Kill The Lights Novels & Stories

The dim light helped dissipate the utter darkness. She took a moment as she settled down and closed her eyes. She enjoyed the silence as she took deep breaths. She stood up and headed towards the kitchen and grabbed a glass of juice. As she drank the juice she arranged all her stuff and tidied her place. Then she headed to take a bath. She changed into her all black combat pants and fitted full sleeve tee paired with the black hoodie and her thick leather jacket. She grabbed a pepper spray, a black procedure mask and wore a plain black mask with a ripped of bottom part; just leaving her eyes covered.

she cut in. Just as they had begun dancing, the entire place went into a blackout. The power had been cut from its source. Darkness brought with it the wailings of the slaughtered, with bows, arrows, growlings and claws heard in disarray. The nightmare had seen the day! Death had come knocking! It was Death's Day!

The shield went up quick this time, cleaner, and the creature ricocheted off it as if its bones were breaking. Still, it got back up. "Evan," they don't stop, backing toward the office. "They're not alive, they're just going." "How do we kill them, then?" I said. There was no response from anyone before the lights flickered again. And this time, they never came back on. And in that blackness, in the middle of things that should not be, I heard Sebastian's voice coming out of speakers embedded in the ceiling.

He still laughed here and there But the second we stepped inside, the warmth faded. The doors close behind us with a soft, echoing thud. The air always feels colder in the house footsteps are coming from down the hallway it's Lilith telling us that dinner is ready and that Mr. Coldwell is waiting I sit between Mason and Nixon the earlier laughter is gone and replaced with something heavy in the air Mr Coldwell sits at the head of the table calm and unreadable he hasn't said much of anything but his presence in the room is enough to mute the room entirely

The lights went off and the red, almost bloody light was turned on. The bidding is now starting. Time to kill another set of birds in one stone.

The light that gave colours to life and meaning to one’s existence. A dimly shining celestial semi-circle rose above the horizon. The light it emitted was too weak to even cast a shadow. Tears welled in my eyes. So, the voice was right. The sun is… I clenched my fists. What should I do now? What will happen now? I heard Killian’s chuckle that turned into loud laughter that resonated in my ears, sending chills down my spine. He clapped. “Congratulations! You cut the curse I put on this world. Good! Excellent!” He laughed. “But it’s already too late to bring back the sun because the sun — is DEAD!”

~117~ Chiara The lights went off and it was my cue. “Fuck! Go and check the light!” One of them barked. While two of them took out their flash lights. Of course they had fucking flash light! Fuckers! I advanced in silence but hurried steps, energy pulsating in my veins. “This is why I told you we should just kill them and go. We’re wasting time here!” the other one replied. The same man turned just in time for me to plunge the knife on his throat.

Thirty thousand tiny renditions of my name, woven into the future we’d dreamed of watching sunsets in Valmont. Now, the love that had once burned so fiercely had been shelved away, and the promises he’d made lay broken. I lifted the canvas from the wrecked frame. Then, methodically, I tore it—48 times—until nothing remained but confetti-sized fragments. And one by one, I let them fall into the trash.

Sinusubukang bumawi sa inis na dinulot niya sa akin kahapon. But my smile suddenly disappears when I saw the familiar look right through his eyes. That was... pain. Kinuha niya ang lighter sa kamay ko atsaka biglang ngumiti. "Are you okay?" I asked him. He then looked at me and burst out laughing. Kumunot ang noo ko. Weird.

, Jack out of curiousity he ask. "The Living -dead are afraid of light because of their eyes. Their eyes upon turning in all red, that means the Living- dead's red eyes makes them blind upon directly hit by the light in their eyes. And also, they get burnt from the sun because the tissue in their skin are already on first layer thin out. Their skin will start to be soft and that will be the reason that when it hit by the sunlight it will melt their skin down. ", DL command where explaining it through the images in front of them. Explaining it thoroughly one by one.