Chasing Shadows Novel Novels & Stories

I couldn't stop thinking about that strange knocking on my door, the way the handle had turned so slowly in the dark, and the weight of that silence in the hallway. But what Cade had shown me in the library was even stranger than the knocking, and it was making my skin crawl even in the heat. The Shadow Wraith book was gone. Cade had pulled me aside into the rows of towering bookshelves, his face looking pale in the torchlight as he told me the news. He mentioned that he had been searching for the book all evening, looking through every shelf and corner where it could have been hidden, but he couldn't find a single trace of it. He had called me over specifically to ask if I had taken it back

“So I’m your shadow now?” Damian stepped closer, eyes sharp. “You’re under my protection. There’s a difference.” The room seemed to shrink, his presence pressing in, heavy and undeniable. For one terrifying, intoxicating moment, Amara wondered if the danger wasn’t outside at all - but standing right in front of her. The man cleared his throat. “There’s more.” He tapped the folder again and slid another photograph across the table. Amara’s blood ran cold. It wasn’t her. It wasn’t Damian.

One more lie had been erased. He walked to the back of Marcus’s SUV and used a finger to write in the layer of canyon dust on the rear window: SILENCE. He then took the laminated card—the same design as the one left for Julian—and placed it in Marcus’s lifeless hand. The silk has been cut. The Shadow’s Return Silas climbed back up the ridge, disappearing into the scrub brush as the first hints of a cold, grey dawn began to bleed over the horizon. He moved with the same deliberate, unhurried pace.

His hands loosened from Trisha's pink cardigan before his head rammed into the cold, hard earth with so much force that he thought that his skull had cracked open like an egg's shell. He heard the ebbing footsteps of the Trisha and Wilkes as they continued for their lives. It was every person for himself—and herself and he couldn't blame them. Perhaps if they escape, they'll bring the school authorities to his corpse hidden hundreds of metres below and he'll get a befitting burial. He felt the shadows swarm all around him like bees feasting on honey which was in this case, thick, pulpy blood gushing out of his ear. “The long arm of the Goddess will always catch up with you,” the shadows bega

The sun hung high in the sky, casting a soft, golden hue over the sprawling grounds of New Moon Academy. The castle-like estate loomed majestically, its turrets piercing the clouds, while ivy clung to the stone walls like a protective embrace. Charlie Hale stood at the entrance, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Today marked a new beginning, a chance to leave behind the shadows of her past.

The shadows pursued them, their movements unnaturally fast and erratic. One by one, the group climbed through the window, Anna clutching the book tightly to her chest. As her feet hit the pavement, she glanced back at the library. The shadows stood at the broken window, watching them with glowing eyes. One of them raised a hand and waved slowly before disappearing into the darkness. --

Concrete walls stretched off in two directions and the black maw of a doorway faced him. Always comfortable with the darkness, Vanadine flowed towards the dark rectangle and entered the building. Darkness wrapped around him like a cloak that he welcomed, becoming one with the shadow, as was his nature. Yet what would have been almost utter darkness to most people was like daylight to Vanadine, his eyes naturally able to perceive light most could not. He strode purposefully and silently through the building, marking what once had been a hospital wing but was now just a hollow shell. The sounds of a struggle and voices drew him on as the pair of men taunted and teased the woman, making her squ

She knew it already but her thoughts turned all true just when she heard a loud sound ringing in the silent cabin the next second. *DASHH* The loud noise followed, making her alert this time. Her doubts turned all true. She looked towards the direction of the sound, which was right behind her in a second and there she saw a shadow of a huge tall and bulky built hiding behind the shelves. Her insides twisted looking at the sight but she wasn't able to see the face of the invader properly due to the dim lighting of the cabin. Her eyes widened in fear yet she gutted back to step ahead towards the invader in order to start fighting off.

It was a sign for him to run away. If she was still the terrible enemy on earth, she would probably fucked his brain. “Yes… the possibility is endless.” Shadow took one step ahead. “But the ending… is the same.” She snorted. “No, no!” Chayan scrambled on the floor. His wings flapped and sent the strong tornado-like winds to her direction. Shadow snorted yet again. She charged at Chayan for the first time with the obvious intention. Her body cutting through the strong tornado between her evaded it and pulled her hand to the back with a tight fist.

My eyes finally close as I fall into a deep sleep. As I lay there I can feel myself leaving my body. Eventually, I can see my body laying in the bed next to Brittany. I look around the room and I can see something in the corner of my room. I try to keep away but it quickly looks in my direction. It already noticed me. I try to find a way to get away from it but it lunges at me. I can barely get away before it latches its claws into my leg. I can see my body jerk in the bed as I scream in pain. I kick the shadow figure off of me as I start to run. I run out of my room and run downstairs. I only make it before I see the figure standing there. I stop in my tracks and turn around to run back int