Hold You In The Light Novels & Stories

He takes my hand and presses it over his chest. “I’m going all-in, regardless if you like it or not. Even if you hurt me, I’ll be fine. I always come back one way or another. But holding back is something I refuse to do from now on.” A dazzling beam of light shines through the fissures of my collapsing soul. He is a lighthouse, trying to guide me through the darkness. But I've grown accustomed to it, and now that's all I know. I can barely breathe, and my faux heart is pounding like mad. He's bold, but I'm too terrified to face the light.

“Hon, do уоu knоw whаt you wаnt? Wе’rе hоldіng uр thе lіnе here.” I’m gеttіng a dіrtу lооk from thе gіrl nеxt tо mе. But I іgnоrе hеr аnd thе bаrmаn as I look сlоѕеlу at Aрrіl thrоugh the flаѕhіng lіght.

I call to the light, It shines through you, Together as one, You can hide from all. This is the same spell as in Chapter 23. It is written to be used on another person.

“They’ve stolen our stories and dressed them in shadows. They’ve taken our names, our symbols, our truths. But here’s the thing about light—it doesn’t vanish when you split it. It multiplies. If you hear this, make your own Lumen. In your plaza, your kitchen, your street corner. Speak to someone in a way no algorithm can. Look them in the eyes. Share the memory only you can carry. That’s the light they can’t fake. That’s the one they fear.” The message went out over every Echo Node, every Resonant Cloth channel, every anchored gathering. And for a moment—brief but electric—the map lit not in red, but gold.

“How do we get rid of it?” Becca asked. “Light,” Kay answered. “Of course,” Becca breathed. “If there’s light, there’s no darkness.” “But if there’s darkness, there’s no light,” Luis stated. “There will always be one or the other. But as long as we hold the light in our hearts, it can’t hurt us. If it can’t hurt us, it will disperse. We would be too strong for it,” Kay explained.

Andrew, Daniel, Alex and even Lisa is also present at the party. "When they came Mr Alex?" Lisa asked. "Sorry, miss Green, I don't know about that. Maybe they are on the way", Alex replied. Suddenly they all hear the sound of the car and immediately understood. They all went to switch off the lights to gives surprise to Emily. When Emily and Ryan get off from the car they saw all the mansion lights are off. "Ryan is there is a light cut in this area, why there is no light in the home?" Emily asked cutely.

Letting out a shaky breath, I held my hands the way Bohdi had shown me, which reminded me of a Kung-fu movie in how my fingers had to be held in a certain position. Using positive emotion, which was the thought of Creed. Cheesy I know, I could protrude a ball of light in my hand. It wasn’t large by any means, but it glowed, and the more I thought of Creed beside me, the brighter it went. Bohdi’s eyes grew wide, now stepping away from me.

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

The officer opens his mouth— Then stops. Because a narrow beam of soft blue light descends from the structure. Landing directly in front of us. The crowd gasps. Phones lift again. Recording everything. My phone vibrates one last time. STEP INTO THE LIGHT, AIDAN. Ezra grabs my arm immediately. “No.” I meet his eyes. “It’s the only way this conversation happens.” Matteo scratches his head. “I hate everything about this.” The beam of light doesn’t move. It just waits.

I breathed in hurt. I heard if you are surrounded by light, surely must blend with the light. They say if the light seeks you, it consumes you.Too anxious and broken to speak out loud. Maybe I don’t want a form of clarity. Maybe my darkness has exceeded its limits the light can no longer consume me.