Green Shadow Novels & Stories

It was barely four in the evening. The floorboards were weathered and the table somewhat tacky. Relying on the light coming through western-facing windows, Blue couldn’t comment on the ceiling lamps—only two of which were functional. Sun slipping behind the dense hedging that was the central business district, she worried that she was keeping the café open; and as such, lack of natural lighting was not usually an issue.

But I definitely did not eye-rape him. "I am so sorry." I mumbled. Is the universe against me or something? "I wasn't looking and-" Okay, maybe I did a little bit of eye-raping. I mean, who could blame me? He's gorgeous. He has sandy blonde hair with some brown highlights. His face is just... pure perfection. Then I realised something that made me frown. Something that made memories of him come back. His eyes were a shade of forest green. Forest freaking green. Ashton. Oh god. I'm not even kidding, I am going to cry.

Yet,his eyes yearned for one particular person,Natasha. However, in a sudden and captivating turn of events,Rex attention was seized by a group of photographers hastening towards an opulent black Porsche 911 Carrera 4s Coupe. Curiosity piqued ,Rex wondered who could be commanding such attention. And there in that electrifying moment,his eyes beheld Natasha radiating in a breathtaking ensemble. She wore a stunning short dress,adorned with an optical illusion sheer top intricately embroidered to tastefully cover her chest area. The dress further boasted figure flattering midriff cut outs accentuated by cascading red feathers delicately around her waist. Completing the ensemble, Natasha donn

The day had barely begun, yet the sun was sneering from above. Professor Brown Sanders wiped his forehead with a bandanna and stared at the damp spot in the center of the fabric. Of all the colors he could have chosen that day, it had to be green. Green, like the canopy of leaves blocking the sun every now and then. Green, like the dense undergrowth weaving through the forest floor, carpeted by thick sludge of mud, rotting plants, and the droppings of God only knows what. With every step he took, the snake-like vines seemed to move, determined to launch him face-first into the putrid forest floor of the A****n rainforest.

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

They just laid there holding hands, knowing that there were guards everywhere watching over them. Emma sighed, "That doesn't explain anything to me." "It's one of the deadliest poisons that can harm a Schatten. It comes from the root of a rare tree and is harmless to humans but deadly to shades. I will explain more later, when my strength returns." Sleep took hold as they were both still weak from the events of the morning, knowing that they would need to deal with Imogen upon recovering. Tomorrow, Matthias thought, tomorrow.

I stepped back as the door turned red. Moving slowly through the hall, step, step, step, step. The ticking started once more. I needed to find my escape. I ran through a door to the right to find myself falling into a field of grass. Whispers of voices being carried with the wind. So many voices all at once, none were discernible. Shadows began appearing along the horizon, and the whispers increased.

I scream some more, but a cloth is fitted in my mouth, and the taste of it makes me gag. I don’t allow despair to touch my heart. I still have one option left, and that’s to shift. I close my eyes and brace myself for the swift change to happen, but something searing hot touches the inside of my wrist and makes me scream. Silver. I know it before I even see it.

"Yes, Boss!" After arranging everything, Aria turned to stand beside Landon. Together with Sam, they faced the dark forest ahead. The Soul Lock Grove seemed even more sinister at night. Ancient trees loomed overhead, their twisted branches reaching like clawed hands. The canopy blotted out the sky completely, leaving not a trace of moonlight or starlight—only suffocating darkness. Now and then, strands of pale blue mist drifted between the trees, glowing faintly in the dark. They were leaking remnants of the manifestation's unholy energy.

The quiet hum of the jet was all I could focus on, blocking out everything else. When we finally arrived, the scenery took my breath away. Nightshade Pack was beautiful in a dark, haunting way. The forest stretched endlessly, thick and green, surrounding the entire area like a protective wall. Mist hung low over the treetops, making everything look mysterious, almost enchanted. But there was a shadow here, too—a feeling that something wasn’t right. It was beautiful but carried an eerie, heavy feeling.