Eminence In Shadow Manga Novels & Stories

"It just changed its shape. Your father knew that. He knew that if a Thorne didn't claim the 'Management,' the Void would." The ledger in the shadow's hand began to glow with a sickly, golden light, the same color as Mina’s eyes. The book began to open, the pages flipping with a sound like a heartbeat. Mina’s name on the cover started to bleed into the leather. "Mina, don't look at it!" Kaelen roared. He lunged toward the shadow, his hunter's knife flashing, but his blade passed through the image as if it were smoke. The shadow didn't even flinch.

The crowd growled their approval, a guttural sound of acknowledgment, of acceptance, of witnessing two wolves proving that leadership was not given—it was forged. Leadership required more than blood. It required survival. And so, the Trial of Shadows commenced. Darius and Selene were blindfolded, taken to the outskirts of the Ashen lands, left with nothing but their instincts and the silent presence of hidden warriors prepared to test them. They had until dawn to find their way back, but the path was riddled with traps— Wolves waiting in silence, ready to challenge them, forcing them into combat to prove dominance. Tests of endurance, requiring them to move without sight, relying only on sen

The library descends into an uncomfortable silence, one I'm itching to break but I don't say anything, patiently waiting for him to speak. “Did you see the rift?” I nod. “It wasn't there when I left.” “And it's just the beginning. Even before you left, the shadows in our realm had intensified but we've been able to keep them at bay and prevent things from escalating. And now we have rifts.” Leaning back on his couch, fatigue washing over his face, he sighs, “Who knows what else will come? The human realm is collapsing, so is our realm but at a more obvious level.”

"I'm not running any more. I can't. If Morgane's death would not have ended it, then we must confront what comes next. We must end it now for good." Vera's grip on Emereah's arm tightened, eyes wide in horror. "Emereah, don't do this. If you confront it now I must confront it," Emereah interrupted, her tone husky and strained. "I can sense it, Vera. The shadow did not perish with Morgane. It's stronger, more entrenched in this earth than we knew. And if I don't halt it now." She paused, as if she couldn't finish the sentence. The burden of knowledge was a weight upon her shoulders.

Chandler's legs gave way, and he sank to the floor. He stared blankly at the blood-covered flesh on his hand, murmuring, “It’s really her, it’s really her… “How could this happen?” He asked as he gazed at Ben, his eyes bloodshot, panic and anger surging within him. With a wave of his arm, he sent everything nearby crashing to the ground. Then, he seized Ben’s collar. “Bring me all the data on A167!” His voice trembled as he sank into despair. “Wasn’t it said that the special drug was supposed to be effective?”

(gesturing to the room) “—this is war. And in war, there are no second chances.” Before Sienna could respond, the sound of shattering glass filled the room. Both of them turned toward the window just as a shadow moved in the darkness. Enzo grabbed Sienna, his voice sharp. “Get down!” The crack of gunfire echoed through the room as chaos erupted around them.