I Heart You Too Shadow Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry. Just the hangover is worse, but it won’t hurt him. A little like bee stung, maybe.” We marched towards the woods, but all I could hear was Everlee’s fast heartbeat. “Everlee, relax. Your heartbeat is obstructing my hearing,” Shadow said. “It would be hard to find him if you’re distressed.” “I’m sorry. I’m just worried about him.” “We all are.” Shadow took a deep breath. “Let me do my mojo.” It made me chuckle. “Go ahead, infant witch. Do your thing.” “Shut up, macho man.” She took a deep breath and shut her eyes. “Wow. I don’t hear anything other than insects and wind. I think your brother is a pathfinder.”

"The return of the Absolute. No more glitches. No more 'Red Blood.' No more love. Just the perfect, unchanging silence of the marble." "I'll kill you," I hissed, the violet spark in my chest expanding until my skin felt like it was made of lightning. "I'll tear that rusted heart out of your chest and feed it to the Nulls." "You could try," the First Shadow said, stepping closer. "Or, you could save him. And her. And the world you’ve spent so much energy trying to stitch together." He pointed his shadow-blade at the Golden Pixel flickering in my chest.

For a moment, the smoke cleared—and Maya saw its face. Her own face stared back. Not the Maya in a torn coat, but a Maya with eyes like empty stars, a crown of black glass on her head. “Who are you?” Maya whispered, out of breath. “I’m the part of the story you tried to erase,” the shadow said. Her voice was Maya’s, only colder, more perfect. “I’m the ‘No’ to your ‘Yes.’ I’m the hunger you tried to call love.” The shadow stepped closer. The black chains pulsed with a sick light.

She highly doubted he was sorry, she could have bet he did it on purpose. His face showed no signs of remorse. He looked very intimidating and the fact that he wore dark clothes and his long black jacket bellowed around him, his irises were black as the night and his hair unruly long did not help him much. He sat at the vacant chair and everybody rose to slightly bow at him, Isabella was a little slow as she was not formerly informed of what she had to do. Shadow slightly waved his hands and they all sat. His eyes trailed toward her and he grinned brightly, “Oh Louis, your little sister is here”, he reached for her hand from across the table, “What a pleasant surprise that you agreed to join

And whatever protection Lyra had built centuries ago was failing. Lyra took a slow breath. Then looked at Isabella. “There are things I haven’t told you.” Isabella laughed again. A little more genuinely this time. “That’s becoming a pattern.” Even Lyra smiled at that. Briefly. Then her expression grew serious. “The shadow isn’t a god.” The statement immediately caught my attention. The shadow’s smile vanished. Interesting. Lyra continued. “It wants people to think it is.” The shadow slammed against the door. The Heart shook.

Kai whispered. Ethan tried to stand his legs shook then he collapsed completely he passed out “kai…” he whispered then nothing “they’re there!” lights shined on them officers ran closer “don’t move!” kai slowly raised his hands tears fell down his face “I’m here,” he whispered to ethan the officers surrounded them one stepped forward then stopped confused he looked past kai into the trees a deep sound filled the air heavy not a machine not people something else branches broke slow loud coming closer the officers turned “What is that?” The ground felt like it was shaking closer closer kai held ethan tighter then someone stepped out of the darkness tall still watching not a soldier not one of

"Who said you could wear my mom's dress? You deserve to freeze to death!" I opened my eyes with effort and saw my son, Robin Torres, right in front of me. Suddenly, a huge snowball slammed into my body. The sharp pain knocked me off balance, and I collapsed straight into the snow. "No matter what you wear, a fake will always be a fake! Don't think you can replace my mom just because of what you're wearing!" Robin shouted while pelting me with more snowballs. Looking at the face that was so similar to mine made my heart ache as if it were being stabbed.