Novel & Cerita Tangled Now I See The Light

Marina's hair turned gray overnight, and she eventually became very mentally unstable as she hugged Tiana's photo in the garden everywhere while staring blankly at nothing, seemingly lost in thought. She also kept mumbling, "Tiana's afraid of the cold. She needs more sun…" Leonard handed the bank card to Tamara. "This is from your sister," he said. "She told you to leave this place and start over elsewhere." Tamara took the card and burst into uncontrollable tears until she could barely stand upright. "Tiana… I'm sorry… I've let you down…" She finally understood that some things just couldn't be snatched away from others, and some pain and suffering could never be avoided.

The shadow hissed, recoiling as the light burned a gash through the upper half of its torso. For a moment, I felt triumphant. Then the wound closed nice and slow but deliberate, threads of darkness knitting themselves back together. Little light, he rumbled. You wear her skin, but you are no goddess. I swallowed hard. “No. But I’m the one standing between you and the last seal.” Light flared at my fingertips, blinding-white. “And that’s enough.” He lunged.

Palmer’s POV --- The night air felt heavier once we stepped outside. The restaurant’s warm glow spilled onto the pavement like a golden stage light, casting long shadows across the quiet street. My pulse was a drum in my ears, steady but fast, like it knew something I didn’t. Arrow’s sudden presence had already shattered the fragile illusion of control I’d built with Andrew tonight. And now, standing between them, I could feel something dangerous brewing beneath the surface — old, sharp, and waiting to be set off like a match to dry kindling. 💥

He let out a small huff, "You owe me more than just that." I looked up quickly, our eyes locked, and suddenly I found myself lying down with him close. "I meant what I said before. I want you to be with me." I tried to wriggle free, "Mr. Lloyd, you can't be serious, please let me go." His eyes looked so sad, and I felt a tear from his eye touch my face. "Wendy, don't you remember me at all?" "Mr. Lloyd, you..." "Just call me Thomas."

All I wanted was to escape, to be anywhere but here. My vision blurred, my body growing weaker by the second. Darkness started to creep in at the edges of my sight. My limbs felt heavy, and my breath became shallow. Then i heard a sound. The door creaked open. The last thing I saw before everything went blank was Scout.

My eyes rolled to the back, and I let out a hiss in a low, broken tone, just enough to create the illusion that I wanted. Possessed. “Carissa, are you okay?” She asked, voice skeptical. I had to do more. More that would make my little act more believable, and what better way than— “Oh, she’s the shining star. The one who was born to bring it all together, her light burns so bright that the darkness around cannot stand it, and I have been sent to quench that light.” I hissed, thrashing myself around on the ground. “I have been sent to diminish the light of the one who was sent to bring it all together. Her light burns bright, and I must seize it.”

I said in a cold and steady voice, "Just like your promises. They're all broken." His hand trembled slightly, as if my words had cut deep. Lucas stood silent for a long moment before inhaling a slow, painful breath. A flicker of desperation crossed his eyes as he asked, "Wilma… if none of that had happened, do you think… maybe there could've still been a chance for us?" His voice was low, pleading, like he was grasping at the last sliver of hope. But I shook my head gently. "There are no what-ifs. Just like the stars… Once they choose their path, their orbits are set. They'll never cross paths again."

But now, he was standing in someone else's house with a young, attractive woman nestled in his arms, her own wrapped around his waist. Both of them turned to me at the same time. I froze up, my mind going blank. For a few seconds, it felt as if the world had disappeared around me. "Is that my order?" The woman's voice pulled me back to reality. Holding in the shock I felt, I glanced at Edgar. He didn't recognize me. I was wearing my yellow delivery uniform with a face mask and a cap. He wouldn't have expected me to turn up here. "Hello. Are you Ms. Irina Upton who placed an order to be delivered to Block 18, Unit 802?" I asked, purposely disguising my voice.

Calvin's grip on my hand vanished instantly. I did not even want to spare them a second glance, so I turned and walked away. I could feel the sting of Rebecca's glare on my back. Soon enough, their laughter was a mere echo behind me. … The next morning, I grabbed my bags, ready to hit the road. However, the moment I stepped outside, the world went pitch black, and I was out cold. When I came to, I was tied to a chair.

“If we reunite, we might destroy the Voice.” The crowned one glared at her. “Or lose ourselves forever.” “You said it yourself,” I whispered. “The only way forward is through truth.” The crowned version’s blade faltered then she dropped it and stepped forward. For a single, breathless moment, both versions reached for each other. The light exploded. The light burned hot, white and red like the blood moon itself. The two versions of her trembled as their hands touched, and I felt the pulse ripple through the chamber like the heartbeat of Black Hollow.