All The Bright Places Novels & Stories

I pat Bright's shoulder signing him to calm down. "Why not?? After killing my sister, you are fucking an omega! Do you want me to say congratulations?!" Bright pinched the bridge of his nose and stood up, pulling me up with him. "We are leaving," he announced. "Get ready to face your doom tomorrow," Bright said with a smirk. Before anyone could react, Luke stood up and grabbed Bright by his collar. "What are you doing? Let him go!" I yelled and tried to remove the grip he had around Bright's collar. But I couldn't even move a finger. Luke's lawyer tried to calm down Luke, but he was already blinded by anger.

The morning was breathtaking. The golden sun stretched its radiant arms across the city, kissing the skyscrapers with warmth and illuminating the streets with an ethereal glow. It was as if the world itself had paused, basking in its own reflection. The crisp air carried a promise—of power, of opportunity, of something shifting just beneath the surface. Mika stepped out of the sleek black car, her heels clicking against the polished marble driveway of Red Carpet Productions. She barely noticed the admiring glances that followed her; she was used to them. Today, however, admiration meant nothing—results did.

Without a glance back, he commanded, "Chop Jimmy up and feed him to the dogs. As for Lilyanne, strip her and send her to the red-light district. Once she has serviced 99 men, send the photographs to her husband. He'll know what to do." It was midnight by the time Derek got back to the estate. The fire in the basement had been put out, but the mercenaries reported that my body was nowhere to be found. Letting out a small sigh of relief, Derek dialed my number over and over. Yet, he did not get an answer. Just as he was about to make his 100th call attempt, his phone vibrated. He received a video recording of me being pushed into a fire pit. "Saving us some trouble, just like you wished."

[Kiss Me Harder, I Won't Run, I Promise!] The whole building was overwhelmed by blue and red piercing lights that luminously swam in the atmosphere, mischievously travelling across the whole place whilst rudely exposing people who tried to hide their evil deeds — a few of them, of course not many liked how the light approached them.

Bright

The storm outside raged against the windows of our Washington apartment, a furious contrast to the unnerving stillness inside. It was a silence so heavy it could suffocate. I sat on the couch, my knees pulled to my chest, the glow from my phone flickering with notifications I couldn’t bring myself to ignore. Headlines screamed at me from every direction each one more harrowing than the last. Bright Industries Heir Ethan Bright Engaged! Mystery Fiancée Steals the Spotlight at 50th Anniversary Gala!

But Anthony’s company had just gotten started, and I couldn’t bear to leave him behind, so I chose to stay. "You’re hopeless." That was the last thing she said to scold me, and I quickly brushed it off. Who would’ve thought that years later, we would reunite like this in a foreign land? Because I couldn’t see, I made flower arrangements slowly, and sometimes I would mix them up. A frequent customer of mine was a fellow international student. Maybe because we were both blind, he came almost every day to buy a bouquet of tulips. "Do you have any tulips today?"

It was still dark and the stars littered the sky, gleaming like a thousand diamonds. “I’ve never seen the night sky,” Ellis admitted. “Their universe is highly matured, so it is densely packed. That’s why the sky glitters like that… like it is illuminated by the stars alone and it doesn’t need a sun to brighten the planet,” Laurel said. “It’s strange that the sky can seem so beautiful even though the world is suffering,” Ellis whispered. “It just shows that the world will go on… the universe will move on no matter what.” Laurel gave her a pointed look.

Bright woke up next morning when a strong breeze displaced the curtains and the sunlight shined bright in his eyes. He stretched and saw that the breeze came from the balcony whose door was open. Ash was awake. Bright got up and rubbed his eyes to clear his vision when he saw Ash who was adjusting his thigh holsters while it rested on the sofa. In his half-asleep state, Bright forgot the trouble in their paradise and wanted to greet Ash when suddenly realization dawned upon him and he sighed, "Never mind". He whispered, rather loudly, attracting Ash attention. On any other day, Ash lips usually curved into a smile seeing Bright but today, he stared at him blankly.

"WHAT ARE you doing? Sit still," Bright ordered me, clicking on a button she had in her pocket. I yelled, biting my lower lip at what she had just done. Before we came out of the stall, Bright managed to slip in something from inside of me. "B-Bright," I called out to her, holding onto the hem of her dress. I couldn't explain the feeling inside of me as I felt the device stir my insides. "Quiet, Queen," she responded, and immediately pushed the wheelchair towards the lounge of the mall.