Future Shadow Novels & Stories

he snakes his tongue in excitement as he wriggles his fingers on his handgun “No he’s not, you trigger-happy bastard. Anyways, it’s not weird. There are people blessed with the gift of controlling shadows. I believe they call themselves Shadow” “Interesting. I can’t believe such amazing people exist” he giggles Shane lights another cigarette “They are far from amazing. Back when I was a teen, I took up a job offer to kill a pregnant woman. It should be an easy job I thought but she could control Shadows” he blows out smoke

Orange Street lights illuminated the bellies of the grey clouds that hung above and in the distance were the lit signs of stores and restaurants. Chloe didn’t recognise the place but something in the back of her mind told her this was a human settlement of some kind. It wasn’t in the same state but was also close enough to share the same kind of weather. The shadows circled around her legs, rubbing their pitch black pelts over Chloe’s naked skin. The fur was as cold as ice but as soft as silk and it tickled her fingers as she Idly reached out to touch them. It were the shadows that coaxed her to follow some invisible path set out just for her. Chloe wasn’t sure how she knew this, but the sha

That past, those stories came like thorns that hurt everything in their path. “Sweetheart, I beg you so much to pull yourself together. You’re a grown woman, strong and fearless. Lift your head up and let’s focus on the important things and our future. The past is theirs, but the future is ours and we have to live it the way we want to,” Mike told me with determination. “Their past is like a dark shadow for us, meant to destroy our wonderful future that you dream of. Kevin hates us and won’t rest until he destroys us,” I said through sobs.

Persis told me. "I lost everything. How can I be destined for anything more than failure?" I asked. "You are stronger than you give yourself credit for," she replied. "Why did I lose my parents?" I asked. Persis sighed. "I cannot answer that question, but I can tell you all will be revealed in due time," she said. "OK, well, what can you tell me?" I asked. "You have a very powerful gift. You are a shadow wolf. You can manipulate shadows, both dark and light, and see the past, present, and future. But you must be careful." Persis warned in a voice filled with caution, "You cannot use it to change the future."

And so, as the final battle loomed on the horizon, we stood united, ready to fight for our future, our love, and a world free from the shadows that threatened to consume us all. The air crackled with anticipation as we entered the heart of The Shadows' lair, a hidden stronghold that had eluded justice for far too long. Our footsteps echoed through the dimly lit corridors, each step bringing us closer to the confrontation that would determine our fate. With every turn, we encountered the formidable obstacles that The Shadows had set in our path. Traps, guards, and intricate security systems tested our skills and resolve. But we pressed on, driven by the unwavering determination to dismantle t

THE DEBT IS A LIE. ​As the facility stabilized, I looked at the monitor. The pulses were heading toward every continent. But as the signal cleared, a new icon appeared on our screen. A single, blinking red dot, moving steadily across the North Atlantic toward our coordinates. ​It wasn't a ship. It wasn't a sub. ​"He found the 'Shadow,'" Damian whispered. "He’s not tracking the signal, Aara. He’s tracking the absence of the signal. He’s following the hole we made in the world."

"A person who waits for a storm on a day will eventually go crazy. You have given them a choice, Hannah. They can be part of the change. They can be left behind. Either way you are not in control anymore." I looked up at the villa perched on the cliff like a guardian. It was no longer a hiding place. It was a home. I realized then that the Harvest of Shadows was not about fixing the past. It was about planting the future in the soil that had been neglected. My father had left me a legacy of shadows. I was turning them into the shade of olive trees. The week the weather changed. A big storm rolled in from the sea the sky turning dark and rough.

"He was a predictable, short-sighted obstacle driven by vanity and fear. You can bargain with fear, Liam. You can manipulate vanity. The Shadow is different. It doesn't operate on political logic, territorial ambition or economic leverage. It is an apex hunter tracking a specific frequency." With a swift swipe of her thumb, she activated the sync-pad. A translucent blue holographic map of the high northern ridges bloomed into life above the scarred oak table, casting a cool azure glow over their faces. Several tracking nodes along the outer perimeter were blinking with erratic fading gray signals. Liam leaned over the map, his massive frame effectively blocking the ambient chill of the room

No wonder why Death created his own damn coven to help him. The future is bright for Ever and me. I’m glad that my past is in the past, and I can move forward with the woman I love. I’m grateful for my beautiful soul mate. Ever has been a light in my life, one I knew I needed, but one I never thought I would have. I’m excited for everything our future holds, our future family, and our future in the coven. This is definitely never how I thought my life would play out, but I’m so thrilled that it’s turning out better than I could have ever imagined. I’m ready for everything the future holds because I know I can face anything with Everly by my side. I guess the Phantom of the Opera gets his hap

We needed to do something about him and fast, but first we had to prepare the attack, because the moment word got out that Austin was out of the picture, the rogues would surely attack. Back to reality then, I guess. I sighed internally. ‘Soon my dear, we will overcome this and reality will put a smile on your face.’ Shadow comforted and I smiled to myself. I excused myself and walked to my room to have a shower, still deep in thought about the inevitable war that would soon be upon us. We needed to either be prepared to attack or to be attacked and at this stage I haven’t decided which option is better.