Novel & Cerita Death Note Fanfiction Light Abused

When the light became wider and wider from my hands, Lucifer and Belzer suddenly fainted and collapsed. “Turn that f*cking light off from your hands, human!” Belzer mumbled. “I don’t know how to turn this off! I’m not a lamp! It just lit up from my hands!” I looked at Lucifer and saw that he’s fainting the more that he get attached to the light. “L-Lucifer, are you alright?” I asked him worriedly. Afterwards, Belzer already fainted and lost his strength. So he let us go and decided to run away as fast as he can just to be able to get rid of me and to the light within me.

' 'I told you, I was triggered by something and if you were really watching, you will see that the light wasn't affecting Dark. 'It hurt him and the light pushed him away from us briefly so I believe being free from your chains and here will do it. if we channel the light towards Dark, he will die.' 'True,' Violet said, staring at her other three bounded legs. 'We just have to find out what triggered you Violet.' 'Yes,' 'So as big as you are, you're forgetful?' Raziah said. Violet snorted. 'You know, you shouldn't have done that.'

After quite some time, I’ve received a reply so my smile was so big and bright. Grant: Yes, I’m already sleeping by now. I smiled even more and slightly laugh at his playful remark. Me: Will you go to school tomorrow? Grant: Yes, Good night. Me: Goodnight, Grant. Sweet dreams… I shook my head as I turn off my phone. I also turned off the lights and covered myself with the comforter. I remember the guy a while ago. Am I going to tell Mama about it? What if he’s a bad person and killed me? At least Mama would have a clue as to who’s my murderer.

from where did it appear? I fell on my butt with a throbbing head if that's not all I could hear footsteps getting closer but I could not recognize the scent. Rouges is what I think but not that scent either. My vision blurred. One of them lowered down and all I could hear are some noise which I can not make out what it meant. Before I know anything I started to see black spots and then darkness consumed me am I finally about to die.. ------------------------------------------------------------- Zander's POV

“And do you think the same attack would work to me better than the first time you used it? Huh! You’re in over your head, and that’ll prove fatal for you!” Raising her hands, a dirty white light stretched and curled into a small ball, which hovered on her palm, echoing such a strange noise that made the hair on the back of Dark’s neck prickled. “This, my dear, will eat away your senses, and kill you slowly. You won’t even notice that you’re dying.” The shadow she’s wearing was cut off. It flew towards the ball of light where it shaped itself into a ring that rounded the ball, shooting off a bolt of sparks, making a screechy noise of two metals colliding. “Oh, look, Z has a surprise for you,

Arianna asked as she walked towards me with worried eyes, as she scanned the room. “I am alright Arianna, I just have light in injuries that’s all," I answered. And, added, "Sorry, I wasn't able to bring Stella back She… I have no idea how she is. But, hopefully, fine." I explained her the situation, making her frown. Arianna’s eyes widened after hearing what I had answered, “What do you mean by light injuries when you were locked by that creepy Jasper in the dungeon? God knows what he had done with you!” She said in an annoyed voice.

I screamed as I slid across the pavement. Anton stumbled forward, overcoming his shock over either the darkness or my sheer stupidity. He grabbed my arm and anchored us. The blackness pulled. I pulled back. The absurdity of this tug-of-war over my dead friend's body was starting to register. Was I really fighting with the absence of light? A yank sent us tumbling forward. The darkness swirled. It covered more of her body as it reached up her arm toward my hand. It felt like pins and needles as it wrapped around my arm.

I pulled it free—its glow, soft but growing, pushed back the heat. With a growl, I tore it open, letting the pure light magic flood my palm. The moment it touched air, it began to hum, sensing my desperation. Thanatos faltered for a heartbeat. “What’s that?” “A gift,” I said, and hurled it straight into the heart of his real form. The light struck him mid-chest. He staggered backward, gasping, then erupted. A deafening shriek tore through the flames, and his clones disintegrated one by one. The light consumed him, turning him to a pillar of flame, then to ash, then to nothing.

Where I felt like a crumpled mess, Rayne's gaze was blank as if he had not just kissed the life out of me. I maintain my stubborn stance even though I desperately want to flee from the foreign feelings his touch brings to me. His fingers caress my skin, harshly yet enjoyable. How am I supposed to explain this conflicting feelings. "I have no idea what you are talking about," I said in reply to his earlier statement. My voice shook as I spoke. His gaze darkened for the third time that night and the next things he said was like a confirmation to my delusional palette. "Get down on your knees, Lilith." My name on Rayne's lips right now is like a curse, a testament to my impending doom.

Shifting my gaze to the dazzling lights, I grumbled under my breath and took another sip of my drink, my thoughts drifting to my parents. I wondered how they were handling the situation, considering they usually worry over me. Lost in thought, I noticed a few more people joining the balcony. "Excuse me." I turned to see a guy wearing a black tuxedo. "Are you having a good time?" He stood beside me. "Yes." A lie slipped from my lips. "Are you Mrs. Martínez, by any chance?" He suddenly queried, causing me to look at him. "Justin's wife?" I nodded.