I'm Batman I Live In The Shadows Novels & Stories

Jaden picked up the baseball bat close to him, as he approached the shadow. “Who are you? Reveal yourself!”

I was already out the door. Fine! He roared, that sent a chill of fear running down my spine. I wasn’t gonna let him, any of them, see my fear. Then I will go with you. He grumbled. NO THANK YOU! Like I said, I don’t want to be around any of you right now. I gritted at him standing toe to toe with him, of course I had to look up at him, but I didn’t care. I held my stare with him. He narrowed his eyes, I narrowed mine. Dammitt, why does he have to be so abso-freakn-lutley gorgeous? If I wasn’t so pissed, I might actually have some fun with this, but this wasn’t the time for that. Keeping his glare on me, Shadow! He called out. Shadow appeared outta nowhere. Yeah boss? Oh shit! Where the

All I wanted was to be alone so I could meditate on my nightmarish life. My heart’s palpitations suddenly vanished when I noticed the interior of the house like ripped from a magazine. The back door led me straight into the large, modern, and bright living room. The large windows through which the sunlight streamed in and caressed my still naked body gave me the impression that the room was three times the size of the living room at home.

The sad truth is I was too afraid to step outside my cozy little protected box. Now that I'm a Shadow Warrior, I'm making up for lost time or at least trying to. I still suffer self-doubt at very inopportune moments. With a shake of my head to quash thoughts of the old me, I open my sensitive ears to the sounds around us.

The plan worked, and in a gritty rooftop showdown, Alex finally came face-to-face with their relentless pursuer. The Shadow emerged from the darkness, their features hidden beneath a mask, their eyes burning with a deadly determination. "You have meddled in affairs that do not concern you," they hissed, their voice carrying an air of cold malice. "Prepare to meet your end." The battle that ensued was a dance of death, each move calculated and precise. Alex's martial prowess clashed with The Shadow's deadly agility, creating a lethal ballet of combat. The tension hung heavy in the air as blades clashed, and fists connected with bone-crushing force.

“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.

"This dealer...did he have ties to any gangs?" "I have no idea, man," he says, running a hand across his face. I nod. "Do you know what your brother could have been doing at Inwood Hill Park or close to it?" Brows drown together, he shakes his head. "He lived in Queens," "Did he know anyone in that part of the city?" "I don't know." He runs a hand through his hair. "He could've met new people in those six months," "Right," He looks to Sanchez. "Hey, are you okay? Can I get you an ice pack for your hand?"

Without reading the texts, Willow knew the content was insults and hate directed at her. She plopped the phone back into her phone and pulled her coat tighter around her shivering body, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. Such was her life, but thankfully, all would be over eleven days later.

Where was the real Xavier, the one that appeared in her room? "Anyway, allow me introduce myself properly", Xavier continued and straightened to his full height. He let out a warm smile at Layla and bowed slightly. "Xavier Birmingham. A descendant of the Ancient Shades. I'm a Shadow..." "Shadow warrior",Layla whispered along with him. It wasn't an illusion. This was real. The Xavier before her was actually the one that appeared to her, but this was only his younger self. And it made her confused her all the more.