I'm The Shadow Man Novels & Stories

I love that he loves to cook. He carried me to the bed, propping me up with some pillows, handing me a book to read. It was one I had gotten out of the library we found yesterday. It was about the different kinds of shadows in the shadow realm. Shade is an official, apparently. Extremely strong, intelligent, and a direct descendent of the original shadow.

He doesn't pursue me anymore but takes good care of me despite feeling all of his promises of coming back whenever he is out for meetings. The shadow really dealt with us, and now there is no word about his identity. Since all of this happened, Cheese has been finding every possible means to know who Shadow Man is. But it seems like every push he makes drugs him back from the truth. There is no doubt that this is the circle of my life, and I had to adapt to it despite all the challenges I had to face.

He walked towards Louis and placed his palm at his back and gently nudged him towards the exit, “I also have a plan that will save the girl" “The girl?”, Louis asked with a look of incredulity, he marvelled at how powerful this man was. Shadow beamed with pride, “That’s why they call me DeathlShadowow, I’m always way ahead”, suddenly he stopped in his tracks, “My offer still stands”, he said with a look of seriousness, “I still want the girl”.

Just then, the Shadow Man sitting on the bed said, "You can defeat these people first. I'll battle you if you're powerful enough to go up against me." Wilbur stared coldly at the Shadow Man on the bed. "You're not a Shadow Man. At least, you didn't start out as one." "What do you mean by that?" "Shadow Men don't know how to speak the language of this world. You're not the Shadow Man, you're Stefan Shaw!"

“Oh come on, Z! Not that argument again. How many times should I tell you? You are not a human, okay? You’re a Shadow Wielder. You’ve been born here. That’s irrevocable!” Some of the tourists nearby stopped on their track, their eyes wide as though they’ve heard such a disgusting thing. “What?” he spat, his ears burning red. “I’m just telling the truth. Every one of us here is a Shadow Wielder. That’s what you call someone who can manipulate a shadow. Seriously, don’t you know all that?” Feeling the heat rushing up to her cheeks, Z said under her breathe, “Lower down your voice! You’re embarrassing me.”

I am what you could be," the shadow said. "What you should be. Unlimited. Unchained. Free." "Free to destroy everything I love." "Free to stop pretending you are something you are not." The shadow circled me. "You chain yourself with mercy. With compassion. With love. But those chains make you weak. Vulnerable." "They make me human." "You are not human." The shadow's smile was cruel. "You are Shadowborn.

Shadow? That is what Yuri called the man, does she know him? “Leta, do you know this man?” she sighs. “Sorry boss but no one knows or has seen shadow. Only Yuri knows his true identity, but he does everything we can’t do. He is Yuri’s go to guy and is very dangerous. Everyone fears him and with good reason. The man is a ghost.” Leta tells me and now more than ever I want to know who this man is. If he is everywhere Yuri is then killing him will be difficult.

Before anyone could talk, he brought out his gun and shot the four guards. Tory, Amanda, Laura and Charlotte looked at him with wide eyes. “What are you doing?” Tory asked. “Helping you”, he said. “Why are you helping us?” He sighed. “I can’t stand to see people suffer like this. All these years I’ve seen how you’ve all been treated and I hated it. I was also Ron’s victim before I was forced to join him. I’m a Shadow.” Their eyes went wide. “You are also a supernatural?” Laura asked.

“Because by the time I could… I wasn’t the same. And neither was the world I left.” Noa didn’t know what to believe. The face looked familiar like a ghost drawn in thicker lines. There were traces of childhood in the angles of his nose, the curve of his chin. But the man standing in front of him was a stranger. Tall, powerful, polished. Worn in the eyes. “Who are you really?” Noa whispered. The man paused. Then said, softly, “I’m the Shadow Boss they told you to fear.” The words hit like a punch to the chest.

The mysterious man curved his lips with his hand held out to Ann, "I said I know what happened to it." Ann ignored his hand: "Fine, what happened to it?" The man just sat there smiling at Ann with his hand held out. Ann sighed as she took his hand, watching him print a kiss on the back of her hand softly. "The name is Damon." The mysterious man grinned at Ann, "May I know your name?" "That's not important." Said Ann frustratedly, "So, Damon, could you help, or not?" Damon laughed, shaking his head: "The real question is, do you think you can get The Shadow out from your coven's tight watch?"