In My Sister's Shadow Novels & Stories

But the Veil does. --- **Selene’s POV** The Shadow’s realm is a nightmare of shifting shadows and jagged light. The air is thick with the scent of decay, the ground uneven and slick beneath my feet. My glow flickers weakly, barely pushing back the darkness. “Silas!” I call, my voice trembling. The Shadow’s laughter echoes around me, cold and cruel. *“Your brother is mine, little light. And soon, you will be too.”* I clutch the shard in my hand, its surface warm against my palm. “You won’t win.”

Lora knew it was a sign that she should continue ‘We were a family of four and she was the only sister I had, how could I stay away from my young sister? One day I sneaked and went to visit her, we had a wonderful afternoon but I felt sad seeing her so frail and thin. She talked about the hours she was made to work and all the ill treatment she was receiving but in all that her spirit was elated because of the wonderful gift she was carrying. She asked me to come back again after two weeks, she wanted to show me a picture of you. Unfortunately when I got home my father had received a call from the home and I was punished severely and I could not go back to the home. I had no idea that, that

Inside of my head. I sigh. "I suppose Finn has earned it." My friends smile like the Cheshire Cat when I lift my arse from the chair, but the entire restaurant goes dark the second I stand. Candlelights flicker before finally blowing out, and when the lamps in the ceiling die, people scream in fright. An ominous atmosphere enters the room, and I swear a shadow creeper passes me. Shadow creepers are monsters my sister and father can control. What are they doing here? The room grows colder, and I panic once I hear Bianca crying from the other side of the table.

" I choked out, clutching the manuscript against my chest as I backed away until my spine hit the cold stone wall. ​Gabriel smiled—a slow, terrifying curve of his lips as he stepped into the dim beam of light. ​"I told you before, little bird," Gabriel whispered, reaching out to take the corner of the parchment from my trembling hands. "There is nowhere in this town where my shadow can not reach."

"Because the shadows are mine. And I’m coming for everything you think you’ve taken." I closed my eyes, the sound of the water dripping in the tunnels a steady, rhythmic promise of war. I wasn't an imposter. I wasn't a placeholder. I was Catrina De La Fonte. And the world was about to find out that the sister who stayed in the dirt is much harder to kill than the one who stayed in the light.

**END FLASHBACK** “My sister died before we made the first cut. She never got to hold her son.” Tears streamed down my face that I kept hidden by my arms as I related that night to my mate. “Shadow runs the underground market. As well as no man's land. Every borough fears him. He has humans under his control as well as rogues and other creatures. My sister said his hounds, I can only assume they are his pets. I have tried to stay off his radar for as long as possible… until this job. I have no idea why he wanted the crown, or what purpose it serves. All I know is he wanted it and hired Miko’s gang to get it. I’m the best at what I do, and Miko bribed me to do one last job, this job. If I had

Arabella's screams intensified as his razor-sharp claws mercilessly dug into her wrists, piercing her delicate skin. As Shadow leaned closer, his teeth grazing Arabella's cheek, a wave of nausea washed over me. Arabella was far from weak, but it was clear that she couldn't escape this situation on her own. "OH NO YOU DON'T! Get the fuck off her, Shadow!" My sister's voice rang out, and in that moment, I knew there was a chance. For a split second I thought I sensed fear in Shadow at the prospect of facing off against his sister. But that thought was quickly demolished when he sneered before biting into Arabella’s arm.

"I have searched everywhere for you ?" "Of course. But I didn't really have the opportunity to do anything without father's command." Scar and Alan broke apart to find Shadow staring back at them from his seat with an amused expression. "This mongrel is your brother? I should have known." Alan scowled at Shadow , showing just what he thought of the Shadow who'd left his sister within their territory this long ,but Scar was past that already, and she wanted Alan to be, too. In the subtlest way she could, Scar came up to Alan 's side and placed her hand on his shoulder.

It saw love as a chain to be broken. “My sister,” I said, my voice surprisingly steady in the suffocating dark. “Where is she?” The shadow-form smiled Lillian’s smile, and it was the most horrifying thing I had ever seen. “Close. She fights. It is… entertaining. But she tires. Her love for you is a candle in my storm. It will soon gutter and die.”

Not knowing that Amel had already seen this expression two years before their first meeting. “Or should I search for your beloved sister?” Their bodies jerked, and took a step back, giving the space for their lords and at the same time protecting themselves. Chayan sobered up instantly. Something clicked inside him. His brain played the memory on earth like a freaking broken movie. Cut into different pieces. The distorted eyes of Shadow became his center but there’s another reason for it. The real center of his was not only Shadow but also his sister. The most problematic criminal in the Underworld but the most wonderful sister to him. He swore to himself that to sacrifice for his sister.