Tiny Light Novels & Stories

It seemed Pete had better taste in things like this. “Are you frequent?” She asked while looking at the bar's interior. The lights were dim but bright enough to spot irregular activities but there were some tables with darker lights than the others. “Yes, my friend own this place. We come here to chill some weekends.” Amelia nodded, maybe she got him wrong. Maybe not. “Aren't you going to get me drinks?” Amelia asked. “What do you want?” “Tequila. Five bottles.” Pete smiled, “Okay.” Even though he wasn't going to get as much as that.

The aftermath of shock, but Lara would sooner have been boiled alive than cry in front of him. “If you were hanging off the edge of a cliff, I’d stand on your fingers,” she told him jerkily. She heard paper tearing. A bottle of ‘Blonde Passion’ landed beside her. “The name caught my eye,” he raked down at her, “and the stupid salesgirl sprayed some of it around me. That was yesterday and I still can’t get rid of it!” A long silence stretched. Her teeth bit into the hand she had wedged against her mouth but she couldn’t stop the faint tremors still racking through her.

I swallowed hard and do as stated; a bit shy that Kuya David caught me staring at Triton… “I still couldn’t get used in the world of these normal people; it is way different from our world. The way of living is different, unlike from the countrymen of Hanyang.” Minseo kept his gaze on the sky. In their world, the sky looks so mesmerizing but in this realm, their sky looks awful. At night time, there are no visible stars that could be seen, but in Hanyang, the stars are skinning so bright up the sky. He wonders what they could have been doing there. Was there any celebration now that the headache of the palace is gone? How’s Jun, the Queen, and his play dolls there?

The room was dark, Al walked towards the small door beside the bookshelves, He took out the key and unlocked the door. The room was spacious from the inside, the faint blue colour had lit the room, Al glanced at the screens that were recording every room of the mansion. Al moved the chair and sat over it, he moved the mouse and clicked on camera no 15, that was Michel’s room. There was no one in the room currently.

The three gave me approving nods but I do not know what I was supposed to do. Just then, glimmering lights started to materialize before our eyes, crystal blues, and sapphire red, lush green and silver whites. It was the tinkers that appeared. Their appearance was a magical scene that is enough to leave the mouths of its spectators with jaws drop. I reached out my hand to one of the lights and as it bounces from my finger it bumps into the other lights creating a chain reaction and producing sparkling dusts.

Andrew, Daniel, Alex and even Lisa is also present at the party. "When they came Mr Alex?" Lisa asked. "Sorry, miss Green, I don't know about that. Maybe they are on the way", Alex replied. Suddenly they all hear the sound of the car and immediately understood. They all went to switch off the lights to gives surprise to Emily. When Emily and Ryan get off from the car they saw all the mansion lights are off. "Ryan is there is a light cut in this area, why there is no light in the home?" Emily asked cutely.

He looked at the door, then glanced back at me briefly as if he remembered something trivial, and said: "It’s easy." He slowly raised his hand. At first, nothing happened, but suddenly a faint yellow light appeared in his palm, like a small spark born in the darkness. But it didn’t stay that way; it began to grow, intensify, and become brighter until it turned into a pulsating ball of light. The light was so strong that I closed my eyes involuntarily. I felt a slight sting in them, as if the light was piercing through them.

Where the center of town had once been beautiful and bustling, everything in this pack seemed to flourish at night. Every tree and plant seemed to be full of these little twinkling lights. They casted silver light across every surface, reminding me what this pack had been named for. At closer look, the little twinkling lights weren't lights at all. They were insects, millions of them. Little translucent bodies and large, pixie-like wings. Their inner lights seemed to flicker and dance with the flap of their wings.

The lamp burning on the garden wall. Small. Real. Enough.

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.