Bask In The Glow Novels & Stories

"You are supposed to be turned around!" His eyes were wide as his index finger pointed at me in shock. "Your um…your chest! The Triple Moon Thing is GLOWING ON YOUR SKIN!!!!" He exclaimed in a nervous excitement. Raising my brow I glanced down at myself. My mouth fell open at seeing the brand I had gotten from the necklace on my skin glowing with a luminescence.

The fungi's glow danced on the water pooling at our feet, the falls a white roar sealing us in. Drake stepped up, hands gripping my hips, his cock hard and thick against my skin. 'Gods, you're soaked,' he breathed, sliding his tip along my folds first, teasing. I pushed back, needy. 'Take my ass. Knot me deep.' Suspense built with every distant shot, every howl, but here, in this glowing haven, it was just us.

Who needs electricity when the faint glow coming from beneath my skin is enough. It pulses along my arms, golden and eerie, threading like lightning trapped beneath glass. I curl my fingers into fists, trying to contain it. But the magic wants out. It wants more. I step into the bathroom and lock the door. My reflection startles me. There’s a shimmer in my irises now, a flickering halo of something ancient. The veins at my throat glow faintly, spiderwebs of light crawling under my skin. I touch the glass and it feels too cold.

The moon hung low and luminous, casting silver light across the water. The sand felt cool beneath our feet. The world felt reduced to essentials. Ocean. Sky. Us. Then, faintly. Another chime. I exhaled. “Of course.” Gloss smiled knowingly. “Vacation mission?” “Yes.” The voice returned, playful and warm. Mission: Kiss under moonlight. Gloss looked at me, eyes bright. “Well.” “This is unnecessary.” “It is thematic.” “I do not require prompts.” “You did once.” “That was different.” He stepped closer, close enough that moonlight caught the edges of his face.

I press a hand to my mouth as laughter spills from my lips, light and uncontrollable. Before me stands a gazebo bathed in the soft glow of the evening sun, its elegant frame draped in gold and white—the colors I adore. White roses climb its pillars, their petals luminous in the golden light, while delicate strands of silk intertwine with the beams, fluttering gently in the breeze.

“Let’s make you decent again.” The event hall shimmered in blush and ivory décor, every corner glowing with soft light. A floral backdrop framed the logo: Marie’s Skincare – Embrace Your Glow. Photographers lined the red carpet, flashes going off as guests filled the hall—bloggers, influencers, skincare lovers, reporters, and a few celebrities. Anna stepped in, hand-in-hand with Vivian. The crowd turned. Applause rippled through the room, flashes popping like fireworks. Her heartbeat thudded in her ears. For a moment, she froze.

"YES HOLLY! Can I please get rid of this blindfold now!?" "...Oh I suppose." Hollis mused, watching Whitney yank the black material off with a vengeance. The brunette's eyes became big as saucers. A local art festival was buzzing only a few hundred feet away from them. Merchants and buyers alike crowded around under a string of bright white lights as lively music brought it all together. She shook her head in amazement, turning to look at a sheepish Hollis.

It was glowing. Not faintly. Not like a trick of the morning light. It was glowing with that same golden shimmer I had seen the night of my training. Only this time it was steadier, brighter, as if it had found a rhythm inside me and decided to sing along. My breath caught. The glow pulsed once. Twice. Then held, warm and alive against my skin. I stared at it, throat tightening. “What…” My voice came out hoarse. “What is that?”

It was brighter and warmer, like something waking up. I reached for the ceramic jar hidden behind my perfume bottles. Moonshade. The paste was thick and gray, smelling of bitter herbs and ash. Stay small, stay silent, stay alive. I scooped out more than usual. The mark was glowing brighter these days. I spread the paste over my chest and winced at the sting. The glow dimmed beneath the gray coating until it was almost invisible. I stared at the faint shimmer still visible if you knew where to look. I would need to be careful today.