Your Light Txt Novels & Stories

Right before my plane was set to take off, I shot Harold one final text. Message delivered. I powered down my phone, tossed the SIM card, cutting ties with the life I had left behind.

had sent her a friend request on i*******m. Light didn't give it much importance as she thought that it might be one of her classmates, so she accepted it as a friend. Before long, she opened her page and shared a picture of rain pouring outside with the caption — "Stalker much?" Edge’s scent was always similar to this rain so she found it fitting. She couldn’t post his picture directly, obviously so this was her way. Anna, who was playing on her phone, immediately saw it and called Light. The music was loud in the party so there was a very slim chance of other people hearing her conversation. Light found a corner to lean against a pillar before picking up the call.

For in the darkest of times, the light of hope would always shine brightest. As they stood before the luminous glow, its brilliance enveloping them in a warm embrace, Sarah's eyes widened with wonder. "Do you feel that, Alex?" she whispered, her voice tinged with awe. "It's like... it's like the light is alive." Alex nodded, his gaze fixed on the radiant glow. "I feel it too," he murmured, a sense of reverence in his tone. "It's like it's calling out to us, guiding us towards something greater."

Andrew, Daniel, Alex and even Lisa is also present at the party. "When they came Mr Alex?" Lisa asked. "Sorry, miss Green, I don't know about that. Maybe they are on the way", Alex replied. Suddenly they all hear the sound of the car and immediately understood. They all went to switch off the lights to gives surprise to Emily. When Emily and Ryan get off from the car they saw all the mansion lights are off. "Ryan is there is a light cut in this area, why there is no light in the home?" Emily asked cutely.

Jean's phone vibrated softly against the nightstand, a beacon in the darkness. He glanced at the screen—Alexa's name lit up. "Meet me at the gazebo, please. Now?" the text read. He smiled, how happy he was, Alexa texted him back after months. "Off couse, dearest love." he replied. As he approached the gazebo, he found Alexa's form framed by the delicate lattice of the gazebo, bathed in the soft silver of moonlight.

“It just said: More light, less pain.” Luke leaned in, brushing his lips against her temple. “I think that’s the bravest thing anyone’s written all week.”

The light made me shut my eyes quickly and Whoever it was quickly took it away from my direction. “I'm so sorry for pointing the light in your face. Are you okay?” I opened my eyes once again. “Freya, it's me, Tyler. I'm here to see you.” “Tyler? Isn't that Alpha Tristan's brother?” “Tyler, what are you doing here?” I couldn't help but ask.” “I wanted to see you. I'm so sorry that I'm helpless now and can't find a way out for you. Please, can you move closer?” But of course. I hated the darkness I was in. I quickly lifted myself off the ground and approached the directions of the light. Though I still couldn't see his face clearly, it was better than not seeing his face at all.

She stood up and sat on an ottoman instead. She really likes teasing me. Tsk. Mama loves me more than you! I was about to kick her but she showed me my phone, “Kick me and I’ll drop your phone.” She stated. There was a text message from someone! So I acted properly and got my phone from her. I hurriedly opened my phone and hoped that it would be Grant, but it was just a message from our dance crew group chat. FG DANCE CREW @greatleader: let’s meet each other later at 6 pm, don’t be late. The last one to get there would run the plaza for ten times.

"Just order takeout. I've got something I need to take care of, so don't wait up." Then, he turned and left before I could say a word. That scene had me digging my nails into my palms, leaving deep, red marks. When I rummaged through the shelves for some microwave pasta meals, I stumbled across a well-hidden photo album, tucked in a cardboard sleeve. The moment I flipped it open, I froze. A handwritten caption was attached below each photo. "Peanut, one month old. "Peanut's first steps. "Peanut's first picnic."

Lexi called to her. Her voice echoed off dark cold walls as she ran. It seemed like her voice was getting further away. Alex ran through the maze, but only got more lost. A warm orange light appeared in her path, she was drawn to it. She fought the feeling, her need to find Lexi burned within, but she couldn't stop. She reached out and touched the fuzzy orange light. It was warm and comforting. Her surroundings became fuzzy. Her head drooped, she tried to stay awake, to visualize the place, but it faded and became dark.