Alchemy Shadow Novels & Stories

Cassius’s roar was a physical force, a shockwave that seemed to momentarily halt my violent journey. Gritting my teeth against the fire in my shoulder, I twisted, forcing a torrent of mana into my palm. I lifted my head just enough to see it: a knot of congealed night, a writhing mass of animated shadow with tendrils like whips of solid darkness. A Shadowveil. It was pulling me into its formless body. I aimed and unleashed a lance of amethyst light. The blast struck true, and the creature didn't just die; it unraveled, dissolving into a silent puff of black smoke.

🇦​🇧​🇩​🇺​🇱​🇱​🇦​🇭​ 🇦​🇱​🇻​🇮​ Past- August 4th, 2032 'Desire is so sinful and delicious. Some desires are seen as acceptable, and some are not. So society will brainwash us. And will make sure that we do not pursue these desires. But the temptation is forbidden fruit, and sometimes you need to take a bite, even if you cannot go back to the light. The shadows are my home now. And thanks to the beast inside of me, I love it. I always wonder if I can ever be normal again. But I don't really care.'

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Shadows danced, elongating and twisting, as if mocking our every step. Suddenly, the forest fell into an eerie silence. The rustle of leaves ceased, and the wind died down. The Nightshade materialized before us, its towering form wreathed in darkness. Its eyes burned with an unnatural intensity, piercing through the gloom. "You dare challenge me?" it sneered, its voice a haunting melody that sent chills down our spines. "You may have rallied your feeble forces, but you cannot comprehend the depths of my power." Malachi stepped forward, his eyes locked with the Nightshade's. "We may be mere mortals, but our determination and love for Silverwood will not waver in the face of your darkness. We

added Verna. Shaan continued, "Just as we were realizing how powerful he had become, he turned on Alnoc and hunted Verna. He denounced the Guild of Sculptors to which I belong as destroyers of civilization, when it was he who destroyed Alnoc’s glorious buildings and our masterpieces. I led my Guild to resist Sukram and to save Verna, but Sukram had already become too powerful. Eventually, he was able to capture me and using the power that he had amassed, casted a powerful spell that turned me into stone."

The library descends into an uncomfortable silence, one I'm itching to break but I don't say anything, patiently waiting for him to speak. “Did you see the rift?” I nod. “It wasn't there when I left.” “And it's just the beginning. Even before you left, the shadows in our realm had intensified but we've been able to keep them at bay and prevent things from escalating. And now we have rifts.” Leaning back on his couch, fatigue washing over his face, he sighs, “Who knows what else will come? The human realm is collapsing, so is our realm but at a more obvious level.”

"She is the daughter of an alpha and a witch. The goddess has blessed our daughter with an incredible gift." It is time for you to wake up, my queen. The shadow finally spoke again, floating in front of Chloe to block her view. But I want to know why I'm seeing this and I want to know what a shadow wolf is. Chloe wanted to hold on for a little longer but something was pressing down against her soul, pushing her towards the void of slumber that was ready to swallow her up. Please! I need to know more! What has this got to do with me?

black particles start forming in front of him, within minutes it takes the shape of something that looks like a portal “What’s that?” I ask “It’s a transportation mechanism, a portal” “Are you leaving already?” “Yea. Adios” He gives me a wave before going through the portal. It disappears seconds after he ambled into .................. ✍🏾 Somewhere in the Shadow Realm; Shadow Realm is a place full of beauty and dangerous planes. It is the home of Shadow—they are people born in the Realm. The Realm is accessible to outsiders through portals. But if an ordinary man or a non-Shadow steps foot on the soil of the Realm, his shadow will be instantly drained from him causing immediate death. It i

“Kiara… channel it! You are the key!” I let go of every restraint. Silver light exploded outward, forming a colossal aura that radiated through the cavern. My wolf surged, my ancestors calling through every heartbeat. The ultimate darkness shrieked, staggering under the pure force of ancestral Blood Heir power. The fissure pulsed violently, sending shockwaves through the mountain. Energy collided with silver and gold, creating sparks that burned like fire. Rocks crumbled. Dust and smoke filled the air. And then… I saw it. From the depths of the fissure, a second, even more massive, shadowy presence began to rise. It was darker than obsidian, its form ever-shifting, eyes glowing with a heat o