Bask In The Glow Novels & Stories

It is amazing to feel so accomplished and openly praised for it. “This is so f**king cool!” Ellinore is practically jumping out of her skin. “I don’t even know what we are doing or if the glowy thing even matters, but we are freaking glowing, Ha!” We all bust up laughing at her excitement and as we do the glowing gets stronger.

I smiled at them and tipped them an imaginary hat and they cheered for me. I cruised to a halt and jumped down from the car before grabbing my backpack and retrieving the Moon Phoenix. It glowed through the foil and I turned to look at the sunset, taking how beautiful it was against the skies. It was the reason for this glow. I unwrapped the Moon Phoenix and lifted it into the skies, towards the direction of the sunset and it let out a glow this time, it took the color of the sunset. Fiery orange, yellow, an almost red tinge, pink and purple. It let out its light, casting an ethereal glow around me.

his hand almost touches my skin making me snarl at him. But he doesn't move away rather stays still in his position with an amused expression and raised his eyebrow. I just shy away and almost snatch the bandit and mumble a 'thank you' in the tiniest voice. "Alright, No touching," he passes me a warm smile. Glow finally comes to my rescue. "Oh, she is a little introvert, Jackson. Don't mind her," why the fuck is Glow giving this Jackson all heart eyes and shit. Oh, damn yeah the boy is gorgeous, pretty much explains why?

Bella’s chair so that it would explode the moment she sat down. “Three... two... one...” Zane whispered under his breath, his voice barely audible. Ms. Bella approached her desk, completely unaware of the glittery doom awaiting her. She smoothed her skirt, adjusted her chair, and— POOF! A shimmering storm of glitter erupted from beneath her seat, filling the air like a dazzling fireworks display. It sparkled in the morning sunlight, settling over Ms. Bella, her desk, and the surrounding floor in a radiant, glittering mess.

What will the others at the Academy think if they find out? My head is spinning so much that I don’t even notice Atlas looking at me curiously, like he’s never seen me before in his life. His absent stroking of my arm has paused, and his brows are furrowed as he leans back. “You’re glowing, Nyx,” he tells me. I turn to him, my cheeks flaming red. “I guess the afterglow is a real thing, huh?” He shakes his head. “No, I mean, you’re actually glowing.”

"You need rest. Please do take some. Take care, Pyra. Always know you’re not alone in this.” With that, she hugged me and left me standing alone in the early morning light. What does she mean by glow? And then it hit me—the glow, the changes in my body... Could it be? I gasped. “Oh no!”

For in the darkest of times, the light of hope would always shine brightest. As they stood before the luminous glow, its brilliance enveloping them in a warm embrace, Sarah's eyes widened with wonder. "Do you feel that, Alex?" she whispered, her voice tinged with awe. "It's like... it's like the light is alive." Alex nodded, his gaze fixed on the radiant glow. "I feel it too," he murmured, a sense of reverence in his tone. "It's like it's calling out to us, guiding us towards something greater."

His eyes were so earnest that I could not help but smile and gently shake my head. His face fell. "Is that a no?" I leaned in and kissed his forehead. "No, you don't have to ask." The ocean waves pounded the shore daily; old waves faded, and new ones took their place. That was life—always moving forward. As if under a spell, Jeffrey had rented a place nearby and was practically camping out at my doorstep, with Sean and Max watching him like he was some kind of burglar. Then, Elaine showed up. She was as stunning as ever, though a bit on the skinny side.

A faint silver glow surrounded him. Subtle. But unmistakable. The glow pulsed softly. Like moonlight. Like starlight. Like something ancient finally waking up. Pamela pointed again. "Oh gods." Marcus groaned. "No." Pamela looked delighted. "YES." The glow brightened. Just slightly. Marcus covered his face. I started laughing. Queen Genoviva started laughing. Pamela looked triumphant. And for the first time since learning the truth about his bloodline— Marcus smiled.

"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.