Luz En Tinieblas Novels & Stories

I stepped closer to my pillar and read the words aloud: "In the heart of darkness, light must shine, But alone, its glow will fade with time. By shadow’s grace, the light is freed, Together, they are one in need." Evelina joined me, reading the rest of the inscription on her side: "Through dusk and dawn, they dance as one, For without the dark, the light is undone. When both are present, the truth is clear, Together they guide, without fear." She met my eyes, understanding lighting up in her expression. "It’s a test of balance—light and dark. Both need to work in unity to move forward."

I swallowed hard and do as stated; a bit shy that Kuya David caught me staring at Triton… “I still couldn’t get used in the world of these normal people; it is way different from our world. The way of living is different, unlike from the countrymen of Hanyang.” Minseo kept his gaze on the sky. In their world, the sky looks so mesmerizing but in this realm, their sky looks awful. At night time, there are no visible stars that could be seen, but in Hanyang, the stars are skinning so bright up the sky. He wonders what they could have been doing there. Was there any celebration now that the headache of the palace is gone? How’s Jun, the Queen, and his play dolls there?

Lea's trap is closing. I am running out of time, and I am losing control. I look down through the darkness. The light in her basement window clicks on. I press my forehead against the cold glass, closing my eyes. 'Just hold on a little longer, Tara,' I pray to a God I'm not sure is listening. 'Just stay alive.'

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.

Darkness swallowed the room Lina could hear her own breathing. "Fames?" "I'm here." His voice came from somewhere to her left. Elena cleared her throat. "I can't see anything." "Stay where you are" ,said Fames. "Nobody move" Lina heard the faint clicking of something not too far from where they were Then there was light At first it was a small glint Like a distant candle But then the glow intensified Lina had to cover her eyes The projector at the far end of the chamber had turned on

The melody was full of hope and inspiration, and the rhythm fit in surprisingly well with the words of the poem. “In the stillness of the night, In the distance, there’s a light. The horizon’s brightly shining Its luminous glow blinding Why's the sun shining so bright? Because it is with all its might, Trying to conceal Del Cealus from us, But I’ll soon be there to set the people free As long as the sunlight never dims. I will now sail through the sky; Soon Del Cealus shall be found And be brought down from up high I’m taking along with me

Latin words filled the air, their meaning lost to all but those who practiced the mystical arts. "Lucem in tenebris, fiat ut sol nascatur," I intoned, my voice steady and resolute. "Vitam aeternam, doce mihi, lux perpetua. Lux solis invoco, exuro tenebras, ut ambulem inter lumen et umbram. Sol inter lucem et vitam me revocet."

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

“Good day? Day doesn’t exist, luna. It’s always night.” “Yet when the clouds are grey, we call it a day. When the clouds are dark, we call it a night. I know it’s always night, but we want to believe that something nonexistent, like the day, still exists. Subtly masqueraded, yet we want to believe that it exists. As for nights… they are always gloomy until one sees the moon and the stars.” “Luna wants to believe in hope?” “I do because it’s not the sky that holds the darkness, it’s the eyes that are blind to light.”

Book 2 *Soleil* Wonderful, darkness, silence, nothing. Until something soft, moist and warm interferes. The safe darkness is interrupted by the light. I fight against it. I want to stay in the dark, but the soft, moist and warmth keeps getting more intense and the light gets sharper. My eyes flutter open. At the end of a long tunnel I spot long green leaves of grass. That is really weird, I was just looking at blue flames a moment ago.