Future Shadow Novels & Stories

Obstacles that could be overcome, but how? Matthias stood still and watched as she continued down the path and noticed that she turned around again, seeking one last glance at him before she disappeared from view. He knew right then and there that he needed to win her over and quickly. He needed a plan to win her over. Immediately! There was no time to waste! Time was of the essence. But how? Pure and simple, manipulation. Manipulation. Reader Notes: Welcome to the world of Das Schatten, aka, the Shadows. The Schatten can turn into shadows and travel through walls and objects, unless they are bound with silver chains.

It was a pity it had taken lives lost to teach them both. "We need to keep moving." "But those people." "There are two of us and who knows how many of them. How do you suppose we make it out alive going up against them? That is the Shadow Pack, Penny. Sven's men. They are ruthless, and they are tracking us now. We need to move. Unless you have a better idea that won't get us both killed. I don't feel like dying today." She had no answers. The odds were stacked against them. When she moved, the pain that had been a secondary thought in the back of her mind sent lightning jolts through her back.

Ava's words stayed on my mind, and I knew my bed would soon be empty. "Olivja, please," Jack said as he followed me into the bedroom. "What do you want, Jack?" I asked him, and he looked down with no response. "The feeling was overwhelming," he said, and I laughed. "You'd better head to Shadow and complete what you began, Jack. Don't expect my consent, as it will never come. I'll never say it's alright just to ease your conscience. The truth is, it's not alright! It's painful! It feels like a betrayal, and I can't recover from it. So, don't waste time hoping I'll have a change of heart because I won't. I'm the one who loses in this. Not you, not her, not the damn pack members, just me. Me an

Jamal cherished their friendship dearly, unaware of Natasha's growing desire for something more. One Wednesday morning after a rigorous gym session, Natasha's car halted in an unfamiliar neighborhood. Rain started pouring heavily as she struggled to diagnose the issue. Her attempts to call for help were thwarted by a lack of signal, leaving her stranded. Fortunately, fate intervened as Jamal jogged by, recognizing Natasha and offering his assistance. He shielded her from the downpour and inspected the car, realizing it was beyond his expertise he then suggested they head to his nearby house while the rain persisted. Upon arriving, Natasha was grateful for his hospitality as he provided her w

A recognition. The shadow's legacy has begun her journey. The completion is near. I smile. "Then let it come."

And as I closed my eyes, I knew that tomorrow, the firewalls would finally come down, and we would be standing in the wreckage, together, alive, and ready to face whatever came next. The Shadow Play was over. The game was about to begin. And we were going to win it all.

I took out Seth's iPad and continued watching the live video when I realized that it was my company that had been blown up by the Alpha of the Poldark pack. "What?" I screamed so loudly as let go of the iPad I was holding. I couldn't believe what just happened. Just when I was hoping for a positive reply from the Alpha of the Poldark pack, I got the most negative reply I will ever get. "I knew it! I had a bad feeling about this whole live-streaming of a thing he decided to host all of a sudden. He's trying to tell the world that more is yet to come. We need to prepare for the worst," Seth said.

Looking over my shoulder, a shadow jumped out from the treeline. ‘Fuck!’ It moved as fast as lightning, disappearing in the treeline and appearing much closer than before. The shadow stopped about fifty feet away from me. I stumbled on my steps, making out the silhouette of a rifle as the shadow bent one knee on the sand. ‘Oh my God!’ Like a movie on fast forward, my life flashed in front of me. The future I dreamed of, what I had lost, and the events that led me here. ‘Is this the end of me?’

The old man wanted to take care of the Russian mafia himself so he didn’t let me go after him because he was scared I would end up dead somewhere in a ditch as well. I respected his wishes so I stayed away and let him deal with it on his own but it seems like I was being dragged into their business so now it was mine also. And they just signed their own death by pulling my dear baby into this. They should pray that I don't regain my strength anytime soon because if I do they won’t get out of here alive. They will meet their maker sooner than they thought. There is a reason why I’m called The Shadow of death. “No wonder Dominic is after you.” Mr.unkown said, tightening the hold he had on my f

I was the finest barrier mage in the Blackrock Pack. My Alpha father promised I would be the next Moon Watcher. But at the ceremony, he led my twin sister Lila—a white wolf—up to the dais. Moonlight draped over her like she'd been hand-delivered by the goddess herself. My mother's eyes went red-rimmed. "A white wolf hasn't been born in a hundred years. Lila will protect us all." My brother puffed with pride. "She's the pride of the Fenraven bloodline." The pack knelt on one knee below, chanting her name over and over. I stood there, watching Lila glow like she'd swallowed the moon, and finally the words slipped out: "I laid every barrier around this pack. So why isn't the title mine?" My mot