Camille Shadowhunters Novels & Stories

- Camille explained, and the other witches nodded in agreement. - So next week you will come back as a Luna?- Sharon said with a grin. - I will, and then some accident may happen.- Camille said with a grin. She knew what the women before her were thinking. To achieve her goal, Camille had to humiliate herself and lay with a werewolf, the creature way below them. For her, it was a sacrifice for their humiliation. - What about the other pack? Where have you lived for so long?- Charlotte asked. She has been quiet since then and now decided to speak up.

And then, with a fierce cry, Camilla released that power. A surge of light erupted from her, a brilliant blaze that pushed back the darkness, forcing the shadows to retreat. Camilla’s eyes burned with intensity, the power radiating from her as she fought back with everything she had. Riccardo, now freed from the grip of the shadows, surged forward, his gun aimed directly at Ruiz. But Ruiz wasn’t finished. With a roar, he lashed out, the shadows snapping back into place like whips, striking toward Riccardo with deadly speed.

Camilla nodded with a smirk, clearly pleased, before she departed. "What lycanthrope horde?" Hudson asked, regarding me with suspicion. "Oh," I chuckled. "That's my own special army. It consists of strong werewolves—males and females—who are under a spell to carry out my commands." I smiled brightly. Hudson fell silent and then went after Camilla.

Camille had been chosen to go with the two warriors because not only was she half warlock, half-werewolf, she was also a medical doctor and Paul’s friend. If there was any need for magic, she could handle it. And if Paul, being human, was hurt in any way, Camille could see to him. Agyemang took the stairs instead of the elevator. He ran all the way to the front of the Stanton mansion where a car had parked and Camille and the warriors were getting out. Agyemang didn’t have the patience to wait for his mate to come out. He ran to the car and reached inside to pull Paul out.

" Catherine continued with a chuckle. Camille nodded even though she was a little annoyed. Her grip on the pills strengthened. She considered how to ask Elena. The next day, according to the original plan discussed with Catherine. Camille asked Alpha Austin to drive her to Shadow Moon Pack. A few hours later, Camille was suddenly there. She was surprising the entire Shadow Moon pack. They whispered to each other, thinking Camille had died long ago. However, she returned looking even better than when she lived in the Shadow Moon pack. Meanwhile, Camille tried to restrain herself from getting carried away by the memories of that place, especially if she looked at the house left behind by Elder

“The paramedics were able to stabilize him before taking him to the hospital. Hopefully, he makes it and it wasn't anything fatal.” “Thank the goddess,” Melanie sighed in relief. “It's way past the time for dinner. Is anyone down?” Felicity asked, looking at her watch. Cassian downed the rest of his chalice. He opened a box and placed the cup back inside before putting it in his box. “It's nightfall and I have to get back.” I gasped, the truth hitting me for the first time. “You're a vampire,” I said. Cassian lifted one of his brows. “I think we've established that a long time ago.” He replied.

“Half wolf, half bear, and all Shadow. “Babaloo, is your brother a Shadow?” Shadow asked. “Duh? Of course, he is. Why do you think he’s such an excellent assassin?” He said with pride for his big brother. “Well, shit! I had no idea he was a Shadow.” Shadow frowned. “Not to worry as you spend time and train with more Shadow’s you’ll be able to ID them.” Mimi shrugged. “So, Shadow should we go ahead and have our people start making their way here?” Dakota asked.

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Aria advised. "I will eat since you have requested it of me," Damien said and gave Aria a quick smile. Aria blushed back and looked away. Normally, Camille would have noticed the sparks flying right before her eyes and made teasing comments about it but she was too lost in thought. She was caught in her own head. Imprisoned by her memories. The werewolf hunters affected her mental health. It provoked memories that she had struggled to keep buried. She got on her feet abruptly and cleared her throat. "I think I'll leave you be. I need to get some rest," Camille said.

I could learn more and get to know more about the mystic Shadow pack, and her son would get to mingle with people he’s been familiar with. Nonetheless, I would be able to get enough power to execute my revenge when the time comes. “We are all from a different race here,” Camille explained as the walked past the fountain to the patio. “What do you think, it would be great to have you staying here at the mansion, we all agreed, Tristan should bring you here.” “I’d love to stay…” “But…” Camille read her face that was full of muse and I met her gaze and we both chuckled. “No buts,” I said.