Yellow Flash Novels & Stories

Just like with Gramps. Everything settled once joined together. As if my whole world was in darkness, a bright light flickered on. I jumped at the sharp glow. Jayel grabbed my shoulder. "Easy. Remember to stay relaxed. We can never tell what damage you can cause like this, so you need to stay calm." Easier said than done. The bright light flickered into several lights. I couldn't even count all of them. The sight was similar to a drone scoping a landscape from above it. The vision flashed fast. Colors represented bodies.

"Right now. What did you see?" "I don't know!" My voice rises, panic clawing up my throat. "I told you, I can't remember—" "Yes, you can." He grabs my shoulders, not rough but firm enough to ground me. "Stop running from it and think. What did you see?" Colours flash behind my eyes again. Red. Gold. Darkness swallowing light. I squeeze my eyes shut, forcing myself to reach for it, even though every instinct is screaming at me to let it go.

"Everyone, throw them into the drainage ditch! Now!" But it was too late for some. The rhythmic, purple pulsing of the screens was acting like a digital strobe, locking their neural pathways into the 'Sequence 7' frequency. Those who didn't drop their devices stood frozen, their faces illuminated by the eerie light of their own phones, like a legion of glowing ghosts.

Jaslyn kept her spine pressed flat against my chest, and she stared up at my face with wide, cautious eyes. "Your eyes are normal again," she whispered in absolute confusion, while she blinked multiple times to check her own vision. "My eyes have always been normal, Jaslyn," I lied directly to her face, because I needed to rebuild the safe illusion of her human world for just a little while longer. "B-but I saw them glowing," she argued with a frantic shake of her head, and she pointed a trembling finger right at my face. "They were glowing a bright f-fucking yellow just a second ago!" she shouted to defend her own sanity.

Actual cameras, the long lenses of paparazzi photographers, the specific shape of them, and the light they produce, the flashes, rapid and overlapping, the specific white light of a camera flash in the dark. And then the transition. The flashes go red. Not the color shift of changing light. The specific deep red of something biological, the particular color that belongs to the inside of living things, and the cameras are still there and the flashes are still there but what they are illuminating is wrong and I cannot see it clearly and I do not want to see it clearly and the vision pushes anyway. Glass.

Cleaner. Anger. The kind that didn’t eat inward but burned outward. A faint pressure built behind my eyes. I paused in a patch of shadow, lifting a hand to my temple. As I did, the world around the edges of my vision brightened for a blink. I caught my reflection in a narrow, leaded window. My eyes flashed silver. Just once. Just a ring of light around the pupils, there and gone. A spike of pain lanced through my skull—sharp, bright, then fading to a dull throb.

It was a flood. Light—white‑gold, too bright to be entirely visible—flared around my fingers, seeping under his skin like sunlight poured into ink. Lucian’s body shuddered. The growl cut off mid‑sound. For a terrifying fraction of a second, his eyes went completely dark—black swallowing everything. Then they flickered. Black. Gold. Black. Gold. The dark retreated in stuttering jerks, like something being dragged away by a chain. His pupils constricted.

Cyrus replied confidently, "Yes, it's eyeshadow." "Wrong." Cyrus gave her another ten envelopes of money. She said, "This is a blush" George frowned. "It's obvious that there is also yellow in it." Sigrid explained quickly, "The yellow color is an orange shade of blush. There are also purple and light pink. However, they are all known as blush." George was speechless. Women were so troublesome. They were clearly yellow, purple and light pink. However, they only said that all of it was blush! What happened to the other three colors that got ignored? Why weren't those three colors included as well? It was so unfair!

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I tell Carla to pour some more water in the glass and she does so. Ten. Nine. Eight. I sip the water as I look at Troy with a smirk and he rolls his eyes. At five, I place the glass on the table and start walking towards the couch. The record starts before I'm there and so I start talking as I walk to the couch where Patty is. "Welcome back everyone to the Red Flags show where unveil red flags in relationships and uncover cheating partners." I start looking directly at the camera before Troy says through my earpiece to turn to camera four. The one on my left side.