Another Light Novels & Stories

I am sending you this letter to ask if you would tell me what the summer light is. He had read this message twice and then a third time. He had written to Ruth: please tell her that the summer light in the corner comes from above rather than from the side. In summer the sun is high and the north window gives the ceiling rather than the floor. The corner is not lit from the left in summer — the north light in summer is the reflection of the high sun from the sky above, the room slightly brighter without the angle that makes the winter light quiet. The summer corner is less quiet than the winter corner.

had sent her a friend request on i*******m. Light didn't give it much importance as she thought that it might be one of her classmates, so she accepted it as a friend. Before long, she opened her page and shared a picture of rain pouring outside with the caption — "Stalker much?" Edge’s scent was always similar to this rain so she found it fitting. She couldn’t post his picture directly, obviously so this was her way. Anna, who was playing on her phone, immediately saw it and called Light. The music was loud in the party so there was a very slim chance of other people hearing her conversation. Light found a corner to lean against a pillar before picking up the call.

"Mr. Lloyd, I'd like to work for your company." "I'll come ready with my full commitment, and two of Eric's key clients. Is that enough? I can bring more if needed." A deep voice answered. "What do you want in return?" "I have no home and not a single penny to my name." "Alright. Come to my place."

Because now she felt like he was almost like Jake. Maybe all brothers were similar. Marvin found some Arclights and gave them to Lia and Aster. Lia had Arclights. The True Hate fans had their light stick called Arclight. It was a mushroom that had mood lighting. It could sense the nearest nightstick and form a shade that was not the same but complementary to it. It made everyone's Arclight look as if they were staring at a rainbow. Aster had an Arclight too. He just tweaked it so fast that no one understood.

Now I'm waiting for the count to begin. One emperor, one light. After ten minutes of silence, the light turned on. Please assist me with counting. The first five white lights flashed, then three yellowish lights flashed, one dim light flashed, and finally, one red light flashed. Thank you very much. Thank you to my grandfathers who have voted; eleven of you have done so. Those who believe we should take the saw route, please show yourself as your light has shown. Five red lights appeared first, followed by two yellowish lights, and finally one faint light.

Lucian's voice cut through the silence, a flicker of curiosity in his tone as he pointed towards an intriguing sight. I turned my gaze in the direction he indicated, and my heart skipped a beat as I laid eyes on the blinking light. It pulsated amidst the shadows, a beacon of possibility in this desolate bunker. A surge of hope stirred within me, pushing back against the weight of the darkness. "It's a computer," I exclaimed, my voice laced with anticipation. "The blinking light suggests that there might be power left in here."

As he slammed the door shut, he snarled back at them. “What were they? Baby nightmares?” Luke asked as he stared at the door. He had a green flashlight rigged to a strap on his forearm. They used green light rather than white because it interfered less with their night sight as they shifted from skin to fur. If they were caught in someone else’s beam, it wouldn’t blind them.

Holding her hand a little too tight, he couldn’t wait to grip it harder to keep it warm. The night was growing colder and the room gradually darkened. The lavender light was a bit dim, and Marilyn couldn't see the room clearly. Suddenly, the room lit up, only to reveal a yellowish light filling the entire room, scattered with stars ranging from white to golden yellow, reflecting the yellowish light, like a starry sky during the day.

He entered the club designed with different types of multicoloured ceiling lights ranging from Parabolic Carnister light,Moonflowers to Beam lights. James went straight to the bar and sat down on one of the chairs there.He immediately ordered for a drink which he gulped immediately,the reflection of the light coming from the parabolic Carnister beamed into his eyes making him remember his dead kids as their memories flashed through his mind.He kept ordering for more drinks and within a short period of time he became tipsy.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE