I Heart You Too Shadow Novels & Stories

Although my heart was on the verge of breaking, I knew refusing him was the right decision. "Please lower your voice. Do you have to draw everyone's attention to us?" He sounded rather displeased. I turned to look at the room, and to my dismay, everyone was staring at us, shock written on their faces. My sorrow turned into embarrassment, and I wished I could disappear right now. "I apologize; I forgot myself," I whispered. "As expected, you are as immature and unstable as I thought," he sneered, "I, Norton Tate, the alpha of Herman, happily accept your rejection." He specifically accented the word "happily."

Veyra’s skin glowed like polished steel. They were ready. And then he came. The Shadow. A figure in a black hoodie, standing at the edge of the circle, he stood there like a ghost. Morwen turned. “You’re late.” The Shadow didn’t move. Then he spoke. “I’m done.” My heart jumped immediately. That voice. It was familiar, very familiar but a bit too deep and Twisted. “I’ve played my part,” the Shadow said. “Dropped notes. Stole hair. fed you with all the information you needed and even threatened her.But she’s not breaking at all. Instead she’s hardening. And I’m tired of pretending to hate her.”

They belong to a beast. Fear hits me like a wave. But I don’t move. I force myself to stay—even as instinct screams for me to run. Shadow steps toward me, his massive form blotting out the sky. “This is me, Eve,” he growls, voice guttural and raw. “This… is what you really love.” I say nothing at first, trying to steady my breath. Despite the monstrous form, I still see it—that flicker in his eyes. Shadow is still in there, fighting.

“You’re a part of ME. Not the other way round.” “You’re delusional!” Her shadow snarled. Nozomi tightened her grip on her shadow's throat. “YOU wouldn’t exist without me, but I continue to exist without you!” “Of course, it works that way! Are you an idiot?! I’m a higher, BETTER, version of you! If you destroy me, you’d FOREVER stay the weak, insignificant, useless-“ Nozomi made a hammer and smashed through the shadow’s mouth. The shadow’s eyes widened in shock and fear, and it finally tried to break free.

Kai ran out next, his light already glowing as he grabbed his sister’s hand. “Sis… did the shadow take your voice?” The family poured out of the house behind him. Mom and Grandma cried as they hurried to Aria’s side, holding her hands, whispering love through tears. Ethan stood nearby, jaw tight, gun in hand, rage quiet but ready. Lila clung to Grandma, crying softly. Thorne stepped forward, his scarred face heavy as he felt it. “The shadow starts with the voice,” he said quietly. “A faint piece of the soul. It feeds slowly on love and pain.”

Shadow said to Shaid as she lay with her eyes closed. Shadow, turned to leave the room, his excitement at seeing Shawna and his boys making him walk a little faster. “Tell Shawna, I said hello and kissed the boys for me.” Shaid said, quietly. Shadow stopped in his tracks turning back to Shaid who was staring at him. “I could feel your excitement, I'm starting to recognize that you only feel that way when you're with her. Just like on the train, I felt how you felt, I felt….everything.” Shaid said, sadly. “Shaid, I can….” “Shadow please don't, I know you have feelings for her. She's the mother of your children, but I am your mate. I know your heart I know you would never abandoned her or your

“I know.” “You can tell me to stop.” Jamie looked at him. Really looked. The scar. The control. The restraint that felt like it was holding something dangerous in check. “I don’t want you to stop,” Jamie said, then winced. “I mean….” Adrian didn’t smile. He didn’t gloat. He just nodded, like that answer fit into something he’d already decided. “Good,” he said. Behind them, unseen but aware, La Corona Nera watched. And after midnight, Bar Della Luna closed its doors, keeping its secrets, for now.

Rae’s POV The bass hit so hard it pounded into my ribs. Laser lights flashed over the crowd, drowning everything in neon pinks and purples, like that made this place any less depressing. My mask itched against my face, the sequins digging into my skin. I smiled anyway. That’s what they paid for—the illusion. Nobody in this room cared if my rent was due or if my little sister needed money for her school expenses. They just wanted to see a pretty girl spin around and pretend she loved every second of it.

I lay there, trembling, tasting blood, my body aching, but it was my heart that felt shattered beyond repair. As darkness slowly pulled me under, one thought echoed in my mind: he chose her. I woke up in the hospital; no one was around, but the pain I felt had subsided. ‘How did I get here?’ I asked myself; just then a nurse walked in. “You are awake, Mrs. Adams." "The doctor said you should rest and you still need to recover. I will be right back." She said as she stepped out. As I sat on the bed, everything my sister said replayed in my head, and Cole’s betrayal