Harry Potter And The Shadowed Light Novels & Stories

But, her expectation soon shattered into pieces. Suddenly, a bright blue-ish light steadily spread across the night, Shadow's eyes seek refuge under her elbow to screen out the excessive light. "Ugh, what the hell? What's going on? Why is this happening to me?" The light slowly spread and engulfed her surroundings. The light ran rampage and blindly attacked the surrounding and loitered around but Shadow had a feeling the sudden appearance of the light had a purpose. "What the..." The light brightened up, making it impossible for her to peek at the surroundings, thus leaving her no choice but to focus on her senses.

Mayari Tabbu’s eyes glowed green and gold, and in her lips — the spell unfolds. “Phantoms that show through light and day, come forth and lead the way! Find the book with the golden hook. Take a peak, take a look. Find the page that contains the rewinding spell, find the page that the shadows know all too well!” The hut shines bright as the Phantoms from day and night, crawled towards the hut — invisible from man’s line of sight.

“Would we be able to identify the Shadow?” “Shadows have a grey Aura, in the worse cases black. The issue is their aura changes with their moods. They have unstable magic. If they are thinking thoughts of light their aura will appear white. This makes them hard to find at times. But I wouldn’t want us to find it. Not until we are prepared.”

*“You cannot stop me, Alpha. Your children are mine.” I snarl, my wolf surging forward. “We’ll see about that.” --- **Selene’s Light** I clutch the shard in my hand, its surface warm against my palm. The Shadow’s presence is everywhere, his voice a constant whisper in my mind. *“Your light will feed my power, little light.”* “Not while I’m still breathing,” I snap, my glow intensifying. The Shadow’s form materializes before me, his eyes like voids. *“You cannot win.”*

The water passed straight through the shadow and turned black. Morrow floated closer. Her white light touched the edge of the darkness. The two forces clashed violently. Light and shadow pushed against each other. The shadow figure trembled slightly. But did not fall. You are bright, it said softly to Morrow. But not bright enough. With one smooth motion, it lifted its hand. Morrow was thrown backward into a building. Maria screamed. “No!” The shadow turned slowly toward the city. Toward the people. Toward everything. Helios moved to block it.

When he looks up, he catches my eye for a reaction, and I just roll mine. "Is there anything else?". The room is quiet before Arthur speaks up in a shaky voice. "Who's going to be the one to battle Malik?". Lewana just holds his gaze. "You know the answer to that, Arthur. He is possessed by shadow. Only light can defeat it". Fuck. I hadn't even thought of that. I just assumed it would be me. I know I will be right there with her, but for her to do it. Arthur speaks up again before I can even finish my thoughts. "Then we need to wait until after you give birth".

"There has to be something in here. Some spell or something that can help." "Elara, stop—" I didn't listen. I started looking through the pages as fast as I could. My grandmother was the best healer we had. She wrote down everything she knew about dark magic and how to fight it. There had to be something. My hands were shaking while I searched. Page after page of spells and cures. But nothing about shadow poison. Then I saw it. Just one small part near the back of the book. "Listen to this," I said and read it out loud. "Shadow corruption comes from its source. Kill the source and all corruption dies too."

Then I headed to the burnt-out forest hilltop. The cold wind cut right through me. The creepy end-of-the-world vibe was getting stronger. I called up some friends to work some magic. Tonight, I’m going to call down lightning to turn all the wood into lightning wood. Infused with the power of thunder and the breath of silver, this wood will be stronger than it ever was before. Right then, I heard James, snickering from behind a tree. "My dear sister, had I known you liked it rough, I would've helped you look. These friends of yours are a bunch of weirdos. They're not even as cool as me."

"Shadow creatures. If we cannot perform the Great Binding yet, then we eliminate as many threats as possible before reinforcements arrive." "That is suicide," Morgana protested. "These are not bandits or wild animals. They are beings of pure malevolence, guided by an entity older than civilization." "Then we better be very good at what we do." Through our bond, I felt my mates' agreement despite their fear. We had magic, we had each other, and we had no choice. "How do we fight shadows?" Prince Darius asked pragmatically. "With light," I replied. "The brightest light we can create."

Anna remained perched on the stone altar, the white shroud clinging to her skin, but her gaze was fixed on the space between the boiling iron pot and the old woman. Standing there was a shadow that didn't belong to the dead or the living. It was a young woman, translucent and radiant, her hair the color of midnight and her eyes the same electric blue that had defined Anna’s life. She looked so much like Elara, but the age was wrong,she was a snapshot of a girl who had never been allowed to grow old. The shadow girl pointed a delicate finger at the Crone, then at herself, and finally at Anna.