Novel & Cerita Brotherhood Of Shadows

Victoria The midnight moon cast long shadows across the courtyard as our convoy pulled into the Shadow Pack fortress. My hands were trembling, stained with my brother's blood despite Leo's best efforts to clean them during our frantic escape from the abandoned temple. The taste of fear still lingered on my tongue—metallic and bitter.

"Your brother did something very annoying and life threatening.. Same way you got a folder you shouldn't see, he did too and took to running away with the folder and Sinister's money. Sinister just want to get his folder back.." "Just his folder, didn't seemed like so from the way he was talking." I growled at him. "Yeah true, your brother needs to be taught a lesson." "And you expect me to just agree to using myself as bait to get my brother so that 'Sinister' can get to him? Do you guys think I'm crazy?" I screamed at him. "Like I said before, your brother is not the all- innocent and sweetie you've seen him as. And stop hating on sinister, he's your only way out of here."

🌬️ Oh but You will be🌬️ Her reply made Ayanna's eye darkened the more... "Who are you to tell me what I want... I am Ayanna Mahatma.. the only witch that see the really Truth,, The future... and the zeal to it..." 🌬️Like I said... I am your Past and Your Future... I am The SHADOW... The shadow Behind all this🌬️ "What!" 🌬️ My Name ... is SHADOW!🌬️ 🌬️You're only the present Ayanna and will never be the Future... I am your future Ayanna... And guess what... I died and I am here... trying to guide you through🌬️

Your half-brother. The name hit me like a sword to the chest. My heart roared in my ears, each beat pounding with rage and disbelief. For decades, that name had been erased, unspoken, and cast into shadow. It was forbidden to say it within these walls. Yet here it was. Alive. Rising again. Thane Shadowfire. The traitor. The shadow that once lurked at the edges of my bloodline. The brother who had sworn himself to darkness. My hands trembled, not with fear, but with the sheer weight of fury that boiled through me. That cursed name had haunted the darkest years of our past, and I had hoped never to hear it again.

He apologised, untying the rope around my hands and feet. “We?” I asked, rubbing the faint bruises on my arms and ankles, staring back at the man before me. “I and a few friends of mine... They call us the shadows. And there's something we need from you,” he introduced himself. A distorted frown sprawled on my face hearing those words; of course I knew what the shadows stood for. They were dangerous men and women. An occult group who hated the mafia but still not legal, like cops. They were a bunch of armed and dangerous people who tried all they could to get the mafia gone for as long as I recall…

I’m back again. The scent of old wood fills the air. The darkness closes in around me. I can feel the rough splinters digging into my palms. I don’t even need to open my eyes to see where I am. I’m inside the cupboard, the same one where everything always begins, on the third floor of the palace tower: the chamber of heirs, which later became the chamber of death. I force my eyes open and press against the tiny crack in the wood. There they are, my brothers, my blood, lined up, trembling, with fear and confusion etched across their young faces, and in the midst of them is Niall.

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It was done. “We acccept your condition, masssster!” The Shadows hissed in unison, but before anyone could utter another word, The Shadows erupted into a dark, swirling vortex that engulfed my brothers. I stood frozen, witnessing the anguish etched on their faces as the memories were ripped from their minds, one by one.

The three members of dark-shadows all have long black hairs that reached up to their backs which they left flowing. Their body is one built like a strong tower and they leave their chest bare while their trousers hung just below their waist. Dark shadows are known for fornication and they never really have anything good to do since the split of the covens. Their coven is like a brothel. But despite it, they are still one of the strongest covens and that is because of their special ability of not been seen when they don’t want to.

Lord Askadal carefully examined the indignant elders, outraged by the betrayal, smoothly jumped from his throne and stood next to Brook-ta-man. “My brothers, the cowardly Shadofs let us down at the most inopportune moment. They received a lot of strength from the death of so many dark ones. Now it is dangerous to punish the shadows, we will wait, and then we will avenge the treacherous betrayal, until that moment we will cooperate with them. And you Brook-ta-man, try not to fall into their field of vision. Askadal says. The elders nod approvingly, agreeing with the supreme brother. Brook-ta-man bowing respectfully.