Reader Light Novels & Stories

A radiant light poured from it, flooding the battlefield with its warmth and power. Lara lifted her hand, and as she did, the light intensified. She aimed it at Thana, and when the beam of pure energy touched the Queen of Darkness's face, Thana let out an ear-piercing shriek. Writhing in agony, Thana’s skin began to crack as dark smoke escaped from the wounds. The light from the ring burned with the intensity of a thousand stars, pushing back the shadows that clung to Thana like a second skin.

He murmured, "She's just lying there anyway, like she's already gone, not using her eyes. Might as well give them to someone who really needs them." A shadow of pity passed over the doctor's face as he said, "But… What if Ms. Yocelyn Carden wakes up one day?" "Then we'll cross that bridge when we get to it." In that instant, it hit me like a ton of bricks. Was Samuel planning to give my cornea to Amelia? Was he willing to leave me blind? I was rooted to the spot, my mind reeling, as I slowly backed away from Samuel. Watching them together, so lovey-dovey, a wave of icy dread spread through me.

However, as I neared the staircase, a kid came barreling towards me. In that split second, I tumbled down the stairs. Agony ripped through my belly, and as I stared at the dark red liquid spreading on the floor, darkness closed in. ... Marvin stood in the sterile hospital corridor, staring at a lifeless form under a stark white sheet. He read the doctor's report, each word a leaden weight. He cursed his knowledge of the words, cursed his own feeble strength. He had clung to hope, believing time would heal.

Alas, no matter how gently I tried, the doll was beyond repair. It was not until the next day, when Rebecca walked by my room, that I started to snap out of it. I picked myself up off the floor. I had someone clear out the room. Silently, I moved to the desk, my eyes landing on the dusty family portrait. There they were, Rebecca and Nash. Her smile was so bright that it hurt to look at. Outside, the sky was a menacing shade of gray. I set the photo on fire with a lighter, and I watched in silence as it turned to ash.

I murmured. That gave me an idea. I fumbled through my bag and found the keychain flashlight, which wasn't going to be helpful, but the other side was a laser pointer. I pointed it towards a threshold in a mirror. As the light left the flashlight, the red beam became visible. It wasn't just a spot like in our world, instead, it was a path of light. "Whoa," I whispered. Then louder, I asked, "Can you see that?" Remi's image looked left and right following the red beam in front of him. "Yes! Let me follow it."

The shield closed, and we were left to wait outside. An hour passed. Then two. In the third hour, the circle began to flicker with an unnatural light, a color that didn't belong in a proper healing ritual. Martha gripped my arm nervously. "That light… something's wrong." Elder Thomas's face grew grim. "She's using the wrong herbal combination. If this continues, it will—" His words were cut off by a guttural, animalistic scream. The sound was completely inhuman, filled with pain, despair, and… an unspeakable horror.

The afternoon light was coming in directly now, the amber bars across the honey floors, the brick at the back glowing in the way it glowed when the sun committed. Maya was right. You couldn't hedge in direct light. I opened the retainer contract and began to read.

Now Thursday to Sunday, which she has described to Faye as feeling like the right size for March. The lamp is good. It is the kind that produces a warm, directional light suited to reading rather than working, the specific difference being that reading requires enough light to follow a line of text over hours without strain while working requires a more distributed illumination. Irina said she wanted a good lamp and Celeste ordered one and it is good. Irina looks at the lamp for a moment when it is installed. She says: yes. She looks at Celeste. She says: thank you. Celeste says: Théo described the room. I understood what it needed.

I jump when the door is snapped shut behind me, the interior so dark that I’m momentarily blind before my nocturnal vision kicks in and almost fall onto my seat as I clutch the cold leather and edge myself to sit down. The inner car is spacious, unlit, and my vision starts to adjust properly just before Leyanne lights it up with a glowing ball in the center of her palm. I blink, flinching painfully at the sudden white light she just dazzled me with and snort again, showing my displeasure with her for all of this. “Not all of us have night vision goggles you know, Darrius. The sun doesn’t hurt you so why are we sat in a dark box? Are you allergic to interior lighting?”

Richard exclaimed. “I don’t think so, someone says that Rodulf and I are much the same and I’m quite stronger than Anne , Rodulf is invincible, but so I am!” Lesly hunter her head slightly as she replied. The sniper rifle in her hand emitted flashing red light in the dark when the light directly covered with a huge clouds.