Guiding Light 2 Novels & Stories

I repeated, still confused at what she meant. "I'm here to guide you in every step you take Thea. You don't need to be scared." She said, and suddenly, a bright light shone all over her. I shielded my face from the light as I fell on the floor covering my face.

He murmured, "She's just lying there anyway, like she's already gone, not using her eyes. Might as well give them to someone who really needs them." A shadow of pity passed over the doctor's face as he said, "But… What if Ms. Yocelyn Carden wakes up one day?" "Then we'll cross that bridge when we get to it." In that instant, it hit me like a ton of bricks. Was Samuel planning to give my cornea to Amelia? Was he willing to leave me blind? I was rooted to the spot, my mind reeling, as I slowly backed away from Samuel. Watching them together, so lovey-dovey, a wave of icy dread spread through me.

the grumbly voice orders. "Of course," the guard answers back with a smile. Their hands grab the handles and they grimace at me. "Good luck, sweetheart." The doors fly open and the light from outside floods in. There's many people standing there watching me; most familiar faces of the workers here and others dressed in suits made for heists. with guns hanging by their belts. I slowly make my way down the aisle, keeping my eyes on the amazingly-decorated alter before me rather than the man I'm marrying.

He nodded and with a sigh of relief, I climbed into the limousine, realizing that Justin wasn't there. Noah and my two bodyguards settled into the car as well, taking their seats across from me. The drive passed by swiftly and quietly. When we arrived at Justin's company in the city, I noticed that the front area of the building was surprisingly free of paparazzi, although there were security guards patrolling around. I was completely amazed by the mesmerizing display of purple, blue, and pink lights illuminating the night sky from the penthouse of the towering skyscraper. It suddenly dawned on me that the limousine had already left.

Alexis shouted, “how will I know who is coming to help us?” “Keep your eyes on the Shadows.” She whispered as she faded away. “What? Keep my eyes on the Shadows? What the hell does that mean?” She whispered to herself. Mary frowned, “Hhhuummmm...I have no idea. I guess we’ll just hafta to keep a lookout.” Mary shrugged with a smile. “Do you still want to go with me?”

In the midst of the battlefield, Seraphine orchestrated the chaotic interplay of light and darkness, serving as its focal point. Lira's brain spun quickly as she attempted to pinpoint a vulnerability in Seraphine's defenses. She observed that whenever they used light to attack, Seraphine responded with darkness, and vice versa. "We must disturb her equilibrium!" Lira yelled at Marcus. Utilize both brightness and darkness in our offensive strategies! Marcus agreed, comprehending her plan. He transferred his sword to his opposite hand, causing a shadow to appear on its edge. Unitedly, he and Lira initiated a synchronized assault, combining their abilities of brightness and shadow.

she deduced, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and caution. Ken nodded, his expression serious yet resolute. "Exactly. The red light is an indication that we are nearing our target, the devil we seek. It's a sign that we are on the right path," he elaborated, his voice filled with a newfound confidence. As they stood together, surrounded by the enigmatic glow of the den, Emilia couldn't help but feel a surge of determination coursing through her veins. The red beams of light symbolized the darkness they aimed to vanquish, the evil they sought to confront and overcome.

The building's silhouettes suddenly became the dark night sky and the lights from their windows suddenly were twinkling. "Isn't that beautiful?" I asked when I saw a broken stoplight, the red light was blinking and the green and yellow once didn't seem to work. I thought it was aesthetically pleasing, under the gloom of the night, along the empty streets and silently passing cars. The slow blinking of that stop light seemed to harmonize with the quietness of the evening. I looked at Edgar and he was frowning at the stop light. "Pretty much could cause traffic, goodness, that should be fixed," he said and I rolled my eyes at him.

"I am Demitrius Strong. Leader of the Chosen of the Light. And I am here for you, Sydlynn Hayle." If it was a fight he wanted, I was so ready to blast his ass. And yet there was nothing aggressive about him. Quite the opposite. He remained where he was, smiling benignly at me, sweet face calm and gentle. "I'm here to guide you," he said. "To counsel you on your path. To lead you to the Light, if that is your choice. You are young enough, my dear, to still make a decision, to choose the Light." I had no idea what he was talking about and really didn't want to.

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.