Reverse Lighting Novels & Stories

Seven said, her eyes fixed on the rearview mirror. Maya looked through the back of the truck. Far below them, winding up the serpentine road they had just conquered, were two pairs of headlights. They weren't the warm, yellow glow of old halogen bulbs. They were the sharp, piercing white of Sterling tactical LEDs. "Reclaimers," Seven hissed. "They must have tracked the heat signature of the engine before it choked." "How much time?" Thorne asked, his voice trembling.

They gripped the heavy-duty car cloth in unison and flipped it over to reveal the car underneath. It was an expensive customized sports car, studded with bright pink gemstones that reflected brilliant rays of sunlight that could easily blind an unsuspecting individual.

“That was a 4.2 G-force maneuver. You’ve earned a ‘Gold Star’ for adventurous driving, Mr. Storme! Dispensing lavender-scented aromatherapy mist.” A puff of purple vapor hissed out of the vents, filling the cabin with the overwhelming scent of a Victorian funeral. "I can't see!" Roderick coughed, squinting through the haze. "Elias, I am going to rip this dashboard out with my bare hands!" "Don't! It’s integrated with the brakes!" Elias fanned the air in front of his face. "Sparkle, emergency override! Code: Crimson-Emerald-Seven!" “Code accepted,” Sparkle said, her voice dropping an octave into something more serious. “Emergency mode activated. Deploying countermeasures.”

Instead, he remarked casually, "Leave your car here. The driver will pick it up tomorrow morning. I want to see how skilled you are at reversing my car into the garage." Sage opted to not say anything about it. When she finally drove back to the estate's garage, she was bummed out by the difficulty of having to reverse into the garage. Even though there was a rearview camera helping her out on the monitor, she still couldn't park the car properly in reverse. "Pay attention to the yellow lines sketched on both sides of the tires. You should adjust the car's angle while turning the steering wheel around slowly." To Sage's surprise, Ian actually leaned over to grab one of her hands which rested

Logan glanced between Maverick and Aurora, confusion flickering across his face. “Reverse,” Maverick growled, his tone was sharper, more commanding. “Alpha,” Beta Logan responded immediately. Without asking questions, he shifted into action, gripping the steering wheel as he leaned back slightly to get a clear view and began reversing the car. “All warriors, reverse your vehicles now. There’s danger ahead.” Maverick’s voice cut through the minds of his warriors with authority. His tone left no room for doubt.

"It's going to have to be a compound lens, I think." "Well, I'm glad that means something to you," Remi said. "It means I will need to use several lenses to change the image. I think it needs to be bigger, clearer, and flipped upside down." I looked at the number of tallies on all the lenses. There was probably several ways to solve this puzzle. So, I just needed to pick a lens and then add a few more to it to change it until it was something I wanted. I knew I needed a convex lens to flip it upside down, so I started with one that had a five on it. That would give it a negative five focal length. I put that about in the middle.

Nothing happened. "She thought out everything to its finest detail." Angela smiled as she climbed back into the car. "Where are we going? We can't just go back. It doesn't make sense why your mom would block off this tunnel?” Angela reversed and aligned the car, "What are you doing?" And drove, the car's bumper aligning to the horizontal light, a green light flowered across the horizontal light. It was like it was scanning a QR code at the bottom of the car. The door then slides backward, opening up a way to the freeway. The freeway was the same road Angela used to pass every day. She never recognized the closing because there was another road over that exit, leading and that exit spiraling

But whoever the individual was, they were frantically trying to get my attention. My conscience wouldn't let me keep going, even though this neighborly gesture would interfere with my plans for tonight. I knew if it were me, I would want someone to stop and help. So I hit the brakes! I shifted my car in reverse, smoothly driving backward. Looking at my rearview mirror, I see long hair whipping and flying in the wind.

Again, the engine gave a weak sound but refused to start. She squeezed her eyes shut. Please, just this once. On the third try, the engine roared to life. Relief flooded her, but it was short-lived. The sudden, loud noise had given away her location. “She’s at the car!” Driver yelled. Hema’s eyes snapped up to see Nina and her driver turning toward her. Her pulse skyrocketed. Reverse! Which one is reverse?! Her frantic eyes darted to the gear shift, scanning the letters until she spotted the R. Without wasting another second, she slammed the gear into reverse and pressed the pedal.

“Find another way or we do it together. Those are the only options.” Five seconds. I looked at her. At the woman who had turned around after four minutes. At everything. “Together,” I said. The window peaked. **** I activated the reversal fully. Not the partial hold I’d been maintaining — the full opening, the complete inversion of the outward channel, everything I had pointed in the wrong direction from what thirty years of binding had made my body want to do. The chamber responded. The white runes surged — brighter than before, brighter than the convergence had made them, the specific brightness of a system being run in reverse generating heat it wasn’t designed to manage.