Glaring Through Oblivion Novels & Stories

I also told him who was the one who feed me lies, he took my phone, made a call and he fired him. "I love you, Stefan." I said before placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I've missed your lips so much." "So did I, baby girl." He pecked my lips. "So, I have two news. The first is the band of skulls mask are dead, there was a massive fire in the outskirts of the city and that's where they were hiding. I'm guessing your ex was involved with them. Too much coincidence that all of them were hiding there." I told him.

Or whatever I'm up with. I reach for the glow stick strapped to my right thigh. I shake it and toss it into the darkness ahead. I throw another behind me. The wall separating this room from the tunnel is nothing but a pile of bricks. The television is broken, there's no purple color on it meaning La Reu didn't know what happened, yet. I pick up my glow stick and throw it into the tunnel as far as I can. Nothing. I take the other one, and put it on my left arm, preparing myself for whatever waiting at the end of the tunnel.

I reached down and picked up a shard of broken glass from the floor. Holding it up, I angled it toward my reflection. For a split second, I didn’t understand what I was seeing. Then I did. There was no white. No iris. No pupil. Just black. Endless black. Like the night sky without stars. Like the abyss itself had settled inside my skull. The Void had answered.

I am dropping into an abyss of darkness, freefalling into a pit of despair. They say that your life flashes before your eyes when you stare death into the eyes…well, that is BULLSHIT. The only thing flashing in front of these eyes is the fury that I am feeling as a fire sets course from my core to every corner of my body.

Why is it so dark? In the eyes of others, Gloria was standing there motionlessly with a face full of horror, but they did not know that Gloria had fallen into endless darkness. Gloria was suddenly blind, but her hearing was keener. She could hear the jeers of the girls around her. For a moment she thought, 'If I could die like this, it would be for the best.'

My heart pounded in my chest as I stared back, unable to move, unable to look away. But just as suddenly as they had appeared, the eyes vanished, swallowed by the darkness of the forest. I rushed to the window, but there was nothing there—only the silent, oppressive night. I swallowed hard, the image of those glowing eyes burned into my mind. Whatever was out there, watching me, it wasn’t just an animal. It was something more, something that had been waiting for this moment.

Several confused looks turned toward me. Kael immediately reached my side. “Who are you talking to?” I stared at him. Then at everyone else. Their expressions made it clear. They could not hear it. Only I could. The voice laughed softly. A beautiful sound. The answer echoed through me. “You are not ready.” A sudden burst of pain exploded behind my eyes. I gasped. Silver light flashed across my vision. For a split second, the battlefield vanished. The fracture disappeared. The Forgotten Ones disappeared. Everything disappeared.

The crimson glow in her eyes had deepened, weaving through the black like cracks in glass. “It’s inside me,” she whispered, horrified. “It’s already inside me.”

I reply. I press my hand to the center of the binding circle, and the runes sink inward, folding space around the darkness like a closing fist. “Oblivion is not death,” I say softly. “It is irrelevance.” The last thing I feel from it is fury. Then… Nothing. The silence that follows is profound. It's not empty. It's complete. The world exhales and in that exhale, I feel them. Brynn. Frynn. My twin mates.

My body screamed—every muscle aches, every bruise throbbed like a drum. I tried to push myself up, reach for anything. The last thing I see before darkness drags me under is that faint, almost invisible glow—a tiny red light blinking steady from its hidden corner. Quiet Unyielding. A silent damn testament to the fact that, somehow, I won.