16 Lighthouse Rd Novels & Stories

He gripped Richard’s back, his thin fingers digging into the muscle. "The terminal is in the basement of the lighthouse," Robert said into Richard’s neck. "Three miles south. If we don't get there by 04:00, the lockdown becomes permanent. They’ll flood the sector." "They won't get the chance." Richard sprinted. He didn't go for the car. He went for the treeline. He moved through the dark woods like a blur of shadow and silver light. Every stride was a hammer blow against the earth. Stay alive, Joshua, he thought. Stay alive. I’m bringing the key.

It shouldn't be, since I've never seen this man before, but part of me feels like I can trust him. Or I hit my head hard in the sea and I'm going crazy. It's one of two things. Light shines through the lighthouse door as Henderson climbs the dozens of steps toward it, someone unlocking it when he's near the top. A slender little boy with blond hair and blue eyes, about eleven if my guess is right, holds the door open for us and the heat of the room makes me shiver a little in shock. Four cream fabric sofas make a square in the middle of the room and a round oak table is between them with some seashells in a glass vase on top of it. On one side of the wall is a large open fireplace with a wid

A picture of the lighthouse from Katherine's dreams was now on the screen, and beside it was the history of it. This historic lighthouse was built in 1918 to help freighter ships reach the port town of Merytonburg safely. It is located on an island three miles from the Merytonbug Dock, and has been out of use since the late 1940's due to numerous mysterious accidents occurring on the island. The lighthouse is supposedly haunted by one of the lighthouse keepers, Ray Stalls-" Katherine's heart stopped as she read the name. Ray Stalls? But how...?

His company had severe financial deficits, and to reassure investors, he had doctored the financial reports. If this came to light, his company would be in dire straits. He had worked so hard to reach his current position. He would never let me ruin the empire he had built with his own hands. I smiled at him. "Let's end this amicably." The weather in June can change in an instant. On the way to the courthouse, it started pouring. At the last intersection, during the ten-second wait for the red light, the atmosphere in the car was quiet to the point of being stifling. Jeffery turned to look at me.

"Then let's do it." The Lighthouse was exactly what its name implied - an old lighthouse, out on a spit of land that poked into Hibiscus Bay. "When it was taken out of service," Pepper told Kyle as she pulled into the parking area, "a couple bought it and renovated it. Their living quarters are on the top floor, but the lower floor is a small restaurant. They added on a big porch to increase seating, including storm windows that can be lowered when the weather isn't so good."