The Bane Of Light Novels & Stories

It hurt so badly that I broke out in cold sweat and pulled myself into a fetal position, shivering hard under my blankets. I thought of getting something to drink and got up, carelessly making my way downstairs to the kitchen. The lights in the living room weren't turned on. However, I caught sight of a dark figure sitting on the couch in the darkness. It was Leonard. He sat on the couch without moving a muscle. He was holding a cigarette between his fingers, the faint glow flickering in the dark. I didn't dare to make a sound and thought of retreating as quietly as possible. "Since you're already up, you might as well come over."

The shield closed, and we were left to wait outside. An hour passed. Then two. In the third hour, the circle began to flicker with an unnatural light, a color that didn't belong in a proper healing ritual. Martha gripped my arm nervously. "That light… something's wrong." Elder Thomas's face grew grim. "She's using the wrong herbal combination. If this continues, it will—" His words were cut off by a guttural, animalistic scream. The sound was completely inhuman, filled with pain, despair, and… an unspeakable horror.

Darren was still going at it, trying to win an argument that I had checked out of a long time ago. I turned him out, turned on my heel, and headed for the door. However, before I stepped out, I threw a glance over my shoulder and replied calmly, "Just so you know, I've got the Bond Dissolution Ceremony at the Moon Goddess Temple set for three days from now. We'll go our separate ways after that, so don't be late." The moment I was gone, Darren's composure crumbled into chaos. He racked his brain but came up empty.

the other Lydia says in my mind, her voice distant yet firm. I grit my teeth and reach forward again. This time, I let myself fall into the light completely. It feels like stepping straight into the heart of the sun. The heat devours everything. I can’t breathe, can’t think. My body feels like it’s breaking apart. My scream never leaves my lips, swallowed by the blinding brilliance. My skin dissolves, my blood turns to mist, my bones shatter. The pain is unbearable, but somewhere deep within it, I understand—it isn’t the light destroying me, it’s the poison burning out of me. Every piece of darkness Baron left behind is turning to ash.

“Yeah, but you know how my dad seems sweet. I would much rather have the ugly be upfront versus hidden behind a paper-thin smile.” “I get what you mean. It’s better to dance with the devil than to dance with an angel with devil horns.” “You say the weirdest things.” “Ha, ha yeah I do but its true. Its basically saying everything that glitters isn’t gold.” “Who wants gold anyway? Glitter is much better. You get it everywhere and it stays.” “Girl, you’re crazy. But look.” She pulled up a picture on her phone and showed her best friend. “This is Jason. He’s fifteen and he goes to the high school.”

"You call me all these things and pretend you care, but you don't! I still can't understand why you don't plan on killing me after I give birth because I'm not sure how I'll live a long, cruel life with such little love and husband who sleeps with a different, prettier woman, every night!" He narrows in on me with those dark, dangerous eyes. "Are you saying you want to die?" That's when I notice the glass lamp on my bedside table. Every word I said will happen if I don't stop it. "Yes," I say and I grab the lamp, hitting it as hard as I possibly can on my head. Then again and again until the blood blackens my sight and I lose the world around me.

Augustus’ P.O.V. I traveled back to my room, after a late night stroll. The stars were bright and plenty here, since we didn’t have many lights out at night. I could hear the whispers of the surrounding darkness calling me to use them. Sombra could easily control the darkness, but Bane was making it difficult. He kept burning the darkness out. ‘We can’t control the darkness if this keeps up,’ Sombra complained. ‘You expect me to just let the darkness fluff out my flames?’ Bane retorted.

I hold my hand up to Bane, and light leaves my fingers. If this motherfucker won’t leave of his own accord, I’ll rip him out of Bane. ‘Wait!’ A voice echos around us. ‘You don’t need to do that. I mean no harm; I just want to find my mate.’ “She detached herself from Lilly and is now using Vasara, isn’t she?” ‘Yes,’ I take a deep breath. “Leave Bane, and we can talk about this.” White light surrounds Bane; he howls loudly, head tipped back. I shield my eyes as the light gets brighter.

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.