Glowing Figure Novels & Stories

The reality that this really could be a trap throbbed everywhere, but so did the desire to see this through. Persistence won, and she mumbled forward, squeezing herself between tree trunks to get to the other side— “Oh.” There were flowers everywhere, but they were dying. There was a cavern off to her right illuminated by the fog, which was giving off glittering light…and in the center of that cavern was a man in the flesh, his lower body filled with black spots and multiple scars. The top part was coated in glitter, extending up to pointed ears and a head of matted white hair. The glitter shimmered as the figure jolted at the sight of her.

The Architects' murmurs were drowned, swept aside by a single deep resonance. The corrupted numbers stopped, their advance spasmodic and bewildered. They recoiled away from the golden radiance, which was incinerating their shadow-forms with a searing explicitness. "He's fighting them!" Gloria panted, amazement in her voice. "He's fighting them using the raw energy of the Lode!"

Regret crashed over me like relentless waves. As the years rolled on, it felt like relentless waves were pummeling me, each threatening to drown me. However, no other girl came to my rescue. No girl swam through the storm to pull me to safety. In the moments before I drifted away, my head throbbed with pain, and I could barely make out the sound of a sweet but frantic female voice. "Doctor, we'll pay whatever it takes. Just... Please wait. I'll sell this bracelet and be right back with the money for his treatment."

I began searching with my hand until it caught something, something that felt like a rope but certainly not a rope, I pulled it out only to be face with a glowing icy blue amulet. I laid the amulet in the space of my palm staring keenly at it, the glowing had died down, and the mirror is back to normal. I really don’t know what to do with this, I touched the egg shaped amulet and it started glowing again, it glows bright white, the brightness blinded my vision and the whole room. I opened back my eyes and there was a figure backing me, a female figure, she was clad in a beautiful white dress; a shiny dress to be precise, her black silky hair giving her the best back view. “Who are you?” I as

One of the figures dipped a thin, curved obsidian glass dagger into the basin, causing the surface to ripple. My heart pounded. "If you touch me with that—" "You won't be hurt," the figure said coolly. "Unless you are undeserving." The dagger had a dim glimmer. They applied pressure to my palm, allowing the ice to seep into my skin without causing any cuts. The basin's liquid light pulsed once, twice. suddenly exploded with a dazzling brightness. I gave a gasp. Shards of color broke through the darkness. Before my eyes, brief, disorganized images flashed. Under a red moon, wolves howl. Standing on a stone altar was a woman with eyes just like mine. A crown of light. A sea of flames.

A figure shrouded in a cloak of starlight, bearing an aura of ancient wisdom and power. The figure approached with a deliberate grace, their eyes locking onto Elysia's. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, the weight of their gaze carrying a message that resonated deep within her soul. A message that spoke of challenges yet to come, of destinies intertwined, and of a path that would lead them to the very heart of the realm's secrets.

A green highlight on the contestant's name is used to show that the contestant’s answer was correct while red means otherwise. “The correct answer is option B,” the quiz master announced after the 5 seconds. “Well done to each and every one of you. You all got that correctly!” The audience applauded as the large display screen displayed each contestant’s name with a green highlight. ‘This is so simple,’ Ayo thought. ‘But the time is the real deal.’ She looked to her left and saw someone who looked familiar. It was one of the contestants but she couldn’t remember what the contestants said her name was. Maybe if she knew, she would be able to know who the girl was or if she knew her before. Th

As a rogue, she has skills pack wolves couldn't dream of, not to mention her new Goddess abilities. UNKNOWN POV. "The lines were triggered, boss. Whatever it is, it's moving fast," Glen says as he barges into my office unannounced. "Knock it out and put it with the others. And stop bothering me with stupid shit," I growl, shuffling through pointless letters that have fallen on deaf ears. "Boss. It's glowing. Glowing like the fucking moon," Glen says with emphasis. I glare at him. "So catch it. Knock it out and leave," I say

Its face was hidden, but its presence was overwhelming, a suffocating weight that made it hard to breathe. “You’ve grown,” the figure said, its voice both soothing and menacing. “You’re just as I imagined.” My fingers instinctively brushed against the bracelet, its golden glow brightening as if in response to the figure’s presence. “Who are you I stood frozen, my hand trembling while I put the bracelet back on. My hand hovered over the bracelet’s soft golden glow. The figure’s presence was unlike anything I’d ever felt before—both alluring and terrifying, like a storm waiting to break.

Something she could hardly explain to herself, let alone anyone else. The music from the CD seemed to drift off into the distance as a large glowing ball appeared before her. She wasn’t bothered by Liam’s graceful entrance and remained calm and still as he stepped out of the glowing ball in a semitransparent state that radiated light. She said nothing as she watched his glowing figure move gracefully about the room until he positioned himself where she could see him without straining her neck. After a few moments of silence, he stepped so close she could reach out and touch him, but she didn’t.