The Light Novels & Stories

Layla Death is cold and empty. It’s silent. It’s lonely. I feel weightless, like I’m being carried. But there’s no sound, no feeling in my body. Just a faint, flashing light. Everyone talks about seeing a light at the end of the tunnel. Follow the light--into death. Whenever people talk of the light they follow into heaven—or in my case, it’s probably hell—I always imagined it would be bright white. Not flashing red and blue like this light.

Naglakad lakad muna ako sa campus at napadpad sa canteen ng Business Ad department nang matanaw kong muli ang lalaking nakita ko kahapon. He's alone. Busy siya sa pagha-highlight ng kung ano sa librong hawak niya. Kinuha ko ang lighter sa bag ko bago naglakad papalapit sa kaniya. "Is this yours?" I asked him. Umupo ako sa tapat na upuan niya. He's wearing a dark grey polo and black pants. He first looked in my hands where the lighter is then he finally looked at me. I smiled. Sinusubukang bumawi sa inis na dinulot niya sa akin kahapon.

They’ve reached the ninth floor already. They find themselves in a warm-impressed room. A light yellow wall, colorful piled floor, and big windows gone through by that blue Lune illumination, yet the room isn’t illuminated by that blue illumination. The room is like illuminated by LED ones like in a department store. The windows might have been enchanted that any light that goes through it will be converted into a white one that they illuminate the room with white light.

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.

He sat by Logan and waited for the doctor to come out. the red light on the top of the operation room was blinking, and all the hope was tied to it. and then after many long hours the light turned off and the doctors came out. Both of them rushed towards him with a hopeful expression. …………………………

The goddess eyed me sceptically. “Ask it.” She demanded rather than invited. “You said, in order to defeat the darkness, you must first defeat the light.” I paused. A part of me hoped that what I was about to say was wrong. That I had got the complete wrong end of the stick. But the gnawing pain in my heart told be otherwise. “You are yet to ask me a question.” “The darkness is Tenebris?” I ask. “Yes.” “The light…” gulping back the tears that threatened to spill over, “Then the light must mean….”

You are being let down in the dark manhole, but you are given the required equipment to make sure you find your way out. The amazement on the eighth-graders’ faces is going to play itself out repeatedly afterwards, we know. I let off a smile. “Lux est imago veritatis,” I say. “Light is the image of truth.” Then I took off the cloth that had been tied around the grade eight's eyes and which was now hanging loosely around his neck. I folded it up and put it in the grade eighth’s other hand. "To remember that we're here to help each other. Now and in the future.” Then the boys hanging out the windows began to sing the school anthem. The sound of their voices made me get goosebumps

, no lights can trespass over 1 meter. An unknown energy on this planet is “eating” the light as a food source at night. As a result, no light exists. I look up to the sky. Leon says today’s weather is perfectly clear with no cloud, so actually we are gazing into millions of stars from GX67 Galaxy, but for now, as all lights are eaten, I cannot see anything above. I wonder how breathtaking it would be if the sky is perfectly clear. All the lights in this base are made with special grade metal to lock the energy so it doesn’t get burned too fast, as a result, all the lights look like rounded light

he said as he wrapped a piece of white cloth in a bamboo. I nodded. "How can I do that?" I asked him. He did not speak, and a black object circled the centre of the stone, just in front of the bamboo he built. With his hands, he lit the white cloth, causing me to almost jerk in shock. He is outstanding.

His voice blurred slightly in the wind. "I brought you here at last. Didn't you always want to see the stars here?" My spirit floated beside him. My heart ached at the sight of his aged back. He scattered my ashes gently across the surface of the lake. "You will always be the light of my life." I laughed and cried at the same time in the air above him. I felt my spirit slowly fading away. It was a sign that I was about to disappear completely, but I wasn't afraid anymore.