Light And Shadow Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

She doubted that some eleventh-hour miracle would save her tonight. Christophe reappeared and shed his toweling robe in an untidy heap on the floor. He looked at her, blazing all-male satisfaction, and Lara shrank under the sheet. He stood half in shadow, half in light, the long, muscular planes of his golden body a glorious vision of rampant masculinity, and Lara felt her own hunger stirring, insidious as a secret invader.

The shadow was me, or rather, it was the darkest part of myself. I knew that I had to make a choice. I could give in to the darkness, let it consume me whole. Or I could fight back, confront the shadow and banish it back to the depths of my own mind. I took a deep breath, and made my decision. I would fight back, no matter what lay ahead. I raised my hands, and a blast of lunar energy shot out, illuminating the dark area. The shadow recoiled, covering its eyes from the light.

"The shadows are many. They consume everything." "Then watch me prove you wrong." I released the light and it exploded bright enough to blind anyone. The shadows screamed and they writhed and twisted, trying to escape but the light was everywhere, chasing them and burning them away. I walked forward step by step. The light moving with me. Ethan backed up as the shadows around him. "No!" he shouted. "This isn't possible!" "Apparently it is." I kept pushing and pushing and the light grew brighter with each step.

A new shadow had entered the story. And Chapter 78 closed not with peace… but with a warning.

“You believed you were born from darkness.” A pause. “You were born from grief.” Another pause. “They are not the same.” The battlefield became silent once more. The words settled over every ancient soul present. The Shadow had never been evil by nature. It had never been shown another way to exist. The golden light suddenly pushed farther through the cracks. This time, an arm emerged. A shoulder followed it. Then the outline of a human figure. The light surrounding the figure burned so brightly that I had to shield my eyes.

It was a journey to reclaim Liora’s soul from the dark shadows of the past. END OF CHAPTER 139

Kessler's POV I looked around and realized that everywhere was still dark, so I looked around trying to figure out where I was, but all to no avail. "Where am I?" I shouted when I suddenly fell into a hole and my eyes opened to White Walls and different machines beeping around me. At first, it was blurry so I closed my eyes for a few minutes before I tried to open it again and realized I was still in the same place. The sunlight from the window prevented me from seeing clearly, so I moved my body a little to the left side and saw Seth sitting closer to me...

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

the woman says, “I think it’s already 4 at dawn in the real world now. There is only a matter of time left until we can wake up.” We all grew silent. So all we have to do now is wait? If we wake up, this will happen again because we can’t kill the monster. “LIGHT!” Jane screams as she trots towards the table. “The shadow is attracted to light that is why he doesn’t go too dark places!” I look at Harris. It has been his idea to turn the lights off. Was it luck? Or is he a Genius? He looks at me, shocked, too. “And it might be its’ greatest weakness, too!” Jane exclaims. “He dissipates in the morning!”