In The Afterlight Book Novels & Stories

The living room once filled with soft sunlight streaming through the large windows, casting a warm glow on the stylish furniture and decor, suddenly and slowly darkened as a gentle beep emanates from a small remote control. Lucifer watched as the room transforms before his eyes. The blinds slowly shut, carefully aligning themselves in perfect unison. Darkening shadows consume the room, creating an ambiance of tranquility and privacy. The natural light was replaced by a soft glow from the carefully selected LED lights embedded in the ceiling. The room was enveloped in a calm, intimate atmosphere, soothing both mind and body. "Your sister is one hell of a hottie," Lucifer smirked at Alexa who

Samantha and her true mate braced themselves for the impending attack, their hearts racing with adrenaline. But just as the creature's claws were about to strike, a blinding light erupted from the doorway behind them, engulfing the chamber in brilliance. Samantha shielded her eyes from the glare, her pulse pounding in her ears. When the light finally subsided, Samantha and her true mate found themselves standing in a vast, open field bathed in the soft glow of dawn. The oppressive darkness of the chamber was replaced by the gentle warmth of the morning sun, and a sense of peace washed over them like a soothing balm.

“Get out of our way.” The whispers curled around us, but I didn’t flinch. I had seen worse. I had faced worse. Elara’s fingers brushed against mine, a silent confirmation that she was still with me. Then she stepped forward and burned the darkness away. --- Elara’s Perspective Light erupted from my hands, golden and searing. The shadows screamed as they dissolved, their whispers turning to shrieks before fading into silence. The cold was gone. The air returned to normal. But I knew this wasn’t over.

she said, “then perhaps it’s time we stop hiding like prey.” The murmurs turned to low growls of agreement. The Light Later, after the circle dispersed, I stayed by the dying fire. The night was cold, the stars hard and bright overhead. I wrapped my arms around myself, listening to the faint rustle of wolves moving through camp. And then, without warning, the mark on my palm flared again. This time the light spilled outward not just a faint glow, but a soft, steady radiance that bathed the ground around me in silver-white. The air smelled of rain on dry earth, sharp and clean.

He was tied to something ancient, something primal. But when I saw Elara, I saw clarity. A calm beyond her age. Her mark didn’t pulse it **glowed**. Bright and steady, like a beacon in the dark. Two children. One meant to carry the light. One drawn toward the darkness. But who was who? And what if the wrong choice destroyed them both? One evening, I found Lyra standing at the edge of the forest, barefoot, her daughter in her arms. The stars flickered weakly above, and the wind howled as if warning us of what lay ahead.

Yet, the pain remained insistent. “Can you leave me alone?” I mumbled. It was very annoying. What could I do to get done good sleep? Isn’t it common courtesy to not disturb the dead? “So I haven’t just been playing with a dead body. Hmm.” A strong, yet feminine voice said. What was that? I wondered. I didn’t know that the afterlife was going to be like this. Wait… I turned opening my eyes, and to my surprise light flooded through my lashes. It was too bright for me to take in at first, but I blinked multiple times and I was finally able to take.

Luckily, some of the patrons had called the police, because after the blood-curdling scream I had let out, my body was all drained of energy. I looked up at the sky. The starry night sky was looking right back at me. The darkness in that was completely different from the darkness I had felt earlier. That darkness was pure rage. But this? This kind of darkness was beautiful, it was peaceful, it was quiet. The stars kept taking turns, shining down on me while the moon was bright, almost like it was controlling the rest of them. The night sky was so easy, so straightforward. It had always had a calming effect on me, just like it did now.

Calvin's grip on my hand vanished instantly. I did not even want to spare them a second glance, so I turned and walked away. I could feel the sting of Rebecca's glare on my back. Soon enough, their laughter was a mere echo behind me. … The next morning, I grabbed my bags, ready to hit the road. However, the moment I stepped outside, the world went pitch black, and I was out cold. When I came to, I was tied to a chair.

The allied forces surged forward, their spirits lifted by the warmth of the light. Kai held Lyra up, letting her light shine across the battlefield. The darkness screamed, a sound that shook the mountains, but the light held strong. It pushed back the shadows, breaking the darkness apart until nothing remained but the clear, bright sky. The battle was over. The darkness had been defeated. Kai collapsed to his knees, Lyra still held against his chest. The baby was asleep now, her small face peaceful and serene. The golden light had faded, but a warmth lingered, a gentle glow that pulsed in time with her heartbeat.

I felt the light, blinding and blissfully painful as my skin burnt hotter and hotter until I felt the pain burst inside of me, There was so much light and screams and then nothing, I fell into the darkness ******************************************** Authors Note Just realized that there are just around eleven chapters left to this story it's a bittersweet moment but finally just one and a half more weeks and we'll say goodbye to Genesis.