Alec Lightwood Shadowhunters Novels & Stories

“What exactly do you think I am?” Nick looked away from her, he took in a gulp of air, “A Shadow Dweller, someone who can see both good and evil in people.” he said looking down at her hands. “Your hands are turning purple, so it's happening. When you come of age, you'll have to make a choice. Everyone does.”

Sylvester tried to be diplomatic in his phrasing. “You mean other Alphas fear the wrath of the mad Alpha.” Gamma Germain scoffed. “Did someone call?” Alec’s voice made us all jump as he stepped out of a shadow, holding hands with Crista. The offending wolf took two steps back, hitting the wall as he gulped in fear. A cheshire smile played across Alec’s lips as his eyes flashed like a bright sunrise before fading out to Alec’s natural blue. Darkness is riding shotgun today. It makes sense, given that I don’t believe Chesed can travel such a distance through the shadows. And if there was doubt about which wolf spirit was forward, the power he emanated made it clear. Irving was even backing up

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

The mated wolves of the Blood Shadow Pack began telling stories, romanticizing his love for me as something carved deep into his bones. Only one werewolf didn't join in. She sneered quietly and pulled from her drawer a beautifully wrapped box. On the lid, in bold letters, it read: To Nicholas. For Your Eyes Only. By the time Nicholas returned to his office, he was almost unrecognizable—thin to the point of fragility, his features hollowed. Those who saw him whispered as he passed. Many believed the pack would soon elect a new Alpha. But the Alpha once known for his boundless ambition felt nothing at all. Not until his gaze landed on a poster—then his pupils shrank sharply.

*“You cannot stop me, Alpha. Your children are mine.” I snarl, my wolf surging forward. “We’ll see about that.” --- **Selene’s Light** I clutch the shard in my hand, its surface warm against my palm. The Shadow’s presence is everywhere, his voice a constant whisper in my mind. *“Your light will feed my power, little light.”* “Not while I’m still breathing,” I snap, my glow intensifying. The Shadow’s form materializes before me, his eyes like voids. *“You cannot win.”*

My wolf howled inside, furious and helpless. Then—him. The shard heir. He stepped from the trees like a shadow that had decided to wear skin. Tall, lean, face too familiar, wrong in all the right places. His eyes were pale, steady, as if they had counted me already. Around his neck, the shard pendant glinted jagged, sharp enough to cut the night. His wolf pressed against the air without showing its body. Recognition twisted in my chest like a knife. He didn’t speak. He only raised his hand. The rogues tightened their grip, dragged me toward him. Jasper lunged again, blood soaking his leg, teeth bared. Three men forced him down. He snarled my name, hoarse, desperate.

“Yes. Even though she appeared as your naked body, her voice and more so her eyes ensured no mistaking her for you or Emilia.” I suppose that makes sense. “So we had parallel experiences. What was the color of Light’s eyes?” I asked. “Bright silver, shining like the moon. They darkened and brightened with her mood. What about Darkness?” Alec cocked his head. “The blinding yellow-orange of the sun. Sometimes it was hard to look him in the eyes, like looking into the sun. Strange given he’s Darkness. I would have thought his eyes would be dark or like the moon.” I frowned.

LAUREN'S POV "Akira, my name is Alpha Owen, and I am also known as the Shadow," he said, his voice low and menacing, his eyes blazing with intensity. the two girls gasped in shocked. " wow, I never knew you are this attractive Shadow." the second girl said and this made shadow smile a little. "I am the alpha of my pack, and I am your mate. I wanted to wait until you turned eighteen to reveal myself to you, but hearing you say that you don't need a mate, I realized maybe the moon goddess made a mistake by giving me a mate as evil as you."

Logan dropped the Demonclaw warrior he was facing and rolled his shoulders as his eyes returned to blue. At what I assume was Logan’s pack link command, the Bloodmoon warriors they’d brought with them stopped fighting too. Hell Darkness stopped, his head turning toward me as he held four warriors in the air by shadows. Slowly, his eyes went from burning yellow like the sun, and the all-consuming darkness blocking out the sun above Demonclaw faded. And when Alec looked at me with such relief in his natural blue eyes, the sun was back to shining, and all the shadows had withdrawn.

It was like the shadows blurred for a moment, reaching for me, then Neoma said something that pulled me out of the craze of my mind. “You’re not afraid of him, Violet. Snap out of it. I don’t know how Neal got into our room, but you heard Aleric, it won’t happen again, and if it does… we kill him,” the finality in her words reminded me, I am not the same girl from that mating ceremony, I am not the same… Within ten minutes, Aleric’s massive lycan had us at the northern boarder and before I could see what Russ, Asher, and a few others were crowding, Aleric shifted and pressed me into his bare chest.