Camille Shadowhunters Novels & Stories

His denim jeans pulling tight across his perfectly sculpted arse and legs. Marcus squeals in delight as Lucas scoops him up into the air and tickles him mercilessly. I watch them as a sense of peace washes through me. Remembering my time in the underworld. I had gone by so many titles since coming of age. Hunter, Princess, Wife, Twice Blessed, Cursed, Queen, but the greatest title that I will ever have the privilege to be given, is, and will forever more be, Mother. The End *** Foreword: Hi Guys, I would like to thank each and every one of you for having got this far. I really hope that you have enjoyed Shadowed Creatures.

in my dreams, cam looks at me the same way `\_(•~•)_/` @taylorscissorsiykwim yeahhh, but nt 1ce was camille spotted with her??? how can we make assumptions that the mystery girl is camille's friend?? @camerontaygirl WHAT IF THE MYSTERY GIRL IS CAMILLE'S LOVER AND CAMILLE IS A CLOSETED GAY AND CAMERON IS JUST LOOKING OUT FOR HIS SISTER AND GETTING ACQUAINTED WITH HIS SISTER'S LOVER??

The lights in the room seemed to fade, and the children faded around her: Everything disappeared, and she was left alone in that cold, dark room. The metallic smell of blood laced through the room, and she turned around to be surrounded by the ghost of those children. They were covered in blood. Some of their arms and legs twisted abnormally and some sustained deep wounds. She wanted to run, but she couldn’t. Her feet were glued to where she stood. They all neared her in that circle, they wanted to hurt her: They walked closer to her. Closer: Closer:

And with this gesture of mine, his hatred reached new heights. “Boss, you have an important call. It’s good to answer it,” I heard Eddy’s voice from behind me. Carla and Ella accompanied him, whom I had frankly forgotten about. Ella was a beautiful young woman, but far too young to enter our world, a dangerous world where there were no scruples. A world in which you always felt threatened, and in which a thin thread of string always held your life, ready to snap at any moment. I don’t think he understood much of what was going on at the time, and that made me thrilled.

So what was so special about this baby girl that Chloe had been dragged by the shadows to witness her birth? She is a shadow wolf… “Chloe?” Bobby’s voice broke through the storm of thoughts trouble Chloe, pulling her back to the here and now. “Is everything okay?” “Mhm,” Chloe nodded. “Why?” “Well,” The vampire shifted awkwardly, their ethereal blue eyes jumping away from the she-wolf momentarily before looking back at her again. “You’ve been standing here staring at Ursula’s door for a couple of minutes now and haven’t answered a thing I’ve asked.”

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.