Light Story Novels & Stories

The shadow screamed as the light struck it, but it didn’t retreat. “You can’t fight it alone!” Eli shouted, rushing to her side. “I’m not alone,” Lyla said, her voice strong. The pack joined her, their combined energy bolstering the light. The shadow screamed again, its form weakening as the light grew brighter. Lyla felt the forest’s energy surging through her, stronger than ever. She focused all of it into a single burst of light, aiming it directly at the shadow’s core. The shadow let out one final, deafening scream before it dissolved into nothingness. The tree shuddered, its blackened bark cracking and crumbling away to reveal vibrant, glowing wood beneath.

‎ ‎The light. ‎ ‎Forever.

The pillows are amazing too, heavenly, even. With a heavy sigh, I push the comforter off my tired body and swing my feet off the bed slowly. Not far from the bed is a light switch, so I take a few steady steps toward it and flick it on. The the light is so bright, I'm blinded for a couple moments, but when I can actually bare the light, I notice a door a few feet away. I hurry over to it with my hand supporting the small baby bump I have and jiggle the knob desperately. Locked, of course.

Naglakad lakad muna ako sa campus at napadpad sa canteen ng Business Ad department nang matanaw kong muli ang lalaking nakita ko kahapon. He's alone. Busy siya sa pagha-highlight ng kung ano sa librong hawak niya. Kinuha ko ang lighter sa bag ko bago naglakad papalapit sa kaniya. "Is this yours?" I asked him. Umupo ako sa tapat na upuan niya. He's wearing a dark grey polo and black pants. He first looked in my hands where the lighter is then he finally looked at me. I smiled. Sinusubukang bumawi sa inis na dinulot niya sa akin kahapon.

Atticus narrowed his eyes and studied me. "What is Lugh light?" I asked curiously. Sawyer chuckled, "Lugh is the Irish God of light and that flash you do is called Lugh light. It is a very rare gift…" "And something that your mother has given you because I can not do it," Atticus said while rubbing his chin in thought.

Lumi had curled up with her stick still in hand, ready to fight the dark if it misbehaved. Light, she’d said her name meant. Fitting. Because somewhere ahead, in the heart of the Sun, darkness waited to forget me. And this tiny, impossible spark of light refused to let me go dim.

" My voice was shaking with terror as I asked. She remained silent. Rather, she moved in closer and stroked my hair. I felt like I had known her my entire life, so I didn't flinch. Then she moved close to me and said softly but firmly in a whisper, "The light rests inside of you." Follow the fire when it beckons. I stood confused, surprised by what she had said. She caressed my cheek again and gave me a dejected smile. "Take care my child," she whispered. Suddenly, a thick, silvery fog rose from the ground. It lifted her off her feet, curling around her like a living creature. "Hold on—!" I cried out as I reached through the fog, but all I could grasp was cold mist. "Who are you? Who is Lig

His eyes began to hurt from the intense brightness. Seconds later, the giant trolls were all blocked by the white light that came in between them and the great armies. The light made a cut across the battlefield separating the two parties. It was almost like a huge wall now. Its height going up to a hundred meters. King Sindrion Celeste looked at his wife knowingly. The others remained shocked and confused by the magical great light. Just before any of them could recover, the wall of light started to move forward, in different directions, like a semicircle expanding.

“Did it work?” “I stopped shaking. Not because of the candle. Because I realized the light meant someone else was still alive in the room.” She frowned slightly. “That’s… not the kind of story I expected.” “You expected something cinematic? Gunfire in the rain?” “I expected nothing. You don’t exactly… volunteer details.” He smirked faintly. “Then consider this a rare indulgence.” A heavy crack of thunder made the candle gutter. Liora’s fingers tightened on the edge of the sofa.

Ernesta asked confusedly. Manager and Arian were as surprised as Ernesta, and they did not understand why Liam gave. Maybe because Ernesta Noah's eyes were ugly, he didn't like it. "Disadvantage, with the too strong light environment will reduce vision somewhat." Liam looked directly at Ernesta, reading out the information on her resume. “Did I read it right?” Liam asked coldly. "You read it right." Ernesta also did not want to waive. “So what? What do you mean?"