Luz En Tinieblas Novels & Stories

The night before I left, Xavier and I took a walk. The night before leaving, Xavier and I took a walk. "Have you compared the answer yet?" he asked. "I should hit at least 1540," I replied, kicking small stones as we walked. My scores had not dropped below 1530 in the past six months, so I was confident. Besides, the test this time was not particularly difficult, and I finished it smoothly. Just as I spoke, a pair of bright headlights suddenly blinded me. I quickly shielded my eyes and noticed a car was speeding toward us, clearly out of control.

Liza reminded her as she pulled the blanket to cover her whole body like a cocoon. "I'm not sleepy," Nevea replied shortly. She kept staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, a thundering roar filled the night, and the power went out. The darkness was eerily quiet—no cars on the street, no lights on the road or the building. It was as if the world had disappeared. "Ne…Nevea, where are you?" Liza carefully enunciated each word as she spoke, her fear evident in her shaking voice.

This morning light is so dark than my night, the room is brightened with sunlight but all I can see pitch dark because there is no light no hope that can peck through my dark life. Flashback : Emily sat alone in her dimly lit room, her face buried in her hands as tears streamed down her cheeks. The sound of her sniffles echoed through the empty space, filling the air with a palpable sense of despair. The lobby room which was attached straightforwardly to her room, she was continuously thrashing the wooden door to open as her sobs echoing through the empty halls like a haunting melody of pain and longing. On the hall room: "Please, it hurts, please!!! Stop..." Sofia's voice trembled with agon

Ellaya walked forward, the wind lashing at her like invisible claws, tugging at her tattered dress—ghostly fingers urging her forward... or trying to hold her back. She flinched as thunder roared above, a deafening snarl that vibrated through her bones. A flash of lightning lit up her face, casting her features in a pale, sharp glow—one second of clarity in the suffocating darkness of the haunted night. Her legs trembled beneath her, each step sending a sharp, searing pain through her foot. Blood oozed from an open wound, mixing with the dirty puddles beneath her, leaving behind crimson trails like silent cries for help.

She challenged the man as she leaned her head back against his shoulder. "Hmmm…" Claude thought over it for a while before giving her his answer. "You love it because when the darkness comes it brings with itself light too. It gives those who are invisible to the eyes during the light a chance to shine. Just the stars." Before he could add anything to it, Ayla continued for him. "It brings with itself a hope. That no matter how dark it gets, there will always be light somewhere, guiding the lost souls."

I wanted to call Chelsea but I went against it and placed back my phone on the table. Maybe I would call her later. I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep. It felt like I was floating in thin air like outta space. I was surrounded by darkness but at a far distance I could see a tunnel of light. I followed it and it led to a dark room. It was full of chains and dead skeletons. The place gave me the chills. Something was written on the wall in a red substance. BEWARE YOUR END IS NEAR. Before I could respond the room began spinning and everything turned pitch black. I woke up breathing hard. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and I turned on the lights.

Small stones scattered about as if they wanted to harm anyone who wasn't careful. A half-hour walking on foot, the trees became more dense and dark. Rubiel light wasn't apparent because of thick clouds. For me, this wasn't a problem. My eyes were still able to see as well as during the day. In contrast to Dimas, who was only human, he still required light to see in the darkness. That's why he was holding a small lantern in his hand.

"I swear, I'll be everything you want. I'll be the good little mouse you keep telling me to be. Just… don't do this. Please." The darkness of the room pressed down on me as he flipped off the last light, leaving only a faint glow from the moon seeping through the window. That cold, silvery light barely reached us, casting long shadows that made the entire scene even more haunting. I felt completely exposed, trapped, and helpless.

The storm has take the lights, and even takes the soul out of the house. Our house that is usually humming with the invisible life from the lighting has gone tomb-quiet, almost like a grave yard. It’s so dark, I could barely see a thing. The floor-to-ceiling glass of the master suite is nothing but a black mirror reflecting the flashes of lightning over the valley.

******* Luna I was in a dark space, I tried finding a way out of it but I kept tripping because of obstacles that I couldn’t see. This was what I endured for a very long time until light suddenly beamed into where I was standing and it seemed a woman was in front of the light.