Light Me Novels & Stories

As we chatted, Thomas came over with a bowl of piping hot special mushroom soup and a few small dishes for me. In the blink of an eye, the butler and the other servants had vanished from sight. He watched me until I had finished everything, then he finally relaxed and leaned back on the sofa. Without any preamble, he asked me, "I've agreed to help you get your revenge on him."

"I'm serious, I know exactly what I'm saying and doing. If you didn't understand, feel free to review the security tapes." I stepped back slowly. Without a second thought, I turned and walked away. As I passed the trash can where the gift was in, I picked it up and flung it at the man trailing behind me. "Handing out gifts before it's even your turn, Mr. Smith? You're quite the generous one. Looks like wedding bells are calling for you. Here's to a lifetime of happiness and loving family!" I rounded the last corner of the office when Marvin's angry voice chased after me.

"Ooh, it's dark in here. Fancy a quickie?" I chuckled. "Lee, we should probably turn on the light." "Oh alright." He flicked the switch. "SURPRISE!"

I chuckled, fully aware that the interaction had been relatively tame in the grand scheme of things. "Agreed," Nate replied, although the way he tightly held my hand indicated that he was at least a little shaken up by the whole thing. As expected, Times Square was a thousand times better at night than in full light. The neon signs and billboards illuminated the buildings, their reflections bouncing off the car windscreens simply adding to the magic. There was so much colour, and so many things to catch my attention, making me forget everything else that was happening in my world. As I spun around in the middle of Times Square, my eyes wide like a kid in a candy shop, I noticed Nate admiring

A lighter. “Let me,” I said, grabbing the lighter from him. “But first, tell me what are we really doing here?” He inched closer to me and my heart started pounding loudly against my ribcage. He looked at me intensely that made my knees wobble like jelly. I don't how he got that effect on me. “Like I said, to talk,” he said, his voice sounding muffled because of the cigarette in his mouth. I removed it from his mouth and firmly held it 'til he gave me an answer I'll be satisfied with.

It is an odd sensation and one that she does not care for. “I have to find Mom.” She says. Looking around, she realizes that the whole house is dark, which is odd. Did her father go through and turn off all of the lights? Because that would just be weird. “Why is it so dark?” “A transformer blew and there is a massive blackout as a result. It will be a couple of hours I'm sure, before they can get it up and running once again. I have my flashlight that's on my gun belt. It is small but moderately bright.” Lorenzo tells her.

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

"You okay?" Lucas asked gravelly, slightly narrowing his eyes as it adjusted to the darkness. The right part of the room is dark. Only the faint light of the machine kept the door visible. On my left, the window made it well lit. Lucas' face was brightly illuminated with the light coming from his laptop screen. Suddenly his bone structure was improved, highlighted by the glow of his computer.

That's how high-tech my house is. Aside from the gate, the door scanner, my eighty inches LED TV, my lights, computer, and some of my equipment as an assassin are all high-tech. My tv and lights are sensors. With just one applause, my tv will turn on and off and with a flick of my fingers the lights will automatically turn on and off too. While my computer is like a person talking to me and answering all of my questions as if I am talking to a real person.

Oh, she can do a trick like that? "Light, how did you do it? Teach me!" I asked excitedly. "You don't know how to do it? It's so basic!" Light was confused. "No one taught me about that! I was focusing on my ice attributes the past eight months!" "Oh, okay." I beamed when Light taught the trick. She knows a lot of tricks, and she ended up teaching me a lot of tricks. As a result, we lost track of time and slept late. ... The next day.