Reverse Lighting Novels & Stories

Scrambling to get upright, out of the path of the vehicle, my shoes slither and slide and all I achieve is to push myself backward to sit upright facing a pair of red-eyed reversing lights. Still struggling backwards, trying to get up... or away... or anything... at the last moment, something bumps up hard behind me: a mailbox... And I roll and twist, putting the box between me and the on-coming SUV. The vehicle reverses over where I was lying only seconds before then slams into the box, collapsing both box and bumper. Chrome and rubber crunch together and the left tail-light splinters before flashing on then off. On then off. Spitting blood, I leap up, then bolt down my side-road at a hamme

I gеt оut of the саr, lосk іt аnd start tо mаkе my wау dоwn thе back аllеу bеhіnd Cаlіbеr fоr thе ѕесоnd time today. It’s dаrk аnd I саn feel the tеmреrаturе dropping. Whаt looked lіkе a functional, well-lit rear ассеѕѕ роіnt thіѕ mоrnіng, nоw ѕееmѕ dаrk аnd thrеаtеnіng.

"Just get us past the ridge. Once we hit the service road, turn the headlights off." "Turn them off? I’ll drive us into a canyon!" "The guards have night vision on the SUVs, Scarlett. If they see beams, they have a target. If we go dark, we’re just a ghost in the trees," he gasped, his head thumping back against the headrest. "Do it. Now."

he growls, knowing the reason behind their sudden departure. Red and blue lights flash in our rearview mirror. We're being pulled over by the police.

Red and blue lights flashed wildly in the rearview mirror as Jax floored the accelerator, sending their stolen SUV careening down the dark coastal highway. Sirens screamed behind them like hungry predators closing in for the kill. Elara gripped the dashboard, heart exploding in her chest as another police cruiser tried to cut them off from the side. Jax swerved sharply, tires screeching on wet asphalt, narrowly missing a collision that would have ended everything.

Lucas stood with his head lowered, as if he couldn't even bring himself to meet my eyes. Slowly, he took a small box from inside his coat and held it out toward me. His voice was hoarse and barely above a whisper. "Wilma, I want to return this to you." I opened the box and saw the familiar star-shaped pendant. It was the same one I had broken and tossed aside in the car. It had been fully repaired. The delicate star glinted faintly under the light.

“THREE! TWO! ONE! ACTION!” Jordan found himself shouting, he hated that he was back to the traditional way of directing becasue these humans won’t learn how to stick to simple instructions. He was having it bad and he needed to deal with it as fast as he could.They were supposed to be close to shooting some of the last scenes but here they were still trying to get the characters comfortable with each other.

Bima asked internally, looking at the twilight sky as it began to fade. [System Suggestion: Your solar-powered flashlight can produce a sharp flash of light if manually overcharged. This can disrupt the Stalker Zombies' vision (temporarily).] "Riska! My flashlight! Can you overcharge it?" Bima whispered, handing it over. Riska nodded, taking the flashlight. "I can, but it’ll destroy the device." "It’s fine! We need the time!" Bima urged. Riska skillfully opened the flashlight and began tinkering with the wires inside. A flash of white light began to flicker erratically.

The climb up the Devil’s Backbone felt different tonight. Usually, the mountain was my sanctuary, a place where I could lose myself in the rhythm of the turns, but now it felt like a vertical trap. The three sets of LED headlights behind me were closing the distance, their beams cutting through the darkness like searchlights. These weren't the heavy, lumbering cruisers of the Iron Wolves; these were high-performance tactical SUVs with enough horsepower to flatten my Norton if I let them get close enough to touch my rear tire.

"Be careful!" Alex was also about to look at the rearview mirror when he suddenly found that there was also a car in front of him that had turned on the headlights. The dazzling white light shone over, and the road track of the white light ahead was so vast that he couldn't see clearly. What was worse, judging from the path of the white light, it was still coming straight in this direction. It seemed that it should be a lane in the opposite direction, which went against the rules and entered this side! Big Ken's nerves tensed up in an instant, but he was not absent-minded. He quickly slowed down and drove to the side, turning into a one-way path.