Ashborn Solo Leveling Shadow Monarch Novels & Stories

I am absolutely sick of his nonchalant attitude, and I decided to stay in the Octavia and Silver quarters that we gave them in the palace since they are not coming back anytime soon. Asher was sour about it, but not like I cared. My clothes are still there, but I just take the things I need the most. When I need something, I just go there. Today, however, we got a report that there are some shadow monsters found in Actkin, which is a place on the east side of the kingdom. It’s on the outskirts of the kingdom, and not a lot of people live there, so it’s a nice hideout. We were all ready, and I went to climb Snow. Asher and I no longer ride together for obvious reasons; he can choose to take h

But they were both crazy strong. The first ability was what it had just employed – Absolute Majesty. The Shadow Leopard was a beast blessed by nature itself. It had a grandeur that other Mythic Classes didn’t have, and it was born as a weaker Mythic Class Magical Beast. This meant that even Shadow Leopard Cubs were qualified Mythic Classes!

The silver ash erupted. From the shadows of the obsidian statues, the Real Shadow Alpha began to manifest. He didn't use beetles or smoke this time. He used the ash itself. A hundred-foot-tall titan of shimmering silver rose from the valley floor, its face a hollow void that pulsed with a gravitational pull so strong it began to drag the warriors off their feet. "THE MOTHER... HAS SPOKEN," the titan roared, the sound vibrating the very marrow of my bones. "Celine, now!" I shouted.

" Silver energy twisted wildly, and chains shot out to wrap around the Shadowed Moon even tighter. Sparks of red and silver lightning flew everywhere, making it impossible to see. My muscles hurt and shook, but my will was stronger than my fear. I used all of my strength to push my hands forward. The Shadowed Moon roared as liquid silver crashed into silver light in a storm that shook the forest hard. Then I felt it: the next pulse of the Silver Heart. My energy went through the roof, and chains of light wrapped around the Shadowed Moon like living fire. I could make its melted form wobble. I wasn't just Moonbound; I was **Silver Heart Ascendant**. But even though I felt better, the Shadowed

I took a slow breath, trying to keep the tremble out of my hands. Ash stood. His tall frame cast a shadow over me as he stepped closer. One hand tilted my chin up, firm and gentle at the same time. “If you take my name into the human world,” he said lowly, “You carry my reputation. You become my shadow. Are you ready for that?” I met his eyes and didn’t even blink. “It’s too late to hesitate now.” He nodded once. “Of course,” he murmured with a smile so sharp it could slice through resolve. “A command is a command.”

"No. I can shift whenever I choose. The need to shift is stronger with the changes of the moon, but they aren't linked together." "And as a wolf, you can remember everything from your human side?" I tear off a piece of bread and spread butter on it, eating. "In a way, yes." "Have shifters always been on the throne? You've never been discovered before?" I ask. "My history is a long one, Hera," Ambrose says. "Many generations ago, the human king was usurped by a shifter. We've been on the throne ever since. We keep our secret locked away. Not all humans would be so accepting of my kind on their throne. But no, we haven't been discovered. The worst they can do is vicious rumors, but I have spie

A woman’s voice, gentle and raw, whispering as his newborn body burned with unnatural fire: “Ix vel’ara zha. Kai thrak’eth nex ix, ix-lir kharuun.” “I love you… be strong for me, my little warrior.” His mother’s final gift. The Shadow Queen. Her death hadn’t been for nothing. And now, after all this time, he wasn’t the only one marked by that place. Not the only one broken… or built for more. He closed the file gently, rage and clarity thrumming beneath his skin. His flame danced wilder, answering the beast inside him.

But the burden of leadership was heavier than she had imagined. --- The night before the final assault on the royal capital, Asha stood alone in a secluded part of the camp, the full moon casting a pale light over the battlefield. The wind had picked up again, biting and fierce, as if the very elements were challenging her to push forward. She closed her eyes, breathing deeply as she felt the power of her ancestors flow through her. It was a power she had only begun to understand, but one that was now a part of her—woven into her blood, her heart, her soul.

My skin flushed red hot, every nerve ending in my body suddenly screaming in bizarre, frantic awareness. Two broad, claw-scarred leather boots came to a halt directly in front of my face. I forced myself to look up. Lucan Ashcroft. The Alpha Lord of the Moonsong Dominion. The supreme heir to the Silverclaw monarchy, and the most feared warrior in the seven territories.

The forest responded, its ancient power coursing through her veins. Ayanna's eyes blazed with a fierce inner light. "I will not be defeated," she declared, her voice echoing through the forest. The fate of her daughters, her legacy, and her heart hung in the balance. Ayanna would stop at nothing to secure their future. Even if it meant confronting the darkness within herself. The darkness that Shadow had awakened. The darkness that would soon consume her. ******* LUNARIS CASTLE: Prince Louis felt some wave of energy drained from him as he felt a bit dizzy...