Into The Light Again Novels & Stories

A future no longer bound by darkness, but written entirely in light.

He walked towards Sandy's cottage, hid behind the bushes to see. A man came out of Sandy's place, he stood in the doorway with both hands on his waist. He couldn't see his face clearly, it was dark on her porch. He squatted forward to get a good look, he didn't seem to bring any weapon. John wanted to know if it was safe to come out from the bushed to confront him. But before he could do that, the safety light was triggered by his movement, the lawn was lit up like a stage.

Triton interrupted. My phone rung so Triton let go of my hand; it was Kuya Zhed. @GreatLeader: Sid, I suggest you just join the next competition because you’re always late. Enjoy! I was curious why he told me to enjoy, what does that mean? I returned my phone into my pocket and got shocked when Triton held me by my arm, but Grant also did the same on my other arm. What the fuck? What were they trying to do? The first one to havemy arm removed from my body would win?

Torches of light with a golden flame started to ignite, leading a path for her in that darkness, added by the word. “DEATH, REBIRTH, LIFE, AND REINCARNATION. WHICH ONE WILL YOU CHOOSE?” Pulled by the sudden force that drags her forwards and all the way into the light, while leaving her with the verse and the voice that is somehow familiar, yet she could not recognize as to whom. She is suddenly engulfed by the light that the force pulls her towards. Closing her eyes, as a result, a voice made her see what was in front as it goes.

She looked to Victoria who knew everything, only she just gave her a huge smile. Zaine knew immediately who the gift was for. He put in all of his hard work to make something she would be proud to hang anywhere in her room. What he didn’t know was that just minutes before she had been proposed to, until he seen the sparkle from her left hand. Something in him roared to life. Something he thought had died within him long ago. The two of them looked at each other and could feel it. The same thing that happened when they were kids. A metaphorical lightening struck the two of them in their heart. Years of not seeing each other. Not knowing how the other was truly doing. Having no contact except

/Some things just, some things make sense And one of those is you and I (Hey) Some things just, some things make sense And even after all this time (Hey)/ /I'm into you, baby, not a day goes by That I'm not into you/ I look away and turn my back when I feel that tears are started to well in my eyes. Damn. I am not crying. I should not. /I should be over all the butterflies But I'm into you (I'm into you) And baby even on our worst nights I'm into you (I'm into you) Let 'em wonder how we got this far/

Wait for me. "I foolishly believed that if we never went through with the divorce, we'd never truly be apart, that somehow we'd find our way back to the good old days." Marvin's voice cracked with sobs, and he fell hard in front of the gravestone. He had lost count of how many times he had broken down there. ... "Should we check in on him?" I shook my head slowly, taking my foster mother's arm, "Let's not interfere. The Tracy we once knew is long gone."

But now, he was standing in someone else's house with a young, attractive woman nestled in his arms, her own wrapped around his waist. Both of them turned to me at the same time. I froze up, my mind going blank. For a few seconds, it felt as if the world had disappeared around me. "Is that my order?" The woman's voice pulled me back to reality. Holding in the shock I felt, I glanced at Edgar. He didn't recognize me. I was wearing my yellow delivery uniform with a face mask and a cap. He wouldn't have expected me to turn up here. "Hello. Are you Ms. Irina Upton who placed an order to be delivered to Block 18, Unit 802?" I asked, purposely disguising my voice.

“He tried to break you, but you’re still here. That’s power.” The words strike something deep, and for a moment, I can’t speak. My chest feels tight, my heart aching with the weight of everything I’ve lost and everything I could still become. The warmth inside me pulses again, stronger this time. It pushes against the lingering darkness, daring it to recede. I close my eyes, focusing on the sensation. For a fleeting moment, I feel the threads of light again, weaving through the world, connecting me to something vast and ancient.

I have to do this… for my brothers, for these children, for the peace we’ve just begun to taste. “Okay, everyone. We’re going to help Daphne,” I declare, my voice ringing with newfound strength. “Imagine your light… the joy, the laughter, everything we’ve built together. Let’s send it to her. On three! One… two… three!” As we channel our energy, a brilliant light erupts, illuminating the clearing around us. The laughter and joy that once filled this place return, vibrant and alive. I can feel the warmth wrapping around us, pushing back the shadows threatening to encroach once more.