Hombre Sombra Novels & Stories

“Loyalty. I can respect that.” Then he leaned forward. In one swift motion, he dragged the blade across the man’s thigh deep, not fatal, but enough to send pain through his leg. The man screamed, jerking against the wires, his eyes were wild. Miguel didn’t stop. He wiped the blade clean with a cloth from his coat. “That was the easy part.” He waited a moment, giving him space to answer. When silence followed, Miguel sighed. “You know what the problem is with shadows?” he asked softly, almost like he was speaking to himself. “They think they’re unseen , Untouchable.”

In a dimly lit warehouse, shadows danced eerily across the concrete walls, casting a sinister glow on the imposing figure of Deather "The Scarface," the ruthless Don of the Scarface Cartel. Dressed sharply in a jet-black suit, his polished shoes reflected the dim light, and in his hands rested a heavy metal baseball bat slung lazily over his shoulder. His icy eyes carried a chilling, calculating gaze, their cold depths betraying no mercy. He was totally Hades himself for being as ruthless as him, and he feared nothing, not even the gods forcing together.

“Don’t make me hurt you, Sierra.” “It was a man named Ian. He used to be Willow’s neighbor. He has been demanding compensation from Willow for his father’s death, but Willow refuses to give his family any more money. H-He plans to trick Willow into a secluded place and record a compromising video to blackmail her. It’s all Ian’s idea. I just helped with the location.” “Smack!” Roy swung his hand, knocking Sierra sideways. She fell to the ground, her ears ringing violently from the blow.

Clara watched, her masturbation slowing to a halt, her breath caught in her throat. The shadows pulled together, sculpting themselves into a form. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Masculine. It was a man made of shifting darkness and pale, luminous light, his features handsome but blurred, as if seen through mist. His eyes glowed with a soft, silver radiance, fixed on her.

I asked when it was clear that he was not going to say anything until I spoke up. “Nothing,” was his response. The tension went up suddenly. Was this man bipolar? One minute, he was snarling at me, and you would have very well believed that he hated me. And now, there was an amused look on his face. I didn’t understand what exactly was funny. He was starting to piss me off. “Nothing?” I sighed. I was tired. I didn’t need these games. “Jax, unlock the damn elevator and let us down.”

Those people were the same people who taunted Shadow and exploited her feelings. They took Shadow for granted, and for that, he hated them. “SO…” He mumbled it, watching all the important figures of SO unmoving on the floor. “SQE…” And the SQE members who were slightly in better shape than SO. “He- hey~!” The blonde man that was wearing a sleeveless knee-length hoodie - with the striped white and black like a jail residence and the ears of a hyena planted on the hoodie - raised his hand at them. “I don’t take her for granted.”

Isabella. I shuddered at the cool connectedness of the person's voice, and I looked from the corner of my eyes to see a figure looming in the shadows. "Who the hell is this punk?" Bulky number one said but the edge could be heard in his voice, wait! He was scared? I almost laughed at the possibility, but I must say the shadow guy's voice did give me the chills. Shadow guy walked towards us slowly. I could feel the strong and intimidating aura coming from him. who's this guy? Was he part of the Mafia?

A voice rang, Sorrena growled and instantly became a wolf, a giant-sized beast, jason saw a shadow moving towards them, the mist seemed to clear for it, then it came into view, It was a man, tall and lean, eyes that had irises that shone as black as dye, an evil look that seemed to radiate, he had pale skin with a short beard and bald head, he gave jason a blank look with a smirk at the left part of his mouth, "So, you're the one that's been making the light gods active?, a shame to die here" he said, He was the carbon copy of tafrel, his cloak seemed to shimmer in the sun, the mist hung tightly to his back,

This must be the borders. I seen a man standing with smaller boy that had a bag on his head. That was obviously Dom. I got out of the car and stood with Shannon as Leon and Liam walked over to the men. As Leon walked over, a large man came out of the group of men in front of him. The man gave off as much power as Leon did. He was about the same build as Leon, but this man had caramel coloured skin, with hair that looked like coffee swirling in the wind and the most intensive eyes the colour of dark chocolate. Alpha Hunter.

The growl came a little lower than a normal growl while it seemed to be in a lot of Pain as it's cries could Clearly be felt around the Woods After a While, the ground thudded the exact moment a Painful Howl Sounded in the depths of the Woods and in almost a sudden, some Ruffled steps were heard and then came the hefty looking Men who approached the Woods while one of them smiled at the huge smoke that puffed out of his Cigar. "He was Here!" Mr Glamora said, he was kneeling on one Knee while he held the big Cigar in his right Hand, an inch from him kneeled Mr Hambora who bent at a 90 degree angle as if proposing to his brother