Camille Shadowhunters Novels & Stories

The heart called to me: Purify… purify… purify… Cullen ran beside me, hands out, trying to shield me. “Selena, be careful!” A spike of black magic shot at him. He twisted to block it, but it slammed anyway. He went down hard, blood seeping. My stomach did a backflip, but I couldn’t stop. Not now. The Shadow Heir laughed—slow, dark, the kind of laugh that makes your bones want to hide. “Rushing, Caller? Just like the others. Think you can finish what they couldn’t?”

Under Gillian's years of constant belittling and suppression, I had humbly and pathetically believed that the Aurora Shadows pack was as noble and sacred as the Moon Goddess herself, and that I would never be worthy of their recognition or respect. But now that I was finally awake, I realized that the she-wolf standing in front of me—stripped of her privileged disguise and throwing a hysterical fit—was really nothing special at all. Lucian stepped up from behind me, sweeping his gaze over the tense atmosphere in the hall. "Mother, what happened?" "Go ask Camille!" Gillian snatched Rowan's sleeve and yanked it up, pointing at his skin. "Camille is out hooking up with another alpha, letting th

Tonight, we won. Camille stood in the control room, arms folded, as the helicopter soared off into the night. She saw us disappear. She then turned to face the shadow behind her. And murmured, "Now we will make them bleed."

“Your mother knew things would reach this point. She prepared for it. But those people who did this to her—I will make them pay.” Hailee’s breath quickened, her pulse hammering in her chest. Her mind raced to make sense of the words. Samuel and Alex… connected to the underworld? Could that even be possible? “Why should I trust you?” Hailee’s voice was low and hard. Camilla’s smile deepened. “Because I’m the only one who can protect you.” Hailee’s lips parted, her gaze studying the woman’s face once more. Underneath the flawless features and calm exterior was something colder. Sharper. There was a quiet ruthlessness lurking behind her amber eyes.

The shadow-figure screamed—not in Camela’s voice now, but like something ancient and furious. The pages scattered everywhere, igniting in flames. The glowing bed split open fully. From the white light, Camela’s body slid out, limp and shivering, her scar glowing faintly. The shadow-figure lunged at him with its claws ready to strike. “Then kill me, fox. Let her watch you do it. Let her see your hands stained with blood.” Vincent didn’t hesitate. His claws slashed upward, cutting through its chest as black smoke poured out, filling the chamber with anguished screams.

Lucas said, almost sounding indignant that I didn’t know that – as if it were my fault that the Shadow Hunters were so powerful. “We’re the strongest and most powerful coven remaining. A lot of the citizens of the Blood Shade – Lodgers we call them – escaped from covens that the hunters managed to find and completely annihilate.” Vivienne most likely sensed my agitation over the news, because she quickly changed the subject. “Shadow Hunters are a topic for a later date.” She said, curtly. We had just reached the outskirts of The Vale and were now about to enter a different part of the redwood forest.

A shadow of chanting rose again, faint from the tunnels. Camilla, still crouched by the wall, chuckled through cracked lips. “Now you believe. Now you feel it. They’re calling you, Catalina. Both of them. And you can’t ignore blood.” Catalina spun on her, fury in her eyes. “Shut your mouth.” Camilla tilted her head. “Or what? You’ll kill me? You can’t even silence the dead. How will you silence me?” Lucien moved like lightning, his boot catching Camilla’s ribs, sending her sprawling. “You’re breathing because she wants answers. Not because I can’t end you.”

she muttered, her voice tinged with disbelief. “What is it?” Maya asked, stepping into the room. Camilla’s face was pale as she turned the screen toward Maya. “Shadow isn’t just an operative. He’s someone who worked directly under Helena for years. He disappeared after her arrest, and no one’s seen him since—until now.” Maya’s heart sank. “Do you think he’s behind this?” Camilla nodded grimly. “If anyone has the resources to pick up where Helena left off, it’s him.”

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.

“Okay, so, what about your guys, what is your magic? Which castle are you posted to?” Caleb perked up immediately, as if waiting for this question. “Gladly. You should probably know who you’re hanging out with.” Mina crossed her legs, looking every bit like a professor. “Me first. I’m in Castle Noctis. The castle for vampires, shadow walkers, and anyone tied to bloodline magic, but I am one of the Shadow Walkers. We slip through the dark between places, bending shadows into weapons or doorways. Creatures of the night, tied to blood and ancestry. Everyone assumes vampires rule Noctis, but trust me, Shadow Walkers hold our own.” She winked. “Especially when it comes to sneaking out after curfe