Reader Light Novels & Stories

I was immediately engulfed in darkness when I followed them inside. It's as if it's drowning me all over again. I should've just stayed outside. Liam calmed me down a little by opening a lampshade on the side of his bed. I'm fine as long as there's light... I hope... "Can't you turn on all the lights, Liam? It's so gloomy in here." Where is Maddison? Perhaps she was just nearby and can only be seen once his mother switched on the light. Liam's canary yellow light on the side of his bed is the only source of light.

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?”

“When I’ve your arms around me. I know if you’re with me, nothing can trouble me.” “I love you Dara!” “I love you too Wade.” she got him out of hold and asked, “You know what they say, only a vampire can love you forever.” “Lucky you.” Wade chuckled. “Wade I’ve heard and seen in movies too that vampires burn in day light but when I see you, you’re okay in the light, how?”

“Wait, how does that work though?” Lila asked, turning to face the man in the corner. He wore a pitch black suit and black sunglasses, blending in the shadows well enough even without the invisibility device that had concealed him at the tea table. “Eyes work by detecting light of various wavelengths to detect colours. This device works by taking an image and providing an approximation of the background, using cameras on the inside to smooth out the image,” he explained, lifting up an umbrella looking device from behind one of the table legs that had concealed it.

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?"

He purposely distanced himself from her to take a deep breath and gather his thoughts because his brain's neurons started behaving differently after exposure to Lanaya. The author suggests visualizing a light that has been on all day. He made another attempt. "The light is low at first but quickly increases in intensity. Eventually, the light will become too intense if it isn't turned off and allowed to cool down. The light will flicker and die, the device will explode, or a wire will catch fire." He doubted his own sanity and reason. He knew he was on the correct track because of how she looked at him. "That is something that may occur. Please don't get burned out."

Although I can sense another presence than us in the roo A match flicks, the room slowly brighten up with the help of silver lanterns positioned by the wal Nothing could stop the gasp that escapes my lip Da d.s.l.m.w.s.n.e.l.x.t.d.p.."."."r.. ."e.."" r?d.."t.e.x.t.T.e.e.t?p.s.e.r.e?."..d.T. "e.s.n.."e.Y.."e.y.y.t.y.e.g.e.y.e.k.r.r.o.s.m.s.e.y.u.s.y.."room slowly brighten up with the help of silver lanterns positioned by the wall. Nothing could stop the gasp that escapes my lips.

Laredo didn't leave loose ends, and Toby was the loosest end of all. I looked back at the bed. Laredo shifted, his chest rising and falling in the shadows. I had to get to the glass. I had to tell Toby to run. I found a small, handheld LED light in the bedside drawer—one Laredo used for reading when he didn't want to wake me. I stepped back to the window, shielding the light with my hand so the glow wouldn't spill back into the room. I clicked it on. Dash. Dash. Dash. "O" for "Out." Go away. Run.

Atticus narrowed his eyes and studied me. "What is Lugh light?" I asked curiously. Sawyer chuckled, "Lugh is the Irish God of light and that flash you do is called Lugh light. It is a very rare gift…" "And something that your mother has given you because I can not do it," Atticus said while rubbing his chin in thought.

There were small tables and padded armchairs arranged throughout the levels in remote pockets for the visitors to read or discuss. Much of the lighting was provided by the ambient light of the sun through the glass wall of the front, though it was a particularly dreary day and the clouds had shut up much of the light, leaving only dark and grey. For days like these, there were, also, maurium lamps and floor lighting provided for convenience and style.