Without The Darkness We'd Never See The Stars Novels & Stories

Then maybe Newtown wouldn't have been the cage the dove was unknowingly flying back into where the starving tiger had been asleep for years and was about to wake up even more hungry than he was before. "And like the moon, she had a side of her so dark. that even the stars couldn't shine on it. She even had a side of her so cold that even the sun couldn't burn it"

I reacted. Night is beautiful like stars are peeking at you and a cold breeze is humming for you. This is the night for lovers to talk with your dear one but I didn’t expect this night to know about all the secrets of my life. Just like stars whom we cannot see because of sunlight but at night in darkness all the stars are glittering together . All the hidden reasons behind my misery come out together in my life today.

My eyes fall shut, trying to keep the tears at bay. “I accepted the path of darkness for myself. I’m a vampire,” Lucas continues. “That’s what we are. That’s what’s inside of us. Darkness.” He slips one hand under me, and my heart swells in my chest. “I believed I could never be anything but dark. I let it consume me, and I told myself that’s how things were meant to be. For over a thousand years I clung onto that false truth…and then I met you.” A tear rolls down my cheek.

I felt like Pandora’s box had been opened and it was sitting in my lap, all the evil in the world spilling out around me ripping the paint off the walls and tainting the carpet. If I stayed I wanted no part in their organizations or their game of cat and mouse. I wanted only to be there for Guilia who would know nothing about this. She was happy and carefree, I will do for her what my mother did for me and keep the world bright and shiny. I think it helps those of us who look darkness in the face to see the sunshine on those we love. “All right,” I finally spoke. “I won’t tell a soul,” “I knew you wouldn’t darling,” He grinned, if he thought that meant I would play any part in this scheme he

But faith is an ephemeral quality. It is a candle lit in a storm of untrammelled air, waiting to be extinguished the moment there is darkness within. She slept better that night than she had in months. No darkness quiet. No sudden heat flash, no clatter of high heels thrumming in her bones. Only quiet. Terrible, holy quiet. And when she awoke, the sun was already bright in the windows, warm and gentle. Her body was leaden, but not with fear—simply with being human.

“You love stars?” She is startled. She looks at me for a second before looking back up. “Ah, yes.” She says softly, then looks at me. “They remind me that even in the darkest places, light can survive.” “But what if the darkness is stronger?” She smiles, and for some reason, my heart skips a beat. Elara Solis is beautiful, no doubt, but we’re enemies…that just happen to be co-parents. “Then we burn. Burn brighter.” She looks away and mutters, “Burn away for ourselves and for those we love.”

It was the time of night. Darkness engulfed the world despite the presence of millions of twinkling diamonds in the empty sky. it seemed like the stars were trying to gain attention of those who lived beyond them. Indeed the night sky was beyond imagination. In the mean time a single soul sat painfully in the dark room. the darkness was beyond comparison to what the nature had given outside. With a click, the bulb flickered before it could illuminate the small room. A girl huffed when the light finally flicked on as she walked slowly, painfully towards an old, small mattress.

In that moment, I realize the battle may have left its scars, but it also forged an unbreakable bond between us. As the stars twinkle above us in the night sky, I can feel the warmth of hope blooming inside me. We will face whatever comes next together, and with that thought, I know we can conquer any darkness that threatens to creep into our lives.

"The moon is the symbol of pack power. By making the stars brighter, aren't you suggesting a shift in the hierarchy?" "I’m suggesting that even on a moonless night, the stars can still burn your eyes out," I replied, a smirk playing on my lips. "The stars are selfless. They provide the light without demanding the throne. But they are numerous. And together, they are a Galaxy." I rotated the hologram. The stars shifted, realigning into a sharp, geometric pattern. "Is that... a letter?" someone whispered.

Another real thing — something humans can’t touch, can’t ruin. I know someone’s standing beside me. I noticed the second he walked over, but I don’t bother looking. He smells nice, clean, warm — but the moon has all my attention. The stars, too. Maybe it’s the freedom of it all that keeps me staring. “You know one fact about the stars?” I ask, still watching the sky. When he doesn’t answer, I keep going, my voice quiet but steady. “Most of them might already be dead.” The words hang there between us. “Their light just hasn’t stopped reaching us yet. It’s kind of sad, isn’t it? How something can be gone and still look alive.”