Blink Novels & Stories

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."

Kimberly’s eyes fluttered weakly as she slowly regained consciousness, but the moment she attempted to open them fully, a harsh, blinding light forced her to shut them again almost immediately. The brightness felt overwhelming, almost painful, as though her senses were struggling to catch up with reality. What’s that? She wondered faintly, her mind still foggy and disoriented as she tried once again to open her eyes, this time more carefully. She repeated the process several times, blinking slowly and adjusting in small intervals until her vision finally began to stabilize and the brightness no longer felt unbearable. Gradually, the shapes around her started t

Liam said this time. I just watched the drama playing in front of me, this hunt will be interesting I said in my head. "I think I've spotted another deer" Liam's mate said. " Where is it Veronica?" Angus said. " where's it my dear " Liam asked his mate. "There" she pointed at and we saw it standing on a rock, it was a little far from where we are ,how could she see it when it's far from us I asked in my head. Maybe another gift of been a giant and giantess, they have so many gifts.

He couldn't join her today because he couldn't risk leaving the unknown guest alone. Just as he was about turning to go back inside, he saw Lily. She had something in her mouth. A small backpack. She dropped it at his feet before walking inside. He picked it up and walked inside. After giving Lily a snack for her services, he opened the bag carefully. An empty water bottle, some empty wraps for granola bars and two unopened bars were the contents of the bag. He turned the bag over, shaking the bag vigorously. Nothing else was in the bag but amongst the wraps of granola bars, he noticed a small name tag depicting one name ... Kamara.

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AVA ​The glowing green indicator on my secondary monitor wasn't supposed to blink. ​It was five in the morning. The penthouse was filled with the soft, comforting scent of warming vanilla milk and the rhythmic, distant breathing of Blake and Brooke sleeping in the nursery. Justice was at the kitchen island, quietly reviewing his molecular chemistry flashcards for the Denmark decathlon, a highlighter clamped between his teeth. Everything was peaceful. Everything was routine. ​Then, the unobtrusive background program Marcus had inadvertently taught me to build two years ago in Philadelphia let out a sharp, silent crimson pulse.

m and my brothers already are at home. "Hi guys, how was your little trip?" Samir asks right after we enter the living room but Amar looks mad sitting on the sofa. "It was nice, Samir abi. Look what I bought!" Meredith shakes her wrist to Samir excited to show the new shiny bracelet she bought. "Cute." He chuckles and Meredith joins him. Amar holds the tv remote and changes the channels at the tv but doesn't even look at us. I look at Samir and ask him silently what's wrong. Samir makes an I'll tell you later look and I leave it like this.

I click the message bubble and the conversation opens. It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!

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I said, producing a small black box. “I swear to God Minus…,” she began to protest. “Would you relax?” I said, handing it to her. “It’s not an engagement ring.” “What is it?” she asked nervously. “Just open it, you lunatic,” I ground out, and Boston whinnied in reply. “See, even he wants you to open it.” Cricket finally flipped the lid open and screwed up her face. “What the heck is this little thing?”