I'm Nobody's Shadow Novels & Stories

Everyone had their head bowed as he stood up to speak to them. His eyes burned with a cold fire, a reflection of the determination that fueled his every move. The time for subtlety had passed; now, the Shadow was ready to strike. "Gentlemen, today we stand on the precipice of change," Jared began, his voice resonating with a mix of authority and menace. "Our target is a man who believes he is untouchable. But we will show him the true meaning of fear. He thinks that he’s unseen, but the eyes of the Eagle catches all. He thinks that he’s in the darkness, but he has forgotten that’s where shadows live!”

It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed… Why? I am trying my best to move but I can’t. Why? Help! Help! I want to get out from here… soon I lost my hope… Unexpectedly, I saw someone swimming towards me giving me her hand and she is a girl… girl? I can’t see her face, I want to see her… who is she? It is so dark here; I want to see her but unfortunately… “Sam”, I heard someone is calling me, it sounds similar… I realized that,

He was shocked at the power of the shadow and yet he couldn't attack it via normal means, he managed to pull the pillow away from her face and heard her breathing hitch, as she managed to take in the air to sustain her lungs. The shadow then turned his ire towards Matthias, stabbing him in the chest with a poisoned knife. Matthias screamed in agony as the fire of the poison worked through his system, before falling to the ground next to Emma. As they both lay there dying from the venom in their system, the door burst open as Katana and Viktor entered with brutal force. Katana had faced such an evil shadow once before and knew exactly how to stop this evil with a silent magic spell. With each

he says, making sure to meet every pair of eyes on him. He is met with a silence that threatens to swallow the room whole. He waits for a response, looking around the room, before opening his laptop and typing in his password. "Right. You're all free to get back to work now," he tells us. "Smirnov, Sorenson, check on the autospy of our John Doe, and do your best to find his next of kin. Anderson, Deluca, you have a case," There's a murmur before the door opens and Ian Sorenson walks out, Anderson and Deluca following suit. Smirnov is the last to leave, looking hesitant and slightly conflicted as he does.

It’s against everything fate has tried to impose upon us. Dorian notices. The smile vanishes from his face, replaced by a flicker of surprise. For a second, uncertainty clouds his gaze—and that’s all I need to believe that maybe, just maybe, we have a chance. “You don’t know who you’re messing with,” Shadow whispers, his voice deeper, darker, like a lament, as if everything he’s endured has prepared him for this moment. He moves swiftly—faster than I expected—and confronts Dorian. The energy surrounding Shadow explodes in a burst of light and darkness that seems to fracture reality itself.

I mumbled, my head down, unable to look at him. He stood perfectly still, his tall frame casting a long, dark shadow across my disgrace. I felt his gaze on me, on the pitiful display of my seven-year secret. He didn't say a word. He didn't bend down to help. He just watched, a silent monument to my shame. Then, without a sound, he turned, got back into the ridiculous, fluffy white car, and drove away. The red taillights vanished into the swirling white curtain, leaving me alone in the freezing, silent emptiness.

“I will be” I hung up the phone feeling a bit better. The man in the shadows from my delusion still haunted my mind. I took some deep breaths, and I did my best to shove the thoughts away. I still heard his voice saying, “come home my dove.” Something kept nagging at me though ‘Why were they near grandmothers? What was drawing me back there?’ ‘Who was the sinister looking man

For every glance that turns your way, Is a reminder of my dismay. You shine so bright, you blind my eyes, And in your light, my spirit dies. I am the shadow, ever near, Invisible, yet always here. In the corners of your radiance, I languish in my impotence. For in your shadow, I remain, A silent echo, a muted strain. Yet still I walk, within this gloom, Hoping one day to assume A light that's wholly mine to keep, And from this shadow, I might leap. To stand apart, in my own right,

It was hard to even call him a man; he was entirely hairless, devoid of genitalia, and his face was a grotesque mix of human and wolf features—large eyes, high cheekbones, with skin pale and marred by jagged scars and fresh wounds. His sharp claws, once powerful, were now dull and broken, weakly thrashing against the chains. Upon our entrance, he ceased struggling and fixed us with a hateful glare. I instructed the guards to lower him to the ground before I stepped forward. "What's your name?" I asked. "We don't have names," he answered in a male voice. "From the day we became Shadows, we only have one name. We are collectively known as Shadow." "Were you involved in the killing of Norman's

🌬️ Oh but You will be🌬️ Her reply made Ayanna's eye darkened the more... "Who are you to tell me what I want... I am Ayanna Mahatma.. the only witch that see the really Truth,, The future... and the zeal to it..." 🌬️Like I said... I am your Past and Your Future... I am The SHADOW... The shadow Behind all this🌬️ "What!" 🌬️ My Name ... is SHADOW!🌬️ 🌬️You're only the present Ayanna and will never be the Future... I am your future Ayanna... And guess what... I died and I am here... trying to guide you through🌬️