Light And Shadow Novels & Stories

The library was dimly lit, the soft glow of desk lamps casting warm pools of light across the rows of bookshelves. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and ink, a comforting aroma that wrapped around Charlie, Liam, Maya, and Ethan as they settled into their usual study nook as they prepared for their upcoming mid term exams. The four friends had claimed a large wooden table in the corner, surrounded by towering shelves filled with ancient tomes and modern textbooks alike.

I had never seen eyes that shade before I met him. For some reason, they remind me of the moon. Especially when he stood in different lights. I'd like to think his eyes also reflected his moods, his emotions, his feelings... Did you know that when an eclipse happens, there are two shadows cast? The first is called the umbra and it gets smaller as it goes away from the sun. The second shadow is called the penumbra and it gets larger as it goes away from the sun. I used to think Roman was as beautiful as the moon. But I never looked at him during an eclipse. I forgot that you needed the light to see the shadows.

So I would definitely remember if I was back to having nightmares. I try to blink my eyes to adjust to the darkness but I only see darkness all the lights are off so instead I try to see the time still upset I’m sweating like this and then Shasta’s feet are coming in my face all of a sudden like she can’t feel me or feel herself move. Move your feet Shasta I say but she just groans ignoring me Now I know it must have been hot from both our body heat. She probably has rolled on my side the whole night I groan out loud Why do I have to sleep with her she doesn’t know how to share a bed and always end up with some part of her on me.And she has her own bed but choose to sleep in mine.Dad calls h

They existed everywhere, but in a state of comatose. Someone might slip by a shadow just shuffling from place to place if they were quiet and moved slowly. You could fend off a shadow with sources of light sometimes, but sometimes wasn't often. That’s because when shadows attack they let out a terrifying shriek like a person being slaughtered, and the shadows nearby will all turn towards you to take part in the act.

It bathed the entire sky in a reddish light that danced as if out of flames; the sky hosting a dance of lights and shadows from mystical worlds. There was a battle between the day that would not go away and the night that was ready to beautify the entire land with its wonders. The last glimmer of the sun struggled in vain to stay in the blackened sky, but slowly faded into the distance, giving way to the mysterious moon that silently rested in the sky, mirroring its beauty into the dark sea. It was accompanied by the little shining jewels that enriched the sky with their glitter, resembling little marbles of ice.

“They control the shadows as an extension of themselves. Their touch is excruciating because their temperature is much colder than any other species. Anywhere their shadows or skin touches hurts like hell. Besides spelled weapons, the only other weakness I know of is light. It was like when I got Asry’s flesh. The light of my fire encased his flesh, leaving him vulnerable. It was also the fire the destroyed the black magic when I was unconscious. However, I believe the same thing would be a weakness for them. Being burned.” Q relaxed back on his hands as he thought about what I told him. His idea was a great one because it would allow me to specialize in learning magic that could help the mo

Quincy White. That name had once filled her with so much warmth and lighted her up from the inside, but now, it was all it took to plunge her mind into dread, fear, and maybe, even revenge. Quincy had been the light of her world, her little ray of sunshine, and her personal cheerleader. She had loved everything about him and she couldn't imagine her future without him.

she asked, but he shook his head, "No, we stay together. Especially while there's no shadows." She frowned at him slightly, looking thoughtful, "What's the difference between shadows, and nighttime?" she asked him, "Isn't nighttime just one big shadow anyway, of the earth?" He smiled at her, having wondered when this question would arise, "Yeah, nighttime is technically a shadow, but a huge one. We can't use it to travel precisely, we could end up anywhere."

It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed… Why? I am trying my best to move but I can’t. Why? Help! Help! I want to get out from here… soon I lost my hope… Unexpectedly, I saw someone swimming towards me giving me her hand and she is a girl… girl? I can’t see her face, I want to see her… who is she? It is so dark here; I want to see her but unfortunately… “Sam”, I heard someone is calling me, it sounds similar… I realized that,

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc