Faded Shadow Novels & Stories

The shard’s remnants cling to her, faint silver veins under her flesh. “Look.” Silas points to the horizon. A city glimmers there, unfamiliar but alive, wolves and humans moving in the distant streets. A new realm. A fresh start. Ryland kneels beside us, his good hand resting on Selene’s brow. “She needs a healer.” “We all do,” I murmur. But as I lift Selene, her breath shallow against my neck, I feel the weight of the shard’s echo. The Architect’s final words, hissed as he dissolved: **“You cannot kill a shadow. Only scatter it.”**

The words were faint, cracked, but I heard it. I froze, my heart lurching . For a moment, my fury wavered. I looked down at it again but before I could speak, its body began to fade. The Shadow unraveled it piece by piece until only the glimmer of its essence lingered in the air. Its eyes finally closed shut and the last of it fully disintegrated, scattered by the cold wind. Silence.

“Did the Shade escape?" Man made light couldn’t kill a shade, not like the UV rays of the sun, but it still produced an impenetrable barrier, so fending them off was as simple as keeping your lights turned on and avoiding dark corners. But a Shadow Man, someone who’d been taken by a shade? Sure, you could kill their human host as easily as the next human but that just forced the unharmed shade out of its dead flesh and into the next closes body. Yours. If you were lucky enough to to be too far away or surrounded by light the shade would disappear into the shadows, lurking there until the next poor soul ventured within reach. It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how th

Then, the draining began. It wasn't a sudden snap; it was a steady, agonizing unspooling. Ash felt the warmth in his chest begin to leak out, drawn into Rhea’s palms by the insatiable hunger of the Shadow Heir. The gold in his memories started to fade to grey. The faces he cherished became blurry, then distant, then entirely unrecognizable. The fierce ache of longing that had driven him across the Frozen Wastes was replaced by a terrifying, hollow lightness.

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

“We are close to finding the truth.” “Are you that happy?” Elijah lifted a small smile when Shadow’s cheekbone lifted. Although Shadow didn’t take part in the brawl, she was wearing her sleeveless knee-length coat attached with a hoodie painted with a yellow and red snarl falcon logo at the back. Plus with the creepy smiling mask on the face. The majority of them didn’t know Shadow’s face and only the trusted members had the privilege to have seen one. “We are near the end. The useless territory dispute will end soon.”

Imade opened Natasha's eyes to the realities of poverty as they shared experiences like eating street food and using public transportation. Imade discovered Natasha's privileged status and was amazed by it. However, Natasha's father disapproved of her behavior and lifestyle, especially her involvement in parties and association with people from lower social classes. He eventually made the decision to send her overseas to pursue her studies in business administration. Natasha and Imade's friendship had only lasted for a year, but their bond went far beyond mere friendship. However, after Natasha's departure, all attempts to reach Imade proved futile. Her little phone had malfunctioned, causin

“So, why did you say it’s worst than Shraine?” Granny looked at her in a way that she never did before, her eyes twinkling with pity. “Because it will eat away your body until there’s nothing left of you. Unless you get your shadow back for the next six months, you’ll suffer a pain like no other and will become a fodder for other shadow. You won’t die, but you will feel your life being sucked away by the night.” And a tear fell on her right eye.

"Thank you, Edward. For guiding me through this." I nodded, feeling a surge of pride swell within me. "We are far from finished. Now, let us put you to the test against the shade." The training ground took on a more ominous aura, the air crackling with an eerie energy. Bella stood at the center, gripping a practice sword with white-knuckled intensity. Her eyes were fixed on the shadowy figure before her, its form shifting like smoke in the wind. Though silent, the shade exuded a menacing presence, its faintly glowing eyes piercing the darkness.

I cut him, without staring at him. He swallows. “Of course, your highness.” He turns back to everyone. “I’d like to make a report about the same people who have been bothering us for a while.” Silence stretches. “The shadows. They are at it again.” “What?” one of the elders asks sharply closely, followed by murmurs. “You can’t be serious,” another chips in. My beta sighs. “Trust me, I’m more than serious. They’re getting worse by the day. Especially after they managed to escape from our grasp the last time. It’s like they’ve become bolder.”