All The Light We Cannot See Audiobook Novels & Stories

Morvane's expression darkened. "And if it sees through her?" The First Light looked at Liana. "Then it may eventually see through you." Silence returned. --- Liana walked toward the window. The stars outside were shining again. But now she couldn't stop wondering whether something was looking back. She placed her hand against the glass. "How do we stop it?" The First Light remained silent. The First Shadow answered. "We don't." Everyone turned. The silver-eyed ancient being stood near the entrance. "We cannot destroy what we do not understand."

The lead-lined door does not buckle inward the way a door breached by force buckles. It melts. The cold white light eats inward from the edges of the frame, and the meter-thick titanium runs like wax down the jamb, and through the slowly widening gap comes a glare brighter and purer than anything the grey Harvesters carried up the spine, a white so total that it has no visible source and throws no shadow anywhere in the room, the same light I watched eat through the nursery’s magnetic seal a lifetime ago, the light that belongs to the thing that herded me into a dark room and named me Subject Zero.

he nods smiling and whispers “This is going to be luxurious…” We reach the stairs that lead to the lower floors of the mansion, the place where I live is a huge mansion with about 3 visible floors, made of tempered glass, it is really luxurious, elegant and minimalist to a certain extent, I am a simple guy but with good taste, it has everything a mansion should have, swimming pool, garage, kitchen, gym, recreation areas, it is a mansion and as ironic as it seems I like the light, at least here, even though I live in a world of darkness.

His lips trembled uncontrollably, unable to utter a word of protest. "Naomi, don't leave me—" Amidst his repeated pleas, I walked arm in arm with Dylan, step by step, without looking back. On the way home, I asked Dylan to take a stroll with me. The river along the path reflected the city lights, shimmering with ripples. As we walked, Dylan's eyes crinkled with a smile, full of tenderness. "Back then, I was planning to confess to you right here." But at that time, he didn't get to see me.

"Only one way to prove that." "Careful, wife." I warned, my voice low and teasing. "I always rise to a challenge." She laughed softly, her gaze falling to the book she’d closed. "Do you know what this book’s about?" I glanced at the title again, pretending to think. "A family, right? Something about poverty and resilience?" She nodded, seeming a bit surprised though she had found the book in the beach house, probably assuming I've never read it. "It’s about overcoming tough beginnings and finding beauty in broken places. It’s sad but also hopeful." Her voice softened and she looked thoughtful.

“Something real. Not a memory of a party or a name of a person we both hate. Tell me something you see right now.” I looked around the room. I saw the way the firelight danced on the gold leaf of the book spines. I saw the dust motes dancing in the air like tiny, silent stars. I saw the way the shadows made him look younger, softer. “I see the fire,” I said, my voice low and melodic. “It’s dying down to embers, a soft, glowing orange. It looks like the heart of a mountain. And the books… they look like a city of paper, all standing at attention, waiting for someone to listen to them. And I see a man who is far more than the darkness he’s been handed.”

The wind is starting to die down, but they are forming a concentrated ball of darkness in the middle of the compound. Their screaming stops, and they start laughing with menace before speaking in whispers to us all. "Your light. Shadows are external, so you left us no choice. The light must die, and we will rise again in the next generation". The ball turns into a spear and heads straight to Lewana's chest, entering her body and knocking her to the ground. I scramble across the ground to her side and pick her up in my arms. "No. No. Come on, baby, stay with me".

No night air. Just silver. Bright. Endless. Flooding my eyes, my mouth, my lungs. “Wait,” I choke out. “Not like this.” The light does not burn. It presses. Heavy but not cruel. And then a voice fills the space around me. Not loud. Not soft. Just everywhere. You ask for clarity, child of my line. My knees give out, but I do not fall. There is no ground to fall to. “I didn’t mean like this,” I whisper, my voice shaking. “I’m not ready.”

it stated there that the curse could never be broken, unless with a special power of the chosen one. "Damn, so what we saw was real, you also see it right? when he picked you up at then claimed you as his? you see his hand turned human-like, even paler color than mine?" I looked both at Walter and Shani, as all of us were remembering that exact moment.

Another pain wracks my body, but I make no noise. Loud noise resounds all around us, but this time within the cavernous room. Abruptly, a light comes on, sending the room into a bright, white glow. I’m instantly blinded, but my vision slowly returns. He is coming for us. He’s here. I just hope that it’s not too late. Chapter 1 Two months before …