Kill The Lights Novels & Stories

Because without her, I didn’t have a light. “I’m Knives!” I introduced myself with a wide grin that I didn’t feel, and yet, I felt like laughing at his expression. He was just about to piss himself, seeing the darkness in my eyes. The darkness that just wanted to kill him and have his blood on my hands, instead of hers! But for now, I pushed back the instinct to kill him, because despite hating it, I needed him alive.

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

Andrew, Daniel, Alex and even Lisa is also present at the party. "When they came Mr Alex?" Lisa asked. "Sorry, miss Green, I don't know about that. Maybe they are on the way", Alex replied. Suddenly they all hear the sound of the car and immediately understood. They all went to switch off the lights to gives surprise to Emily. When Emily and Ryan get off from the car they saw all the mansion lights are off. "Ryan is there is a light cut in this area, why there is no light in the home?" Emily asked cutely.

Fear gripped my heart, but then I heard Aura’s voice in my mind, clear and resolute, **“Use your light.” I focused on the warmth that emanated deep within my core, letting it build and spread until it engulfed me. The dark rogues hesitated, sensing the change, but it was too late for them. I released the light in a blinding, radiant wave. The rogues let out a collective howl of agony as the light consumed them, turning them to ash.

"But because... if I killed you, I'm afraid it would dirty my hands." The light in Lucas's eyes extinguished instantly. He collapsed to the floor like a husk drained of its soul, looking exceptionally ridiculous and desolate in the lightning flashes.

Kira’s body rose another foot into the air, her arms thrown out wide, her chest heaving as if she were drawing in the collective breath of the entire population. For one final, terrifying heartbeat, the light became so absolute that the entire room turned pure, uniform white. I couldn't see the servers. I couldn't see Elias's corpse. I couldn't even see my own hands. There was only her, a blinding star burning in the center of a concrete tomb. Then, with the sharp, violent snap of a breaking rubber band, the light vanished. The sudden darkness was total. The hum of the servers died instantly as the main breakers blew, plunging the entire room into blackness, save for the faint orange embers

she whispered. He cradled her face. “You did. You saved us.” A faint smile touched her lips. “Then it’s worth it.” “Don’t say that,” he rasped. “Stay with me.” But Lukas’s laughter broke the fragile silence. Killian turned sharply. Lukas was dragging himself upright, black smoke coiling around him. His wounds were already sealing. “Did you really think light alone could kill the dark?” Lukas sneered, his voice fractured and echoing. “You can’t destroy what was born from the same moon that made you.”

Darkness swallowed the room, but I felt him everywhere his presence pressed against my skin, heavy and inescapable. When Alaric said I belonged to him, the fear wasn’t in his voice. It was in how certain he sounded. --- The lights didn’t just go out. They died. A sharp pop echoed through the penthouse, followed by the low hum of power draining away. Emergency lights failed. City glow vanished behind blackened glass. Even the moonlight seemed erased, like the world had blinked and forgotten us.

Even his soul was gone. In a flash, a Quasi Acmean was killed without a chance of resisting. The scene shocked many living beings. The living beings around the abyss quickly stepped back to safety. “Be careful.” “It’s the Light of Acme. I can sense the strong power. The Light of Acme is known as the Light of Death and the Light of Destruction. If it touches someone, the person will die.” “Besides, this is the Light of the Caelum Acme Rank. Even a true Acmean would die if the light touches him, let alone us.”

The sun, pale as it was, hit the mirrors. The light didn't just reflect, it intensified. A beam of pure, blinding white light slammed into the center of our procession. It hit Killian directly. He let out a sound I never thought I’d hear from him. A high, agonized scream. His shadow wolf, the massive black beast that lived beneath his skin, recoiled. The Northern Sun-poisoning was a mixture of concentrated UV light and atomized silver dust being shaken from the cliffs above. "Killian!" I lunged for him as he fell from the sled, his skin beginning to smoke.