Kill The Lights Novels & Stories

- Nadir told him right in the face as brazenly as ever, which shocked her a little. - I can't let you go because you owe me something.- Samael replied, his eyes turning navy blue and darkening more and more until they turned completely black. Nadir knew he was ready to use the Breath Of Death on her now, but even that couldn't change her mind. She decided that will not succumb to him. - Don't make me kill you.- Samael whispered, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck, stepping down onto the bare shoulder.

Even in the broad daylight, the shadows at her feet seemed to be vibrating with irritation. "It's too bright, Mommy," Lucian squinted, his golden aura pulsing faintly. Usually, he was the sunbeam of our family, but even he felt overwhelmed by the raw, unrefined light of the Forbidden Peak. "Keep your light steady, Lucian," Killian commanded, his eyes hidden behind a pair of dark, tactical glasses. He looked like a lethal tourist, his massive frame compressed into a simple gray hoodie to hide his Royal markings. "If your light wavers, their sensors will pick up the shadow resonance from your mother and sister instantly."

They had to duck as the light was coming at such great speed towards them and when it entered the room, they saw it crash through the altar, it’s hard stones spilling through the crowd and killing some. They soon realized that the light was no other than wings that glowed and the one who had it was Kyra. When she stood up, a loud gasp erupted in the room when they saw that Aamon was down and dead, killed by his own sword, and his blood flowed out of his body, spreading through the now ruined altar. Kyra felt a newfound strength course through her whole body and when she moved her eyes to look at the people in the room, all she could think of is killing them.

The shield closed, and we were left to wait outside. An hour passed. Then two. In the third hour, the circle began to flicker with an unnatural light, a color that didn't belong in a proper healing ritual. Martha gripped my arm nervously. "That light… something's wrong." Elder Thomas's face grew grim. "She's using the wrong herbal combination. If this continues, it will—" His words were cut off by a guttural, animalistic scream. The sound was completely inhuman, filled with pain, despair, and… an unspeakable horror.

"You call me all these things and pretend you care, but you don't! I still can't understand why you don't plan on killing me after I give birth because I'm not sure how I'll live a long, cruel life with such little love and husband who sleeps with a different, prettier woman, every night!" He narrows in on me with those dark, dangerous eyes. "Are you saying you want to die?" That's when I notice the glass lamp on my bedside table. Every word I said will happen if I don't stop it. "Yes," I say and I grab the lamp, hitting it as hard as I possibly can on my head. Then again and again until the blood blackens my sight and I lose the world around me.

she said and walked towards their car. Little did she know, she's in it for a lot of stress, for after Jenefer Pineda, cases just like hers appeared all over the city, and in just a span of seven days, the kill count went up to 84. That just means that a Light Yoza has been killed for every two hours. It's hard to still see this matter as a coincidence, especially because all that has been killed were Light Yozas.

Each light beam could penetrate more than 10 ordinary infected and could immediately eliminate a lieutenant if they happen to stand in the way of these light beams. Boom Boom Boom Boom Many of the light beams that got blocked by the combined effort of the lieutenants or the power within that light beam that had exhausted immediately explode and burn all of the infected or the lieutenants that are within its explosion zone to ash. Destruction and carnage within the army continued as all of the light beams had exploded and created thousands of craters and countless char pieces of the infected body. Leaving only a few lucky ones to survive the calamity Zhu Wushang had released upon them.

Lighting a fresh cigarette, Killian exhaled a slow breath, gaze fixed on the dying man writhing in pain. “Bury him alive.” he ordered. Chris gave a silent nod, understanding without needing more words. He wondered what that little girl would do if she saw his brutality. Killian turned on his feet and stepped out of the hut. The faint curl of smoke trailed from the cigarette between his fingers. Sunlight filtered through the trees, casting sharp lines across his face, accentuating every chiseled feature like a shadowed sculpture of vengeance. His men followed close behind. Their boots crushed the dead leaves beneath. A cold satisfied smirk played on his lips.

With three Sentinels, three wolf packs and other shifters, vamps and witches, we might have a chance at defeating them all. Once the light from our eyes faded, we began to swirl around the beam, while gently being lowered to the ground. By the time we reached the grass, our body's were our own and we were able to place our feet on the ground. The beam of white light had little speckles of gold and blue glitter floating through it and when I looked up, I could see the top of the beam disappearing. It was making it’s way down to us and when it hit the floor, it exploded, but we didn’t move. We knew the light wouldn’t hurt us and it didn’t. Our wolves and our human bodies absorbed the light. I

I will remember this time that I fell for his little trap and it will never happen again. I almost forgot that he is a killer. And I will never do such a thing with a man who took the lives of many people. It will be a disgrace in my name. I laid myself down on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling, there were stars above. It's a design and to make sure of what I am thinking, I went down the bed and searched for the switch to turn off the lights and when I did, the glow in the dark stars design started to glow like they were stars above the sky and it was beautiful to see. I am like I am outside and looking at these bright stars