He Loved Me In Her Shadow Novels & Stories

He saw it. Of course he did. His voice turned low, dangerous, personal. “Your shadow already knows me.” My eyes opened. “My what? ” He lifted his hand and pointed behind me. I turned And gasped. My shadow wasn’t still. It reached toward him. Like a lover. Like a link. Like a memory older than life. “No,” I whispered. “No, no, no” My knees weakened. His voice brushed my ear, a whisper without sound.

I stand up and go towards her "He was there....fuck Amari your not crazy oh my gawd Bestie you are not crazy" She jumps up and down squealing but I'm confused "Who? What? I'm so confused " I frown looking at her "SHADOW WAS FUCKING THERE" she screams "What" My heart rate and stomach drops "But I -I what" Stunned I look at her "He drove us home and girl I must say he is delicious looking. He looks exotic and forbidden" She bites her lip at his memory. I honestly feel like I'm hearing things lying down on my bed I try breaking up everything she said

No answer came from her whispered thanks, although she knew he heard her, the tether in her chest pulsed with heat as she looked around the still forest, and she realised. It was him that was pulling her onward, he was her destination, her destiny. He left her gifts and seemed to want to help her, so why was she so often afraid? why did the shadow sometimes feel sinister? unless.....

How could I let my messed up mind stain my heart with its fucking painful claws? Jeremiah squeezed my fingers in a tight grip. “You’ll never be less, little shadow. You’ll never be anything less than the most sacred part of me. I love you more than I could put into words. I promised her stars and moon, but you are it for me. In the darkness, you’re the one I look for, knowing even if I can’t see, you’ll always be there. My little shadow." Tears, I was barely holding on, slipped down my cheeks.

Something he had spent years pretending wasn’t there. He’d seen it wrap around her. Felt it touch his. Their darknesses recognized each other like lovers meeting in secret. And gods, the memory of it still burned through him—the way her shadow had curled against his, bold and curious, like it had wanted him. Like it had been waiting.

I take a step towards her. “You mean so much to me. You are a gift to me, because in my whole life, you’re the only thing that makes me the happiest. The shadow god… I am an abomination. The other gods have been trying to kill me since before I was born. I have never had anything in my life that made me happy, never even had a childhood and upbringing like other kids or the other gods, so finding you was the best thing that could ever happen to me. you are so precious to me. I will do anything to keep you safe, but at the same time, I need you to rise to your full potential. I can’t do that if I hide you in a cocoon all your life. I can’t do that if I’m always protecting you and sheltering y

“I’ll be back soon. Just... get some rest.” Her disappointed silence followed me out the door, cutting deeper than any words could. --- The night air was cold and damp as I made my way to the pickup spot. The streets were quieter than usual, the occasional car passing by, headlights cutting through the darkness. My boots clicked against the pavement, the sound unnervingly loud in the stillness. 7th and Dock was an old, rundown area near the harbor, the kind of place you didn’t go unless you had a reason. As I approached the corner, I spotted the man leaning against a lamppost, his face obscured by the shadows.

Then she stopped. Through the quiet rustling, I thought I heard her calling my name. “Mariah, where are you? I’m so scared...” My mom had always been afraid of the dark. I grew up in a single-parent household so to support me, my mom often worked late into the night. I always waited for her at the end of a long alley, eager to escort her home. By holding my hand, she always found the courage to step into the darkness. She also suffered from claustrophobia.

he tells me. I look at him in disbelief. We both know that I can suggest that, but she won't agree. "She loves you too now, doesn't she?" he asks me before smacking his hand on a nearby table. "Do you know what you're actually doing? You are selling away your family for the sake of someone else! This is betrayal of the highest form," he says, looking at me. "I expected a lot more from you. You can't have contact with her; it's going to make you soft." "I don't have any cause with destroying the Shadow Fang," I tell him defiantly. But he retorts sharply, "But you have problems destroying it with her in it. And destroying her. She's part of the Shadow Fang."