Blades Of Light And Shadow Book 1 Choices Novels & Stories

“If he did, darling… then Ireland’s about to remember what kind of monsters we really are.” The car turned down a long gravel drive toward an old stone manor, its windows lit gold against the darkening sky. Behind them, thunder cracked again—low, deliberate, almost like a laugh. Silver didn’t look back. But she didn’t have to. Somewhere in the fog, a predator had already found her scent. SHADOWS OF REDEMPTION BOOK 2 Prologue — The Red State The hunters found him in Alabama. They always thought wolves howled before they struck. Matrix didn’t. He moved like silence with a pulse.

Raven stepped forward, eyes locked on The Wraith, Shadow swirling around her like a living storm. “You will not take them from me,” she said, each word a blade. The Wraith snarled, shadows rising for a final strike. Raven raised her blade, Shadow pouring into it, gold and black flames wrapping the steel. Lightning slammed down beside her, Ragnar stepping to her side, his storm meeting her Shadow. Together, they struck. Blade and lightning collided with The Wraith’s darkness, a shockwave tearing through the snow, the force knocking wolves and warriors off their feet.

Ten hours later, Rina The Shadow Emissary stepped forward, his face veiled in smoke that smelled of cold iron and old graves. From the depth of his cloak, he drew a blade forged of pure darkness - a weapon that didn't reflect the blue torches, but seemed to drink the very light around it. I held out my hand. My heart was a frantic bird against my ribs, but my fingers didn't tremble. I had lost the memory of how this trial ended in the book, but I hadn't lost the instinct to survive.

“His Beta, Babaloo Cross. Dakota and Kydence BlackPaw, the Shadow Alpha and Luna. Their Beta’s Kasper and KC Shadow and Kruz and Keane Shadow, Gamma’s Hunter and Kolby Justis, and lead Warrior’s Milo and Mimi Castagnoli.” Blaze was the first to step forward. “It’s an honor to finally meet the Shadow pack.” He said bowing to Kydence and Dakota. He looked over at Griz. “Griz, you big ole bear, it’s been a long time.” He smiled, giving the bear a hug. Silas looked at his big brother. “What?” Silas shook his head with a frown. “You mean to tell me you don’t remember this big ape?” Blaze laughed. “Uhhh, nope.” Silas said, looking at Griz narrowing his eyes. “Wait a minute! You’re the one tha

One moment she was powerless, the bond being stripped away piece by piece. The next, her wolf rose up inside her like a tidal wave. Like a dam breaking. Stronger than ever before. Wild. Ancient. For three heartbeats, Lyra felt power she'd never experienced. Power she'd never even imagined. Power that made the air around her shimmer and ripple. Power that made shadows dance at her feet like living things. Power that made the pack members step back in fear. Helena's face went white. Snow white. Her green eyes widened in recognition and something else.

Shadows clawed the ground around her boots, unspooling faster than she could rein them in. Elara’s smile widened. “Oh, she’s cracking.” The duel escalated. Fire, shadow, steel — everything colliding in bursts that scorched the sand. Sierra and Malick fought as one, their threads pulling tighter with every movement. His shadow and hers tangled, indistinguishable. Too tight. Too close. She felt his heat, his fury, his fear — like they weren’t two people at all, but one body splitting apart. And then her control slipped. The shadows erupted from her chest, wild and jagged, tearing the ground open in black cracks that bled silver light. Elara stumbled back, for once her smirk gone. Gloria’s eyes

Eva’s blood ran cold. Ours. Flame. Vessel. It was about her. “No!” she shouted. “I’m not yours!” The shadows surged harder. Pain seared through her veins, the burning awakening like wildfire. She fell to her knees, clutching her head as her vision blurred. Then her eyes blazed. Not gold. Not storm-dark. Both. Light and shadow colliding, sparking like lightning under her skin. The courtyard lit up around her. The force flung shadows back, even the cloaked figure staggering.

A shift in the light. And then they were surrounded. Not by wolves. Not by men. But by shadows that did not belong. Their shapes flickered half-formed, shifting between something human and inhuman, beast and nothing at all. Lyla did not hesitate. She attacked. Her claws met resistance this time solid, real. The shadow shrieking as she struck. Not a ghost. Not a dream. But something that could bleed. Which meant It could die. The Marked Ones charged. Blades sang through the air, silver flashing, shadows screaming.

I gripped my blade tighter, the faint hum of my magic pulsing against my palm, begging to be freed again. The forest shifted in the distance. The torches returned. The Shadow was coming. And this time, the night itself moved with them. Lightning split the sky, casting everything in blinding white. The pack braced, growls echoing through the storm as the enemy advanced. The shadows and soldiers merging into one tide of death. Kael drew his sword, eyes blazing gold. I stood beside him, heart steady, whispering to the storm itself. Let them come.

"It just changed its shape. Your father knew that. He knew that if a Thorne didn't claim the 'Management,' the Void would." The ledger in the shadow's hand began to glow with a sickly, golden light, the same color as Mina’s eyes. The book began to open, the pages flipping with a sound like a heartbeat. Mina’s name on the cover started to bleed into the leather. "Mina, don't look at it!" Kaelen roared. He lunged toward the shadow, his hunter's knife flashing, but his blade passed through the image as if it were smoke. The shadow didn't even flinch.