you spoke about?" he asked the younger man, wearing a teasing smile.Bridges, the younger man, raised the cup of tea to his lips, taking in its herbal aroma and feeling its warmth against his skin.In response to the old man, he replied nonchalantly, "He's the one."The old man chuckled and instructed the butler to admit the visitor. "Let him in; he's the one.”The butler nodded and opened the door wider to reveal a young guy standing in the doorway, drenched from the downpour outside. His damp clothes clung to his body and his dark hair was matted to his for

It was past 6:00 PM, and most of the legal professionals had already left the office for the day. However, Ivan still had one last task to complete - a meeting with the managing partner of the firm. He wasn't looking forward to it, but he knew it was important. He made his way to the managing partner's office, feeling the weight of the day's events. When he reached the door, he took a deep breath and knocked. There was a moment of silence, and then a warm yet, domineering voice called out, "Come in." Ivan opened the door and stepped inside. As Ivan entered the office, he saw his boss, Attorney Bridges, sitting elegantly across from the managing partner, Mr. Lambert who sat behind the desk. Ivan tried to keep his composure, but his heart was racing."Close the door," Lambert, the big boss, said, and Ivan did as he was told. Lambert gestured to a chair in front of the desk, beside Bridges and Ivan took a seat. Ivan's eyes met Mr. Bridges' gaze, and he immediately felt a sense of d

Ivan was in the middle of a very productive work session. He'd been working for over an hour and a half without stopping. Suddenly, one of the paralegals came over to his desk. She was standing with her arms crossed over her chest and a worried expression on her face. Ivan wondered what was wrong.Ivan tried to sound friendly as he greeted the paralegal. “Hello, Miss Madison,” he said, forcing a smile. But he was a little worried about what she wanted. He noticed that she seemed upset about something.Madison rolled her eyes and uncrossed her arms, letting them fall to her sides. “Didn't you hear me, Ivan?” she asked. “It's not like you have something blocking your ears. Yet you still didn't hear me, or you chose not to.” She sounded frustrated and upset.Ivan couldn't figure out why Madison seemed so upset. They didn't know each other that well, and he couldn't think of anything he'd done to make her angry. She must be upset about something else. “I've been calling your name for ab

It was lunchtime, and the law firm was still quiet, as usual. L&J Laws wasn't a noisy law firm. Everyone was sensible and well-behaved. Most of the lawyers knew what had happened between James Luther, one of the partners of L&J, and their ace lawyer, Attorney Bridges. Most of them, in fact, supported Bridges.Everyone was on their lunch break and taking a break from work. Well, except for some of them who used their lunch time to do extra work. One of the lawyers, Attorney Malcolm, was on his way to Bridges' office. They didn't really talk or interact much, but this time, the lawyer had a case he thought Bridges was way ahead of and experienced. He wanted to talk to a like-minded lawyer about it.As he walked to the office, the junior and senior lawyers greeted him. But he just smiled and nodded. He didn't say anything in response. When he got to the door labeled "Attorney R. Bridges", he decided to put his ear to the door to listen for anything before he knocked. He didn't hear a