Where The Light Falls Book Novels & Stories

Kael cleared his throat, “Alpha..” No one said anything. The light from the book pulsed again, becoming brighter and brighter. It was almost blinding, I shielded my eyes with my arm as the light kept growing. “It’s happening again.” Xander muttered. What? Suddenly, the floor beneath us trembled. The light suddenly burst, filling the chamber with a blinding white. Then the world disappeared. ***** The light behind my eyelids finally disappeared. I slowly peeled my eyes open then blinked, disoriented. I looked around and we were no longer in the hidden chamber.

Atlas The moon rose slowly over Blackwood’s northern towers, casting a muted silver glow through the frost-kissed windows of my room. Its pale light slithered across the thick patterned carpet, glinting off scattered reports on my desk, illuminating the cracked spine of an abandoned textbook near my boots. Shadows stretched along the walls like silent witnesses to my unrest.

“When you turn eighteen, you are to go through a ritual. It will start your journey to either light or dark. You will face one year and six months on the dark side and the light side. At the age of twenty-one, your soul chose whose side you’ll be on.” “So, about my hands, why are they turning purple?” Ivy said putting her hands on the table for him to see. “Because Daniel forced the start of your journey, your body is turning, the Dark Dweller part of you is coming out, that is why you need to understand you cannot feed into darkness. You have to stay in the light you have to learn from Nick,” he said clearing his throat, his eyes never left hers.

I looked back at the pages of the book, wrapping myself more closely in the gray scarf Oliver had given me for Christmas. However, I was not allowed to return to the land depicted in the story from my book, because I sensed a strangely familiar aura that was getting closer and closer to our property. My first thought was mother, because the structure of the aura was very similar, but a few details did not match. I put the book on the table and lifted the blanket from my lap, setting it aside, before giving Oliver a meaningful look. He must have sensed the aura as well, as was already taking Alex in his arms and then walking towards the gazebo, where Oliver sat him down on the bench next to m

I curled into myself on my side of bed, my fingers fluttering over my stomach. After the dark, comes the light. Fabiano could do anything he wanted but I wouldn’t let him snatch my light away this time. I won’t let him spread his darkness in my light. After the dark, comes the light. ***

This time, I didn’t flinch. The book flared in my hands. Light, bright and white, erupted from it, washing over the forest floor. The shadows were erratic as if it as in pain, if that was even possible. It was twisting and writhing, trying to retreat. The figure screamed too, its voice a mixture of rage and fear. “You cannot—she is not ready—” But the light didn’t stop. It surged through me, through the ground, through the forest itself. And then—silence.

And we all silently took our seats. Oh no! He is here. I cannot escape now. Don't look at him, Levy. I obeyed my internal voice and didn't raise my head from the book. As usual, he asks me to bring our notes after class. I took Afrodoide's help. she happily accepted to do this work and took the books to his office. ••••••••••••••••• I added my next poem in this chapter, where light is compared to knowledge which shows, knowledge increases when you share it and darkness is compared with illiteracy. I hope you understood it. :)

I ignored the thumping of my heart and knelt to pick up the fallen book, using the moment to shield my face from the man, as my mind was a whirlwind of fragments. ​I stood up and moved toward the far end of the library, where the shadows were deepest and the large windows overlooked the overgrown gardens. I kept my movements fluid, trying to project the image of a woman lost in thought, wandering aimlessly through a forest of paper. The man straightened up at the door. He didn't like me getting too far away. He took two steps into the room. ​"I need light," I said, gesturing toward the heavy velvet curtains that were partially drawn. "It’s too dark to read."

"All of them?" "Yeah," Jada sighs, moving to stand beside me. "How many mention the angel's territory?" I ask. She clicks her tongue again and I silently pray to the Gods as the books start to move around the room. The glow fades and appears again in bursts as the lights flicker. It would be mesmerizing if not for the pounding in my chest. All of the books flicker once more, then the entire room falls into darkness. I wipe my sweaty palms on my pants. "What does this mean—how many mention the territory?" I ask quickly.

Book 2 *Soleil* Wonderful, darkness, silence, nothing. Until something soft, moist and warm interferes. The safe darkness is interrupted by the light. I fight against it. I want to stay in the dark, but the soft, moist and warmth keeps getting more intense and the light gets sharper. My eyes flutter open. At the end of a long tunnel I spot long green leaves of grass. That is really weird, I was just looking at blue flames a moment ago.