Beneath The Shadows Novels & Stories

Lucky there’s nothing deep needing stitches. In my grieving and broken state, I begin to feel faint. I let myself go and pass out. Opening my eyes I feel myself transported into another realm. Standing in front of me is my grandmother’s house which stands in front of a looming property which I dare not go near. The “LeFleur” mansion. A place said to belong to my ancestors from centuries ago. A place that continues to haunt my dreams since a child. Something about this place calls to my soul, it pulls me and begs me to return. The house stands in the Normandy countryside. She feels it in the wind and air, she feels it in the depths of the earth, it’s as if a spirit like a piece of me is locke

"The Fifth Black-Site-Site Omega-lies directly beneath the Central Intelligence Node. If we reach the elevators, we can sidestep the street-level security." The Exodus of the Shadows Upon reaching the transit hub, they saw them: The Shadows. They weren't Ghost-Packers or humans. They were the "Shadow-Souls" that had escaped the Northern Black-Site, drawn to the capital by the overwhelming resonance of the virus. Hundreds of smoke-like figures floated through the streets, heading toward the Central Node. "They're feeding," Roric whispered. One of the shadows leaned over a sleeping woman. It didn't bite; it pressed its translucent face against hers. Her violet-glowing eyes flickered before goi

Cassandra winced, tying off the thread before looking up at Aubrey. Her face was pale, and there was a shadow in her eyes that hadn't been there before. "The Black Shadow Forest is the darkest secret in this entire region, Aubrey," Cassandra said, her voice barely a whisper. "It’s a place where the sun never really reaches the ground. Everything you’ve never seen in your life... things that shouldn't exist, they lie there. It’s the home of the rogues and the exiled wolves. The ones who were too violent or too broken for any pack to keep."

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

The only thing that mattered was bringing Rayne back. I materialized at the edge of the chasm, peering down into its seemingly bottomless depths. The darkness was absolute, a void that swallowed all light and hope. I extended a Wolf claw, preparing to slice my palm, when an unsettling chill crept over me, signaling the arrival of The Shadows. They emerged from every direction, and none, their dark tendrils writhing like living serpents.

I'm hoping to give it a more gothic theme rather than romantic. "I decided on making it a romantic fantasy," Nice, Christine. "It follows a teacher with a hidden desire lurking inside of her. She tries resisting, but her new home holds a monster that brings that desire out. And she realizes that her life may be a lie." "What's called, Christine?" I smiled at her question. "It's called The Shadow that Lurks Within," Jessica didn't say anything else, and we continued to look around in silence. John was holding five different onesies, all with different animals on them.

"I have seen the dark side of life." "I have seen love but I have also seen pain" "I had everything...Then I lost everything." "The walls that I have built are to protect me from the dreams of the world." "I have become strong with the things that I survived over the years." "This darkness that surrounds me could have drowned me." "Now that I know I can survive...It's time to let in some of the light."

She had to do what was best for her and those who depended on her. Grant wasn’t fooled that counselor might not see it, but he and Hunter did, the shadows that were in Angel’s eyes. She had issues, but she worked them out within herself and she kept pushing through. When the door opened, the twins walked through first, Grant noted they walked to stand beside Angel; they had clearly aligned themselves with her. She was that lifeline that could hold them she might not know it, but he’d seen it before. They would take their cues from her, those she loved, they’d protect. Those who were her enemies would know her brothers’ wrath.

All that is left is to await Richard’s attack. “Jasper, could you please tell us about Richard’s gift? And also what happened within the shadows,” Alpha Paul asked. “What you have to understand about the shadows is that they are not a place as you would think. They are the void between places, they lay on the edge of imagination and reality. Ever swirling and bending around the living world. And they are cunning, intelligent and perhaps a little obnoxious,” I begin to explain to the group.

"No more games. What are those things?" Corvin smiled, unaffected by the ruckus around them. "The Shadows of the Depths. They are attracted to hesitation. You give them your doubt, and they will eat you up alive." “Great,” Jax mumbled, sounding pretty bitter. “You couldn’t have said that before?” “I thought it was obvious,” Corvin said with a shrug. One of the shadowy forms lunged forward. Kade rounded on it, his weapon sweeping high and hard through the dark. The creature died, but another stepped in behind almost instantly.