Everything.is Illuminated Novels & Stories

Before I can say one goddamn thing, His mark explodes in light. So bright it burns. And everything goes white.

The copper wires inside her arm made a series of loud sharp noises that made the woman fall backward into the white-tiled hatchway. The white light kept going. It did not stop at the desk. The floor under Elara's feet started to break down into a creamy liquid that tasted like lime powder. The twelve porcelain pillars of the pavilion began to lean and the glass dome above them cracked into a million pieces that looked like stars. The sky was no longer gray. It was turning a scary purple, the same color as the Unspokens ink when it is in the light of a new sun.

Then everything goes dark. **************************************************

She’ll tell me when she’s ready. When’s that going to be when she is engaged and pregnant with his kid. As we get past security and enter the club. The lights. The smoke. It’s a lot. All at once. But as my eyes and ears adjust so does my body and mind. A remix of ‘If I’m Being Honest’ by Anna Clendening courses out of the speakers at a noise canceling volume. We find a booth in the pack, to leave our bags. As we all hit the dance floor. To dance until we drop. Or until the heels start digging into my ankles. Which ever comes first.

he nods smiling and whispers “This is going to be luxurious…” We reach the stairs that lead to the lower floors of the mansion, the place where I live is a huge mansion with about 3 visible floors, made of tempered glass, it is really luxurious, elegant and minimalist to a certain extent, I am a simple guy but with good taste, it has everything a mansion should have, swimming pool, garage, kitchen, gym, recreation areas, it is a mansion and as ironic as it seems I like the light, at least here, even though I live in a world of darkness.

But with everyone watching, she had no choice but to sign her name. "Very well," Elder Thomas said, rolling up the scroll. "The ritual can begin. Everyone, please move back to the safe zone." A large energy shield enveloped the healing area. Isla shot us a triumphant look, then pushed Damien, who was lying on a gurney, into the ritual circle. "Just wait and see," she taunted with a smirk. "I'll show you what real healing looks like." The shield closed, and we were left to wait outside.

—and just as she was about to continue, the light appeared. It was not the green light of the Realm. It was not the white light of the hospital. It was something else, something that had no color because it contained all colors, something that was not bright because brightness was too small a word for what it was. It was the light of annihilation. The light of absolute revelation. The light that burned not the eyes but the self, the identity, the carefully constructed architecture of who Eliana thought she was and what she thought she knew.

GABRIEL’S POV I stood in the middle of my large study, my arms folded, a grin stretching onto my face as Thaddeus and Zara scrutinized me with their gazes under the bright lighting of the room. “Are you gonna tell us why you seem like you’re going to burst out of excitement or…?”

'' The doorman began to swipe the card and asked for the card information and then when he finished charging the money, he smiled and told the girls: ''Welcome girls to Crossroads, have a great time! Charlotte heard this and smiled and looked at her friend, they both held hands and started walking inside. Being inside, Charlotte let go of her friend's hand and began to see the whole place a little surprised, because there were red LED lights everywhere, plus there was an area where the DJ played and it was decorated in a very dark and elegant way, the place was big but cozy, had a bar where they served and delivered all the drinks, Charlotte was very excited and happy to be there when sudden

"What are you standing around for? Drag these two eyesores out of here! Do it quickly. Don't delay our party or ruin Mr. Burgess's fun!" His lackeys chimed in noisily as well. I looked coldly at Ralph as he jumped around, full of himself. Then, I took one last deep look at Gloria standing silently in the distance. Fine. Gloria had made her choice. I raised my wrist, revealing a custom communication watch engraved with the Thorne family crest, issued only to core members of the Thornes. Calmly, I pressed a speed dial I knew by heart. The call connected almost instantly. A steady, authoritative voice came through.