Faded Shadow Novels & Stories

I just needed to find a way to make the shadows disappear for longer. The wolf charged at me again, and this time, instead of dodging, I stood my ground. I focused all my energy on creating one final illusion—a huge version of myself, towering over the wolf, radiating light. The wolf skidded to a halt, its eyes widening in confusion as it stared up at the towering figure. For a moment, the shadows around the wolf flickered and weakened, and I seized the opportunity. I sprinted forward, slashing my dagger through the wolf’s side, deeper this time. The beast howled in agony, collapsing to the ground as the shadows around it faded completely.

The clock struck midnight as the moon climbed to its zenith. I lay in bed, feeling my wolf spirit slipping away, piece by piece. It was a slow, receding tide, pulling all the life from me. “Aria! Hold on!” My mother’s voice sounded distant, though she gripped my hand tightly. “The healer is almost here!” I tried to answer, to reassure her, but no sound came out. My eyelids felt like lead, the world around me blurring and fading to gray.

We stopped a few feet away from them and then the old men spoke those damn words. “Ombra di morte.” (Shadow of death.) The old man said as I took the hood off. I knew what his plan was the moment he wanted me to suddenly assist him with training. never did that at home, why here. The woman looked surprised and the men, well they looked displeased, irritated, aggravated and enraged . Because again they expected the shadow of death to be a man and not a woman. “Liyah.” The old man called out to me.

the shadow replied " My name is Colton and I have been assigned as your second in command. I have been looking after you since you were a baby but I was ordered by the late king and Queen. I mean your birth parents. They ordered me not to show myself to you or anyone until you turn eighteen or are close to turn eighteen. All the shadows that you saw today are from your hidden Kingdom that your parent hid to keep us protected from the enemy. They used every last of their powers to protect us the died after that but made me promise to always look after yourself from hiding. You turned eighteen today which is why all the shadows decided to appear but you got scared and fainted. They didn't mean

My breath came in sharp, shallow bursts as I stared at Marcus's lifeless body, the pool of blood around him spreading like ink on a parchment. I hadn't done this. I couldn’t have done this. Could I? A jolt of panic coursed through me, snapping me out of my frozen state. I backed away, my gaze darting around the room. The shadows on the walls seemed alive, coming closer to me. I needed to think, to move, but my legs felt like lead.

"I thought you said you were married, Elena. Why are you here, harassing Clara again? Or should I say, you finally realized how shameful it was to be a mistress and regretted it?" Where did that come from? "Mistress? What on earth are you talking about?" Liam let out a cold snort, his voice dripping with disdain. "That Maybach you left in? It's a custom model with only ten units in the world. You really think some powerful tycoon would be interested in an amnesiac nobody like you? "I looked into it. Every major player in Zentara was already married before you even went missing. So, unless you're some rich man's mistress, what other role could you possibly play?"

An image of a woman with unnervingly dark, knowing eyes and a cruel, painted smile appeared on the screen. She swiped to the next file. "Whisper-in-Shadow. A Fae assassin who can literally parasitize a target's shadow, becoming one with it. The entry says not even a Prime Alpha's senses can detect him until the moment of the killing blow." The corresponding image was a swirling vortex of darkness, vaguely humanoid, a shape that seemed to hurt the eyes to look at.

At the annual industry summit, right after I wrapped up my keynote, I was about to slip away to the lounge when a stooped figure stepped in my way. It was Wade. His hair had gone gray, and his jacket was so washed out it was almost white, a stark contrast to the sharp suits all around us. "Ms. Jones, can you do me a solid for old time's sake? I'm fresh out of jail and can't even score a decent meal." I stared at him, my mind reeling a bit. I could almost see the ghost of his past self, all puffed up with the dream of taking down the Jones Group.

When she lifted her head— The golden version was gone. Shattered. Its light dissolved into dust. The shadow stood tall. Victorious. Maeve’s heart stopped. “No—” The shadow looked down at the kneeling Cade. “Now we can be honest,” it whispered. The real Cade slowly stood. The black veins stopped crawling. The gold faded. Both eyes turned dark. Not empty. Not monstrous. Just dark. He turned toward Maeve. And for a second— She couldn’t read him.

He was shocked at the power of the shadow and yet he couldn't attack it via normal means, he managed to pull the pillow away from her face and heard her breathing hitch, as she managed to take in the air to sustain her lungs. The shadow then turned his ire towards Matthias, stabbing him in the chest with a poisoned knife. Matthias screamed in agony as the fire of the poison worked through his system, before falling to the ground next to Emma. As they both lay there dying from the venom in their system, the door burst open as Katana and Viktor entered with brutal force. Katana had faced such an evil shadow once before and knew exactly how to stop this evil with a silent magic spell. With each