Under The Led Lights Novels & Stories

“This is my job.” The night shift… Lara took another look around her, at the room, at the furniture, at every luxury, and slowly shook her head. A night shift of staff for round-the-clock service. It was like living in a top-flight hotel. Then she wondered if Demis had taken a turn for the worse and frowned. “Do you know if Mr. Agelastos is alright?” she asked the maid.

It was about what was *under* it. The package began to emit a steady, rhythmic, blinking red light.

He sipped his wine and I saw the white flash of his teeth, the sight of them making me tingle in all the right places. “Follow me, there’s more,” he led me back closer to the house, by where the living room was and that’s when I noticed string of lights above me. They were strung from tree to tree all through the backyard, and high up at that. Which explained why I had not noticed them at first. Cade got out his phone and tapped it a few times, then the lights came on. First, they were solid white, then they began to change colors, blinking in and out of different solid colors. Then they were multicolored, coming and going in waves. I just stared stupidly at them, loving this small space tha

Chapter 64 Breaking Camp Joe and Bryan diligently patrolled the campsite, their tridents and spears held at the ready, as they maintained a watchful eye throughout the night. Thankfully, the tranquility of the underwater depths prevailed, and the hours flew by uneventfully. As the darkness persisted, the waystick, a specialized device emitting a soft, bioluminescent glow, began to illuminate the camp with a vibrant and bright pink light, casting a gentle radiance that bathed the surroundings in its ethereal hue. The waystick's glow, carefully crafted to mimic sunlight, served as the primary source of illumination in the deep abyss, where natural sunlight could not penetrate.

I stretched casually, waved my hands, and appreciated the mothers before stepping into the mansion. Upon seeing the mansion’s current state, my expression changed and my heart skipped a beat. My heart began to thrum against my chest gently. The mansion was dark except for the small and decorated LED lights that were arranged left and right. The LED light cast a beautiful scenery that formed the view of the moon and stars in the mansion. Scenting flower petals scattered next to the LED light. Even without thinking, I knew the four were trying to vow to me under the stars and moon.

, 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 balls, fluffy and warm wandering around the trees. I follows Leon to a tent.

They could tell that whoever had designed this place was certainly thorough and knew what he was doing. Kenny nodded. "We need to be more cautious as we enter because don't know what awaits us in there." They gently lifted the mat, revealing a hidden latch. Kenny pressed it, and with an audible click, a section of the floor opened, revealing a descending staircase leading into the underground. The passage was dark , so they had to use their own flashlights. They went down the stairs and the air grew cooler and the silence as they descended. The passage was a winding network of tunnels, illuminated by faint strips of LED lighting. They followed the path indicated by their map.

◆◆◆ Chapter 5 ◆◆◆ Three months later, Voltage was thriving. Our compromise approach, my atmosphere with his innovation, created something neither could have achieved alone. The LED accents glowed subtly along the edges of the dance floor, never overpowering the warm, intimate lighting I’d fought for. Kristov’s weekend sets packed the place, but Marcus’s residency nights still drew the loyal crowd who came for the vibe, not just the name. Profits were up twenty-three percent. The staff stopped flinching when we walked into a room together.

The moonlight was leaving a cool shade on the floorboards, and I waited for dawn—for total freedom. My freedom.

Only then did he lean back against the black leather seat with a sigh, running a hand through his black hair as if trying to compose himself for the day ahead. The car then continued around the corner through the columned opening that led to the underground parking garage. The modern underground parking garage, with dark grey asphalt floors and lighter painted parking bays was already relatively packed, with cars neatly parked in marked spaces. The cars vary in colours– red, blue, white, black– and appear to be mostly moder sedans and compact SUVs. Larger lightly grey rectangular concrete columns run in parallel rows along both sides of the lanes, supporting the ceiling. Around the base of e