I Heart You Too Shadow Novelas e Histórias

"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.

Heart racing, Vanadine sought the source of the growl, eventually picking out a shape in the gloom. The shadow of the citadel hid a great deal but enough light penetrated to allow him to see the creature that was stalking him. The syphia was one of the largest Vanadine had ever seen, roughly equivalent in height to a pony on Earth. Muscles rippled beneath its sleek, black and white fur and teeth peeled back from inch long fangs that would meet and cross in a scissoring action, rending flesh with ease. Eyes the colour of midnight skies regarded him with dispassionate hatred.

“You’re drooling, Little River.” He teases lightly, and I flush. “Sorry” I murmur, but before he can say anything, something moves beside him and moves towards me as if coming in for a hug. I scream and jump back, only to take a close look… What in the Dr. Facilier shit, is this? Is that his shadow casually coming my way? “I-uh-I…” “Back.” He says, and the shadow seems to deflate sadly and then retreat into his actual shadow.

’ I was slightly shocked to hear Shadow’s voice, but as usual her voice of reason within me with her calm and soothing voice washed my worries away and provided a solution to my problem. ‘You’re right Shade, thank you for that.’ I said gratefully, feeling much more at ease. Her melodious giggle rang in my mind which brought a smile to my face. ‘Silly girl, we are two halves of the same being. Just because I choose not to speak to you all the time doesn’t mean I’m not there. I trust you Allison and I trust that each and every decision you make for us is what is best for us.’ She assured me and words could not describe how elated I felt.

“Not the Carters, Bethany Carter. She called doom upon herself when she decided to be friends with the devil’s enemy and the friend of my Enemy is my enemy as well. It’s just sad that poor Nathaniel has to be dragged into this. That’s on his sister though, not me. Once I'm through with her, she’ll wish she never met me.” She said even more confidently. “I don’t know why you’re asking, but I don’t care you know. You can do whatever you please with that piece of information. Let me share something you might not know about me. Do you know I love to hear babies cry? Watching those tiny lips open widely gives me a lot of joy and It won’t be bad to have yours open that tiny mouth beside me, right?

But oh boy, was I in for a surprise. The room got all hyped up with the impending arrival of the Literature of Modern Europe professor. My breath caught up in my throat when the door cracked opened and he walked in—confident and charismatic. A wave of familiarity hit me like a rogue wave at the beach. Yep, it was him, and suddenly, my academic routine got a whole lot more interesting. ________________ Author's Note: Hello my dearest readers, Welcome to the enthralling world of Shadows in the Night: Secrets of the Howling Heart🌙✨

And the shadows seized my wrist, not hers pulling me back violently. She gasped in terror. “I didn’t do that! I didn’t” I struggled, shadows closing around my throat. Rory screamed, voice raw: “STOP! LET HIM GO!” But the shadows did not follow. They followed something new. Something rising inside her. Something not her. Not fully. And she whispered my biggest fear aloud: “What if the monster loves you too?” The shadows dragged me back, choking, as she stared in fear and a second voice whispered from her throat: “He is mine.”

“Okay, creepy shadow me, what’s this about? You gonna guilt-trip me or something?” The shadow tilted its head, its eyes glinting with malice. “You hide behind your jokes, but you know the truth, don’t you? You’re afraid. Afraid that when it matters, you’ll fail. That you’ll be nothing more than a coward.” Jamie’s bravado faltered, his grip on the skateboard tightening. “Shut up,” he said, his voice low. “You don’t know me.” The shadow stepped closer, its presence suffocating. “I am you. And you know I’m right.”

Shadow said for Maria to shake her head. "yes, but he still blindly believes she's alive. I want him to see the corps so he can feel what I felt shadow" Maria said sighing... "Then let's kill her and end this" Shadow said for Maria to smirk... “I want her to die so slowly not noticing her life is living her shadow. Killing her won't give me satisfaction because anytime I see her, I feel joy. After all, her medication is not working because of the portion that is being added to her tea." Maria said smiling before she went back to shadow and push him down,

"Focus. Stay rooted. Predict its next move." She adjusted her stance, her feet shifting to maintain her balance as the shadow loomed over her. Each clash of their blades sent vibrations up her arms, but she stood her ground, her strikes growing more confident with each passing moment. The shadow swung high, and Bella swiftly ducked, using the momentum to spin and strike at its side. Her blade connected, causing the shadow to stagger, its form flickering like a candle in the wind. A triumphant grin spread across my face as I couldn't help but exclaim, "Yes! That's it! Use its aggression against it!"