Light Out Novels & Stories

It was almost as if it was a time line as we walked down the hall. I saw a sword. Many different people held the sword as we walked. Sometimes it was a person outlined in black light, which was strange to see black light. It was not like the UV purple light that they called black light in the clubs. This was inky dark light. Almost like paint, but reflected as light. My physics brain couldn't wrap itself around the concept, and yet here it was right in front of me.

Returning my gaze back to the rock in my hands I'm to connect with it? I feel ridiculous. “Please put off the false lights, I believe it is distracting the Silver one” I swallow a laugh, false light? He talks really weirdly. Lily who hasn’t let up with her flashlight dimmed it and then turned it off completely. As the flashlight went out, the rock in my hand suddenly glows brighter I nearly drop it in surprise, it is not bright enough to be blinding or to illuminate a completely dark room but quiet, bright. The soft light slips between my fingers and I stare at it, fascinated.

"Claire, Your Light ability will be very rare in the near future. And the use of light ability except for being used as a light to light the darkness, it can also use in healing. The light ability user can heal any kind of mortal injuries once they reach level six high rank. While once you step in level seven you can already heal a person with a one hour old scrath wound from zombies to prevent them into turning into one, but once you reach the level ten, you can already heal a person who gotten bite by zombie who did not passed yet thirty minutes old. The higher you reach in cultivating your light ability level the more useful your ability is. So, From now on, you must prioritise in cultiv

"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.

“Do you want me to turn it off? I don’t mind either way.” Without hesitation, I got up and turned on the night lamp on her bedside table before heading to the main light switch. Then, a warm, golden light filled the room, casting a gentle glow that made everything feel more intimate and serene. The soft illumination highlighted Poppy’s delicate features, making her look even more beautiful as she lay there.

Harold finally caved to their relentless curiosity, "Okay, okay, no more questions. We're off to Lunaris Inn later for some stargazing." Out of nowhere, Selena piped up, "Lunaris Inn, that's the spot for lovers—pricey and oh-so-romantic. It's open just once a month, and our Alpha snagged the grandest suite. They say it's a glass palace that glows wild and beautiful in the moonlight... Talk about a couple goals for our alpha and his mate." My polite grin was on the verge of cracking. I was in the dark about such intimate plans, yet Selena was in the know before me.

I don't need to be a wolf to know that it's Conrad howling for his mate to come back. I can't take it anymore. I wrap my arms around Prince Eli and gently whimper into his thick woolen jumper. I know I need to be strong for my best friend, but I'm struggling. Prince Eli just rubs my back, making me think he also needs comfort. I have the curtains drawn as it is easier to focus with artificial light, but the damn curtains are not closing properly. A stream of moonlight is entering the room, throwing my focus off due to the distraction.

To his surprise, instead of the suffocating darkness, he was greeted by a blinding beam of light. The light burst forth like a lightning strike, suddenly illuminating everything around him. For a moment, Dean was dazed, his eyes struggling to adjust to the sudden brightness. Slowly, he opened his eyes, and the sight before him left him stunned—he found himself standing in what appeared to be an ordinary home. The space around him was warm and familiar, filled with a comforting sense of normalcy.

Noah The clicking is the only window we've ever had with this thing, and it's open right now, a foot from Bernard's face. Behind me a phone light comes on. It's a long way back, at the edge of the lot where the crowd is, and it's a small light. But it's pointed straight down the row of tea lights at the dark and if it’s joined by a few more it’s going to light up the dark enough for them to see what’s happening.

I couldn't get a full breath. "Hello? Anyone? I swear to God, if this is a prank, it's not funny." Then I heard it… the snickers from the darkness. It continued, then it came from everywhere. "Let me out of here this instant!" Once I said that, the lights came on from every corner. The lights were 50,000-lumen corn bulbs. Fixed strategically in every part of the room. It was too bright, all of them. My eyes burned. I squeezed them shut and still saw red through my lids.