Kill The Lights Novels & Stories

This time Atlas isn’t here to intervene. I try to scream, but no sound comes out. I close my eyes, flailing against the magic. In that moment, my mind is utterly consumed by it. Then something happens, and at first I’m certain I’ve died. White light illuminates the darkness. It radiates out around me, breaking up the smoke in a blaze of pale, glowing tendrils. She actually did it, I think wonderingly. She killed me. They always say there’s a bright light…

"If you hadn't egged me on, I wouldn't have done that," Marina screamed. "It was you. You killed Caitlin. You're the murderer." Anthony suddenly laughed, smacking himself. He wasn't holding back. I could see his cheeks swell up red even from a distance. He dropped to his knees. "You're right. I killed the woman who loved me. Her blood's on my hands. I'm a murderer." I rolled my eyes, and he pulled out his wedding ring, which he had taken off since Marina showed up.

Have fun dying) The guards were now alerted and came to where I was. I fired at every fucking one of them. Some were injured, others killed. I sustainable an injury in my hand and thankfully all the guards were down. Instead of going through the window, I followed the door and walked in. There was a light in a room and I followed it. I held my gun ready to shot anyone as I dragged myself to the light. A man sat there filled with all glory. He had a glass of wine in his hand and he was well dressed in a freaking suit. All the guards too were dressed in suit. Who dresses in suit at twelve a.m.

Everyone around them was cheering and throwing around good wishes while Betty, totally caught up in the moment, planted a huge kiss on Darren. I watched the whole thing without a flicker before responding to her. [Happy for you guys.] I blocked Betty from everything. The wolf inside me started howling in pain again. "Just hang in there," I told myself, lying there feeling all empty. "Once Darren and I took the oath in front of the Moon Goddess, the pain's gonna be history." However, Darren's call popped up before I could even catch my breath. "I'll be back tomorrow. Got the whole ceremony set up by the lake. Are you all set?"

Serena’s POV The elevator groaned once, a deep, metallic complaint from somewhere above us, and then the lights went out, plunging us into total darkness. “Fuck,” Killian muttered, his deep voice slicing through the pitch black. “This tower is supposed to have a redundant backup generator. This shouldn't be happening.” I shifted my weight, intending to lean against the handrail behind me to wait out the inevitable reset. But as I took a breath to speak, my lungs refused to cooperate.

He makes a trail leading to the door. Drakon pulls out his lighter. The silver Zippo. He hands it to me. "Your honors," he says. I take the lighter. It’s warm. I look at Nikos one last time. A heap of black leather and betrayal. "Goodbye, Nikos," I whisper. I strike the flint. The flame dances. I drop it. WHOOSH. The diesel catches. A line of blue and orange fire races across the floor. It hits the body. The flames roar up, consuming the Reaper cut, consuming the lie.

Red emergency lights bathed the room in a bloody, pulsing glow. ​"There are no more credits to win," Franco smiled, a jagged, terrifying expression. "By sunrise, only two of you will remain on this island. The rest will be liquidated. And the only way to secure your spot... is to personally eliminate the person standing next to you." ​The floor shifted violently beneath their feet with a mechanical grind, and the lights plunged into total darkness. ​The darkness was absolute – a thick, suffocating blanket that swallowed the flickering candlelight in a fraction of a second.

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

His hand on the light mechanism. “This light was designed to kill vampires. Its light is stronger than the sun itself. A light blessed by purity.” Lyra hissed in pain as another wave hit us. Her skin smoked, peeling. “Dad, stop!” Julianna screamed. “You’re killing them!” “I’m saving the world,” he snapped. “One abomination at a time.” The room heated until the air shimmered. The metal groaned and warped. My vision went white at the edges. We were dying. I could feel it.

"Distress beacon sent to team members and communication restored." "Meg, I heard gunshots. What the hell is going on up there?" Kei's voice came through. "No time to talk," she returned. "Jay, kill the lights. Kei, check the area for other assailants in the vicinity. Adolf, please come deal with these men before they kill us all." "On it," the kids replied together and almost immediately, Megan felt an electric tingle pass through her hands on the floor as she saw a faint red wave sweep through the glass from bottom to the top, killing the lights in the building when it hit them.