Bleaching Light Novels & Stories

I bent the light, ignoring refraction, ignoring scattering. I pulled the sun underwater. The beam of concentrated solar energy hit me. It hit the kelp wrapped around me. Normal photosynthesis is a gentle process. A plant takes a sip of light and makes energy. I force-fed the kelp a fire hose of light. Overload. The black obsidian leaves turned white instantly. The internal chemistry of the Architect’s plants couldn't handle the influx of pure, unfiltered solar radiation. The water around me began to fizz. Not boiling oxygenating. The kelp was producing oxygen at a rate of 5,000%. The stalks swelled. They blistered. STOP, the Architect screamed in the water. TOO BRIGHT. TOO LOUD. Choke on it,

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.

Until she noticed Nomo's expression of cold, wide-eyed terror. "What in the Elder's name?" Nomo whispered, looking about as this blue light rapidly diffused through the scattered fissures in the ancient stone until the entire center slab shone as luminous as a lighthouse beam. This light did not stop illuminating the concentric rings that surrounded it; instead, it shone with a brilliance that could be seen through the scattered brush, and this light did not stop either. When it reached the outer ring, it diffused through spiderweb fractals on the earthy soil as if this light were seeping through scattered fissures and ley lines on the earth. And when it reached the surrounding treetops, thi

ANNALISE In an instant, a mesmerizing light floods the area, captivating my senses. It shimmers with neon rainbow hues, casting a spellbinding glow that engulfs the space. The once-present ceiling has vanished, merging the radiance of the full moon with the vibrant colors. Struggling to shield my eyes from the blinding brilliance, I blink several times. My gaze shifts to my three motionless companions, frozen in time.

The sun, pale as it was, hit the mirrors. The light didn't just reflect, it intensified. A beam of pure, blinding white light slammed into the center of our procession. It hit Killian directly. He let out a sound I never thought I’d hear from him. A high, agonized scream. His shadow wolf, the massive black beast that lived beneath his skin, recoiled. The Northern Sun-poisoning was a mixture of concentrated UV light and atomized silver dust being shaken from the cliffs above. "Killian!" I lunged for him as he fell from the sled, his skin beginning to smoke.

--- Light poured out of Baylee. Not like last time — wild, violent, uncontrolled. This was focused. Clean. Beautiful. The clearing filled with pale fire that hummed, not burned. The Veilshades shrieked, their warped bodies twisting in pain as their shadows peeled away from them like shedding skin. Where the light hit living earth, color returned. The frost melted. The air warmed. “Bay!” Melody gasped. “Hold it steady!” Baylee grit her teeth, muscles trembling. She felt Jade hammering at the inside of her skull, clawing at the bond, trying to pull that light into herself.

It seemed Pete had better taste in things like this. “Are you frequent?” She asked while looking at the bar's interior. The lights were dim but bright enough to spot irregular activities but there were some tables with darker lights than the others. “Yes, my friend own this place. We come here to chill some weekends.” Amelia nodded, maybe she got him wrong. Maybe not. “Aren't you going to get me drinks?” Amelia asked. “What do you want?” “Tequila. Five bottles.” Pete smiled, “Okay.” Even though he wasn't going to get as much as that.

They all reflected the blinding sunlight and Chu Xun had to squint a little. "This is called 'Staggering Light'." Qian Lei said. All the golden blades danced in mid-air, creating numerous golden patterns, and they were as blinding as flashing lights. Chu Xun had to keep his eyes shut, for all he could see were the golden silhouettes of the blades. Swoosh!" One presbyter jumped into the air and aimed his blade right at Chu Xun. His blade let out a screech as it sliced through thin air.

The light danced around us like disco strobe lights, reflecting the hues of indigo, red, orange, green, yellow, and blue. It was like a rainbow had come down from the skies to grace us with light. What is this?

Noah kept his arms wrapped around me, hugging me from behind. The lights went on and the room came alive. Silver everywhere. The walls were a light blue. The one window in the room was covered with heavy velvet black out curtains. I couldn't tell if they were a dark navy blue or black as they shimmered in the light. It was softly lit by installed ceiling lights. In the far corner a standing shaded lamp stood but wasn't turned on. The lighting was intense. From underneath the bed it a deep blue danced up to the ceiling resembling the night sky. It was beautiful but probably meant more for safety then aesthetics.