The Beacons Are Lit Meme Novels & Stories

As my soul began to fade, becoming more and more translucent, Zach reached out into the thin air, almost as if in a trance. "Joey, was it this painful… before you died? Joey, I avenged you," he murmured. Then, a sudden flash of lights flickered behind him, and the shrill wail of sirens sliced through the night. Without a second thought, Zach jumped into the bear enclosure.

The moment Miles sent his message, the system popped up a notification. "Beck has left the group." Miles was dumbfounded. Without hesitation, he dragged him right back in and then replied, "Come on, I was just joking. Look at you—such a short fuse." Before Beck could reply, he was already typing again, "And honestly, this is on you guys. I told you yesterday we should watch the meteor shower and camp out. But nope, you were all 'busy,' so here I am, stuck alone. Boring as hell."

, she said rolling her eyes. Aahan made weird face ,"What ? Shayri me??? Impossible..I don't know atleast p of it ...", he shrugged his shoulders in disbelief. "You better never drink when you are outside otherwise people will think you are mad " •Flashbak ended•

‘Is your memory that bad? ‘Not to me, duh-brain,’ Elmo said. ‘To her!’ ‘Little Bertha?’ Lucas said bemused. Then his face adopted a look of utter horror when Elmo’s words finally made sense. ‘You mean, talk to Bea? Are you joking?’ ‘See this face?’ Elmo said dead pan. ‘Observe, there is no joking parked here.’

Natalia "Out tonight?" Gail, my ride-or-die roommate, purred from the bathroom door of our dorm, giving me those puppy dog eyes she knew I couldn't resist. But resist I must. I was booked tonight, a date of the blind variety, with some faceless guy I'd met online. "Remember? Online guy. Serial killer enthusiast?" I reminded her. Gail’s dark hair was tied up in a bun, ready to hit the town or any frat party on the menu. She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit.

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Daylight filtered through shattered skylights, painting the dust in gold and ash. Outside, the storm had passed but the world smelled charged, as if every tree remembered the lightning. They crossed the cracked parking lot, heading for a ridge that overlooked what had once been the city’s heart. From there they saw fires blooming in the distance—cold blue instead of orange, flickering in rhythmic patterns. Kira lifted her binoculars. “Signal beacons. Someone—or something—is mapping this area.” “Echoes,” Adrian said. “Each beacon could be one of them syncing with the others.”

Beck chuckled as he drank water from his bottle. I hadn't told him the full details of how I had met Mima in that burnt building. I had a little struggle fighting with those wolves so there might possibly be someone stronger than me out there who would be more of a foe than a friend. “Luna.” I turned to see Beck bowing to Mima. She was standing beside Daria in the most lovely sundress. The sun reflected on her face and her skin shone. She had been eating well.

The mummers were turning into loud noises full of questions. "Did the alpha say that they are bonded?" One voice asked loudly. "No way you heard wrong. How could our kind be bonded to humans, that's insane." Another answered, pissing me off. "Zver," Hunter called softly in my head to try and calm me down. "Did you not hear their fucking words?. They already know that my bond is human, yet they have the decency of saying such fucking shit." I pointed out. "I know, but what benefit do you get from killing one of our own?" He asked.

I chuckled at the remembrance of that. “I took out my phone from Purse, Annie’s message just popped in. Sugarpie 🦋💖🌈: “Did you get to see the shooting star😳, oh, I know you missed it, don’t worry Bebe, I made I wish for the both of us, and trust me it’s gonna come true, you’re more than you think you’re cakes, and I know everything will be fine by morning. Sweet dreams mama🌚💝.. and dream of us, naked. Muah 💋”