Novel & Cerita Corpse Party: Book Of Shadows

Darkness fell over the courtyard, heavy and complete, like it had been waiting to take its place. My chest tightened as I stepped back, my pulse racing now, my mind trying to catch up to what was happening. Something fast, moved behind me. I turned, but it was too late. The shadows rose from the ground, twisting and pulling themselves upward into shapes that didn’t belong in this world. Their eyes glowed faintly through the darkness as they locked onto me, and this time, there was no mistaking what they were. They came forward. All at once. “Corin!” I shouted, turning back toward where he had been, but he was gone. All of them were gone. The courtyard was completely empty, like they were nev

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

I swallowed hard, heart pounding as I fought the urge to call out. And then I saw it…a shadow, darker than it should be, detaching itself from the corner of the room. It wavered for a moment, like a trick of the light, then moved with purpose, swirling closer around my feet. My breath caught in my throat as the darkness stretched out, curling around me, cocooning me in an otherworldly embrace. I knew what this was. I’d seen in the book of supernaturals, whispered stories of creatures that could manipulate shadows…wolves with abilities beyond the norm. I never believed them… until now.

I replied back as I stretched my hands to remove the painting but it didn’t move, instead it slid and revealed a medium sized box. I took the box out and placed it on the desk. It was an old mahogany box with gold engravings on it. “Sinclair” I opened it carefully and revealed a very thick brown greenish book with about 200 pages made of parchment or something like and had the title written on it with big bold handwriting: “BOOK OF SHADOWS” I smiled happily, I couldn’t believe that I had it in my hands and looked at Kevin who was still anxious saying: “We found it” he nodded his head and was about to speak when we suddenly heard an applause behind us.

But he never reached me. When I opened my eyes back up I was startled to find that large beast pinned against the wall by a very angry looking Lucas. Only this time, Lucas’ eyes had turned completely black, on his head stood two large horns that curled around themselves in perfect spirals. His white hair falling around his face messily. His hands had formed into talons which where currently pressed against the bodyguards throat, his nails digging into the skin drawing blood. Tormund was trying desperately to overthrow Lucas but to no avail. The more he thrashed about, the bright the shade of puce he came as Lucas cut off his air supply. Before I could comprehend what was happening, Lucas’ na

They or we? The other party that threw our world into chaos was the self-proclaimed animal welfare organization Live for Animals. In an act of charity they broke into Doctor Christopher Krynick's research laboratory to bring the animals to safety. Unfortunately they had no idea what was going on and a well-meaning rescue operation turned into a global catastrophe. The proles first killed their rescuers and then escaped from the research facility to bring a plague of unprecedented proportions to the world. When a hand came to rest on my shoulder and slowly brushed the back of my neck, I tried to ignore the tingling sensation. "You can leave that nice. I'm still mad at you. "

I shivered. "What is a Hybrid Corpse Seeker," Rai asked fearfully. I jumped off my bed and asked him what he did with my book collection. He pointed to the closet and I headed inside of it searching for a very old grimoire. When I found the human skin bound book I carried it to him and sat on the mattress as I flipped through the delicate pages. Once I found what I was looking for I opened it wide and read the information out loud. Hybrid Corpse Seeker

I looked back at the pages of the book, wrapping myself more closely in the gray scarf Oliver had given me for Christmas. However, I was not allowed to return to the land depicted in the story from my book, because I sensed a strangely familiar aura that was getting closer and closer to our property. My first thought was mother, because the structure of the aura was very similar, but a few details did not match. I put the book on the table and lifted the blanket from my lap, setting it aside, before giving Oliver a meaningful look. He must have sensed the aura as well, as was already taking Alex in his arms and then walking towards the gazebo, where Oliver sat him down on the bench next to m

Corpseboy caught my eye, smiled grandly, and motioned to the strange scene before us. “As king, I welcome you to my humble court,” he pronounced, offering his arm and leading me down the cobblestone path. I didn't budge, eying the phantoms waltzing in the distance. They stopped dead in their tracks, bowing and curtsying deeply as Corpseboy turned to face them. He looked at me with exasperation, released my hand and bowed slightly to the ghostly crowd. They burst into excited whispers, voices like wind through dead leaves, and the candles burst into pillars of flame. I screamed as the firelight drenched them, revealing transparent skeletons instead of their elegant silhouettes, dressed i

he bowed and the rest of his team bowed as well. There was no question to why they failed. The core of the corpse was gone, making it hard to distinguish it. Without the core--its heart-- a werewolf wouldn’t shift back to human. No one would know if it was a werewolf or a forest wolf. But I knew. The moment I arrived, the air whispered to my ears. The smell of death lingered in my nose. And the howl of a werewolf called my Alpha wolf. The corpse was a shape-shifter like us. Definitely a rogue because there was no distinguished pack scent.