Light Upon Light Novels & Stories

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.

“Perfect,” the woman said, clapping. “You’re in the pink cloud section. Right this way!” “Pink cloud section,” Vandaulf repeated flatly. “Sounds like a cult.” Lily leaned into him. “You’re in too deep now, snack knight. Embrace the glitter.” "This one has Bluetooth," Lily said, nodding to a spaceship-looking, really modern stroller. "Bluetooth? To play for what—streaming lullabies or ordering an Uber when I freak out during diapering?"

Run! The light was real. God. Not imagination. Fair. Not hope. Reasonable. Real light. God. Tiny. Fair. Weak. Reasonable honestly. But real. God. And right now— it was the most beautiful thing Lily had ever seen. Fair. Because light meant exit. Reasonable. Exit meant home. God. Home meant Mama. Fair. And Dada. Reasonable honestly. Then another thunderclap shook the cave. God. BOOM. Fair.

It seemed he knew something when Noah said the word “Starlight” On the other hand, Lux was trying to calm down and took a deep breath. The blonde-haired girl had a faint smile on her face, “Huft … looks like I have to use that. Like it or not, I have to do it in an emergency like this. In fact, I really don't want to use it because the side effects are quite troublesome.” Lux who showed a calm expression and she suddenly smiled faintly, it made the man who attacked her feel that something was strange.

He entered the club designed with different types of multicoloured ceiling lights ranging from Parabolic Carnister light,Moonflowers to Beam lights. James went straight to the bar and sat down on one of the chairs there.He immediately ordered for a drink which he gulped immediately,the reflection of the light coming from the parabolic Carnister beamed into his eyes making him remember his dead kids as their memories flashed through his mind.He kept ordering for more drinks and within a short period of time he became tipsy.

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?"

I hold him like it’s the last time. "Hold on," he says. He grips the throttle. And then, the night turns to day. It happens in a split second. A beam of blinding white light cuts through the darkness from above. It hits the lodge. It hits the trees. It hits us. The light is physical. It carries heat. It washes out the world, erasing the shadows. THWUP-THWUP-THWUP-THWUP. The sound follows the light. A rhythmic, chest-vibrating beat that shakes the pine needles from the trees.

These bright eyes would take them, open like a canvas waiting for color on it. My smile shines with the brightness of morning, as do my waking eyes - "Echoes in the Night" is, indeed, a unique piece," I said, my voice surging with emotion, like a poet reciting a love sonnet. "It's a mixed-media installation studying light and dark as the yin-yang in relation to harmony."

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

In the midst of the battlefield, Seraphine orchestrated the chaotic interplay of light and darkness, serving as its focal point. Lira's brain spun quickly as she attempted to pinpoint a vulnerability in Seraphine's defenses. She observed that whenever they used light to attack, Seraphine responded with darkness, and vice versa. "We must disturb her equilibrium!" Lira yelled at Marcus. Utilize both brightness and darkness in our offensive strategies! Marcus agreed, comprehending her plan. He transferred his sword to his opposite hand, causing a shadow to appear on its edge. Unitedly, he and Lira initiated a synchronized assault, combining their abilities of brightness and shadow.