Unscramble Lighting Novels & Stories

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[Kiss Me Harder, I Won't Run, I Promise!] The whole building was overwhelmed by blue and red piercing lights that luminously swam in the atmosphere, mischievously travelling across the whole place whilst rudely exposing people who tried to hide their evil deeds — a few of them, of course not many liked how the light approached them.

Laura parted her lips, trembling words on the tip of her tongue but never able to make it through. Suddenly, a fluid, bright light leaped into the room like a hum invader, making a disorder of the broken-down entrance. It completely drowned out the dim bulb on the ceiling, then proceeded to cast long almost strung-out shadows that waltzed faintly across the messy walls. Instinctively, Laura flinched and threw her arm up to shield her eyes. Her heart gave a startled jolt, pounding like a drum in her chest as her breath hitched in surprise. The brightness made it impossible to see anything clearly.

Today was the day I would finally regain my sight. Dr. Thomas walked in. “Don’t be nervous. We are going to take off the gauze now. The light might be a little piercing at first, so don’t rush. Just open your eyes slowly.” I nodded anxiously. A minute later, Dr. Thomas said, “Open them slowly.”

As expected, it did not take long for another text to pop up from my friend. [Darren's such a wolf! No wonder you were shaking every time he got cozy with Betty!] [Is your wolf holding up okay?] [As for Betty… Ugh, I've never liked her!] Darren's mask of lies had been ripped off, exposing the selfishness underneath. He had basked in the pack's adoration, but then, he was drowning in their scorn.

"They don't even remember it. To them, this—this vertical tomb—is the entire universe. We’re raising a generation of 'Subterraneans,' Audrey. If we ever find a way back to the stars, will they even want to go?" To protect the children’s sensitive eyes, the Union had to "Recalibrate" the city’s lighting. They moved from the warm amber of the Glow-Lamps to a "Far-Red" spectrum that was invisible to the humans but functional for the plants and comfortable for the Silver-Eyed. The Spire became a world of shadows and deep crimsons, a "Hell-Scape" to the old eyes, but a playground to the new.

What's going on—" Her words faltered as Damien pressed a button. In an instant, the oppressive darkness was replaced with a breathtaking display of shimmering lights. The scenery before her was magical, like something out of a dream. Majestic archways adorned with twinkling lights stretched as far as her eyes could see. Each arch was intricately designed with delicate white metalwork, interwoven with clusters of vibrant flowers. Fairy lights danced across the vivid blooms, their colors blending into a mesmerizing spectrum. String lights cascaded above them, adding to the enchantment.

LUNA'S POV I looked at myself in the mirror. I was different from the usual girls you'll see in New York. I had pure black hair, a round face with big gray eyes, a small nose, and a curvy shape. I was very well endowed but even though I was body confident, I got a lot of unwanted attention. I looked at the time and realized I was late. I bolted out of the house and ran as fast as I could. I couldn't wait for the bus and my workplace was just ten minutes away.

“I am not my fears. I am not this darkness!” As Lyra fully stepped into the light, the shadows around her shrieked in agony, retreating as if scorched by the brilliance surrounding her. “Yes!” Blair cheered, feeling the power of their unity strengthen. With a collective surge of energy, the three of them stood together, hands joined, a testament to their bond. The light pulsed with intensity, pushing the shadows back further and further, illuminating the clearing with a brilliance that felt like dawn breaking over a long, dark night.

The sunlight seeped in slowly through the linen curtains—warm, golden, and languid. It bathed everything in warm, forgiving hues. Lily woke up for the first time in a long time without the weight of nightmares. No jolts. No screams muffled in her throat. Just breath. Steady. Real.