Guiding Light 2 Novels & Stories

Without Rave by her side, the moving shadows might have made Leesa worry there were other creatures hiding here in the deeper reaches of the cave. “One of the ways my book describes this spell is as ‘a light to guide you in the darkest places.’ This seems like the perfect place to put that to the test. I sure can’t imagine anywhere darker.” She gave Rave’s hand a squeeze. “And just in case my magic light falters, I’ve got you to lead me back.” “Good planning,” Rave said, smiling.

Then rays of moonlight gathered on her hands and it solidified into a ball of light, like the moon itself. Serra and the others stared in awe. "It would take you at least three days to reach the village of Sirka" she announced, her voice was cool and soothing like the wind. "Follow this light for guidance, it will take you there. Day or night, this light will never leave you like the moon never leave our world. Safe travel brothers and sisters in light and may the moon guide your path." She released the light and it floats above them. Drea then glanced on Serra. "Goodluck chosen one. May the moon gives you strength and wisdom." she whispered before disappearing into the shadows.

he sobbed. Starlight Barrier, Realm of the Gods Jamie opened her eyes and was almost blinded by a pulsating white light. “Sweet Chaos, what is that?” She muttered “It is the Chaos Starlight Barrier. You are back in the Realm of the Gods!” Amaethon mind-linked. Jamie turned her head away from the barrier. “What are you doing here Amaethon? It is normally Fluff that guides me home.” She asked.

Chad grabbed Ruby, who was deeply embedded in the ground, and pressed down on her lower abdomen before throwing her out! Dark Phoenix flew to retrieve Ruby and thanked Chad. "Thank you!" "Wait!" Chad asked her, "What's a guiding spirit?" Dark Phoenix carried Ruby on her back and said, "A guiding spirit is your past life. It exists in a special space. It's summoned by certain high-level members of the Zenith Organization using special techniques. It's used to guide specific people when they join the Zenith Organization! You can also understand it as brainwashing!" Chad was stunned by her explanation. So, the ghost represented his previous life?

"Show me something." There was a moment of silence like an eternity. Lyda's eyes were burning in anticipation. Just then, she heard another series of voices coming from behind her. Lyda turned around to see a faint light appearing in the dark distance. It grew until it formed a pillar of light that was almost too bright to look at, and yet, it was still stifled by the heavy darkness. It looked almost like an opening doorway.

"We need the Light Relic to complete our mission. We must prevent the God Giant Statue of Destroyers from emerging." The Guardian of Light regarded them for a moment before speaking. "To claim the Light Relic, you must prove your worth. You must face the final trial." Without warning, the hall was plunged into darkness. The sudden shift from light to dark was disorienting, and they found themselves unable to see anything. Panic began to set in, but Allan quickly took control, using his shadow manipulation to create a dim, yet stable source of light around them. "We can't let the darkness consume us," Allan said, his voice steady. "We have to stay together."

Sweat beaded at my temple as I clenched my fist, focusing, forcing the light to obey. “Don’t fight it,” Phineas said sharply. “Guide it.” I took a breath, lowering my shoulders, letting the tension melt away. The light steadied. The stag lifted its head again, solidifying, its glow spreading outward in a soft wave that illuminated the clearing. Snow exhaled quietly beside us. “He’s getting faster.”

"However, know that I will forever guide you, my precious sons." With that, the light exploded outward, consuming everything in its path until nothing remained but absolute darkness.

The shield closed, and we were left to wait outside. An hour passed. Then two. In the third hour, the circle began to flicker with an unnatural light, a color that didn't belong in a proper healing ritual. Martha gripped my arm nervously. "That light… something's wrong." Elder Thomas's face grew grim. "She's using the wrong herbal combination. If this continues, it will—" His words were cut off by a guttural, animalistic scream. The sound was completely inhuman, filled with pain, despair, and… an unspeakable horror.