I Heart You Too Shadow Novels & Stories

Their team’s loyalty was a spark, their love a fire, but the city’s fragile peace deepened the stakes, a storm brewing. --- Rosa’s screens flashed, her voice tense, uncovering a message from the global network: *“The Shadow rises. Ports, banks, syndicates—ours. Castellano falls.”* The name “The Shadow” chilled them, a new leader stepping into Elena’s void. Kai’s jaw clenched, his mother’s betrayal and Elena’s vendetta echoing, his voice raw. “The Shadow? Another ghost after my bloodline.” Gianna’s hand squeezed his, her voice fierce, grounding. “We stopped Elena. We’ll crush them too.”

"My little brother was sick, and we were drowning in debt. Wade came to me with a deal. If I framed you, I'd get the cash to pay off our debts and get my brother the surgery he needed. "I wasn't thinking straight, and I just..." Her words trailed off, and I walked away without looking back. Sometimes, the people one felt sorry for had done things that made them hard to like. 'She's reaping what she sowed', I thought to myself.

It felt cold and heavy like it knew it was about to change my life as I knew it. I paused again. “ I have not agreed.” I almost whispered. “But you will.” He responded and I hated how right he was. I was trapped and I didn't have any other option. My name stared back at me as I tried to think. I dropped the pen. No. There has to be another way. ZANDER. I watched her as she weighed her options. She hesitated for a bit. She looked like she was about to sign and she dropped the pen. I groaned internally. What's wrong with her?

They only wrapped my foot up in some old rags and called it a day. That kind of pain had stuck with me, but they seemed to have forgotten all about it. I looked up, meeting the eyes of the crowd. "The person in those photos had all ten toes. It was clearly not me." Nelson backed me up, saying, "Jennifer had a tattoo with my name on her lower back when we were together. She was scared it'd give her away, and told me to keep those photos hidden. "I still have some shots of that tattoo, and it's proof that it's Jennifer in those pictures.

Thank you for reeding <3 This book was first part of trilogy. Next part will be named "Shadows of Heart : Blood Pact". Introduction : The world teeters on the edge of chaos in the wake of the battle at Caelum's bastion. Zoe emerged from the ashes with scars that run deep - losses that haunt her and secrets that threaten to unravel her. The dark sorcerer may be defeated, but his twisted legacy lives on, spreading discord across the realms.

My mom converted the recorded message into a file and sent it to Chandler. He eagerly opened the file containing the audio. Inside, my cold voice began to play slowly: [I hate you, Chandler. In this life and the next, we will never meet again.] Chandler’s phone slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground with a loud crash. He closed his eyes in despair, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Mariah…” he whispered hoarsely. “I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.” I thought he would never listen to that recording again but who would have guessed that for many years after, he would continuously replay it?

Dismayed Trish didn’t bother to reply her she reached to open the heavy door. Connie moved to help her and they both started laughing at how heavy the door was. Leading the way, Connie went inside and the heavy door closed behind Trish with a loud thud that made them jump as they found themselves in a short dark hallway. Holding hands they moved inside and the place was empty and dimly lit with the only light and low sound coming from the bar. They walked towards the light hoping to find someone but the counter was empty. ‘What do we do now, this place looks dead to me and as you can see Emma is not here.’ Trish whispered desperate to leave, the place was making her uncomfortable.

Her eyes widened in fear yet she gutted back to step ahead towards the invader in order to start fighting off. "WHO ARE YOU, HOW DID YOU GET INSIDE?" She shouted at him while approaching. But the shadow in a spilt second avoided her contact to get away from her as that was when Sylendra opened her mouth to shout for help as an immediate alarm before the invader could have run away and escape. She intended to call the security but just in a matter of seconds a big hand covered her mouth blocking her intentions before she could have made any sound, her eyes doubled the size immediately at the audacity of the invader.

For a woman in love, nothing is more heart-wrenching than living in the shadow of your mate’s lost love. He remained silent for a long while, shifting his gaze at the moon. His silence confirmed my assumption, and my nose tingled as tears began streaming uncontrollably. A relentless storm of anguish enveloped my heart. In my eighteen years of life, it was the first time I felt such intense pain. It's a pain that permeates every fiber of my being, an ache that seems to have no end. The pleasure from his gentle touch still lingered on my fingertips, refusing to dissipate. I understood that was our first and last touch.

I’m not anyone, I’m Aaliyah, assassin of the Italian mafia known as Shadow of death. There is no stopping me when I start. Every single last target had to die was my motto. If you didn’t plan to die any time soon then don’t approach me. But I had to restrain myself from killing the last one because I knew Dominic probably wanted to question him so I only knocked him out. I was back to normal and I turned my attention back to the people who were standing a few feet away from all of this that had just happened.