Light Story Novels & Stories

As they drew closer, the flicker transformed into a radiant beacon, illuminating the path ahead with a mesmerizing brilliance. "It's beautiful," Sasha murmured, her eyes wide with wonder. Alec nodded, his heart pounding with excitement. "Let's see where it leads us," he said, his voice filled with determination. Hand in hand, Alec and Sasha ventured towards the radiant light, their hearts brimming with hope as they embarked on a new chapter of their journey. But little did they know, the light held secrets far beyond their wildest imaginations, and their quest for answers was about to take an unexpected turn.

For in the darkest of times, the light of hope would always shine brightest. As they stood before the luminous glow, its brilliance enveloping them in a warm embrace, Sarah's eyes widened with wonder. "Do you feel that, Alex?" she whispered, her voice tinged with awe. "It's like... it's like the light is alive." Alex nodded, his gaze fixed on the radiant glow. "I feel it too," he murmured, a sense of reverence in his tone. "It's like it's calling out to us, guiding us towards something greater."

Prologue When I was a child, I enjoyed listening to my mother's stories. Portraying the never-ending struggle between darkness and light. I would always look forward to her stories, which would be very entertaining. She always told me darkness represents malevolence, while light represents positivity and virtue. Her belief was that the power of light was the sole means by which darkness could be defeated. The resounding message she would consistently convey in her stories is that light will perpetually prevail over the darkness.

My vertigo swam for a moment before my eyes adjusted to the new light. Remi laced my fingers with his and started us down the main hallways. There was no light source, but the surfaces seemed to reflect light just like the leaves and the bark in the forest outside. It was the oddest sensation. The walls were covered in pictographs, but they were outlined in multiple colors of light. It was beautiful. They weren't Egyptian style, but they were similar in how they told a story. It was almost as if it was a time line as we walked down the hall.

Offering his hand, Lea was confused that she stare at the hand he was offering. “What? Are you going to sit in the dirt all night?” “Ah, thank you” She mumbled feeling shy. But not what they are expecting, of all time and of all moment, once their hand touches each other, the lights in the garden suddenly started to appear. Just like magical light that appears in a fairytale. Just like a prince helping a damsel in distress. But unlike fairytales, it was a reality. There is no prince at all… all she had in here was a guy…

- she said to herself, rubbing eyes lightly with her hand. After all, Nadir had spent all her life in the Underworld, and to feed she would always go out at night, returning before sunrise, so she was not used to it, and the sun's rays striking her eyes were not pleasant. Nadir got up and pulled the blinds all the way down, then folded the couch she slept on and stowed the sheets in it.

After quite some time, I’ve received a reply so my smile was so big and bright. Grant: Yes, I’m already sleeping by now. I smiled even more and slightly laugh at his playful remark. Me: Will you go to school tomorrow? Grant: Yes, Good night. Me: Goodnight, Grant. Sweet dreams… I shook my head as I turn off my phone. I also turned off the lights and covered myself with the comforter. I remember the guy a while ago. Am I going to tell Mama about it? What if he’s a bad person and killed me? At least Mama would have a clue as to who’s my murderer.

The allied forces surged forward, their spirits lifted by the warmth of the light. Kai held Lyra up, letting her light shine across the battlefield. The darkness screamed, a sound that shook the mountains, but the light held strong. It pushed back the shadows, breaking the darkness apart until nothing remained but the clear, bright sky. The battle was over. The darkness had been defeated. Kai collapsed to his knees, Lyra still held against his chest. The baby was asleep now, her small face peaceful and serene. The golden light had faded, but a warmth lingered, a gentle glow that pulsed in time with her heartbeat.

His voice blurred slightly in the wind. "I brought you here at last. Didn't you always want to see the stars here?" My spirit floated beside him. My heart ached at the sight of his aged back. He scattered my ashes gently across the surface of the lake. "You will always be the light of my life." I laughed and cried at the same time in the air above him. I felt my spirit slowly fading away. It was a sign that I was about to disappear completely, but I wasn't afraid anymore.

"And then, in the months that followed, I learned the truth. Ronan had planted seeds. His memories. His lessons. The shape of his love. The Unmaker couldn't take those. They grew inside me, slowly, painfully, until I had a new light — not the Luna's light, but my own. Small. Fragile. But real." Lira looked around the circle. "I gave that light away, too, at the Sunken Temple. To seal the Silence forever. I thought I was giving up the last thing I had. But I was wrong. Because the light isn't something you possess. It's something you pass on. And every wolf here — every student I've taught, every life I've touched — carries a piece of that light. Not my light. Your light. The light that comes