Shining Through Novel Novels & Stories

I answered. I remember when Ate Raine once made me go through an overpass with her. I could barely move because I could see the rushing vehicles right underneath us. I'm terrified to even think about what would happen if I fell off. It is truly impossible to avoid a vivid imagination when you are caught in a terrifying situation. "Hold onto my hand tightly," he said, shattering my train of thought once again. I looked up into his eyes and met an assuring glance. He nodded at me before I felt his hand tightly holding mine, firmer than before, yet it didn't hurt me at all.

Jaiyana laughed again, closing her eyes as she pressed her forehead against his, feeling the steady, powerful heartbeat beneath the fur. Shan sniffed at her necklace, the light within swirling faster, brighter, until it seemed to pulse in time with her heartbeat. He stepped back as the glow intensified, filling the small room with the golden brilliance of dawn breaking through a storm. The air hummed with energy, electric and alive, and Jaiyana’s hair floated slightly as if caught in a gentle wind. Sparks flickered from her fingertips, tiny arcs of radiance dancing across her skin before shooting out into the room like beams of pure sunlight. Her eyes glowed, bright and unwavering, reflectin

"You feel like you're floating, watching your body shake and cry on the floor... until they cut out half of your stomach." I looked at his suddenly pale face and asked in a soft voice, "How do you think I know all this so well?"

Vivian and Chase don't see it. They are standing facing each other, not talking, just looking, and the fire is climbing the walls around them and the light it throws is warm and golden and turns their faces into something from an old painting, and I am watching from somewhere outside the frame and I cannot move and I cannot call out and the fire reaches them and they do not flinch. It goes through them. Not burning. Something else. The fire moves through both of them like light through glass, like it is not consuming them but revealing them, and what I see in the revealing is the thing that makes me wake up.

Keeping pedaling into the middle of the lake, I really hope to be in the middle of the lake before sunrise, before the beautiful arunika shines its light. **Hello, thank you for reading this novel until you get to this chapter. Thank you for the support given. Those little comments, rates and support are very useful for the growth of this novel. I tried my best to write, and couldn't do without you. Thank you very much.

Sometimes I found out about a certain ability after something weird happens, good thing it hasn't been a public spectacle. I had discovered one, a shield that I could use to block my mind from mind readers. I had discovered it when I was in my capsule earlier that day, when I shielded my thoughts from Ashton. I had told my dad about how I had managed to block my thoughts from Ashton when he was looking for me. He had told me that some chips he had inserted in me that regulated the level of my abilities, giving way to my brain to catch up and activate some hidden ones that no one knows of. I might be discovering them bit by bit. I could use my shield to block my thoughts from Ashton because I

Dante said, finishing for him. “No,” Elian said. “Wouldn’t have been capable of it.” A pause, the car humming along the narrow road, the green flashing past. “The change is… I watch it happen. The way you’ve become more yourself. More available to what’s true.” He hesitated, his voice softer now. “The second novel is about that. About the slow turning toward the light. But watching it in person is… different from writing it.” “Better or worse?” Dante asked.

Shelley's POV... "I am Shelley, i am going to end my intolerable life today, " "thush...." I jumped into the river, closing my eyes to this cruel world, I can feel the suffocation caused by the water getting in my body, it was painful, so painful... I tried to open my eyes to see the last scene of my life, it was like a bright light sucking me in, I was dragged in that bright light. The bright light disappeared and only dark silence was remaining,

She felt the emptiness around her, filling every corner of her heart with uncertainty and darkness. Suddenly, however, a faint light began to creep into the void. The growing light brought a hint of warmth, and Selena saw a silhouette of herself glowing in the distance. The shape invited her to follow it, guiding her through the enveloping darkness. Selena followed the glowing silhouette, her hesitant steps breaking the silence in the void. With each step she took, the room began to lighten, and she saw beauty in the glowing silhouette. She was looking like the best version of herself.

It was finished. Her debut novel. After the Fall. All 87,416 words of it. A shaky breath escaped her lips. The cursor blinked on the final page, where her protagonist walked away from the wreckage of heartbreak and into the light of something new—something earned. Clara’s eyes burned with tears she hadn’t realized were building. It wasn’t just a story. It was hers. A patchwork of wounds and healing, truth and fiction stitched together. And Alex—he was in every chapter. In the way she described longing. In the ache of the heroine’s denial. In the slow, burning realization that love—real love—was never perfect, but always worth fighting for.