Izzy Shadowhunters Novels & Stories

Jasmine replied with a tilted head as she noticed the surprise in Clara's eyes. "Of course, no one has ever looked into his eyes.... You even complimented it," Clara replied. "Why has no one ever looked into his eyes?" "Because it makes people feel weird." "Weird? How? He was pretty normal to me." "You are joking?" Clara asked, her brows furrowing as she took in Jasmine's clueless appearance. Letting out a sigh, she patted Jasmine on the back. "You are also weird." "I mean, he's known around this part of the country for his eyes, you know? Raymond Silver, the only survivor of the Silver fur Pack from the massacre two decades ago. I heard he was only three when the massacre happened," Clara b

Ace murmured. There were four coffins lying on the walls, open coffins with mummies. "What now?" I asked Ace. "I don't know, this is your thing." "True, I'll ask Darcy." "Who's Darcy again?" "Shadow spirit," I answered, walking down the seventeen black stairs. There were black candles at each side of the stairs, candles with purple wax. ‹Darcy, how do I stop the dead from coming back to life?› I asked telepathically.

“How are you, Jo?” Zane arrived with much of the rest of the team. The battle was all but over. There were a few Vampires and Assassins hiding in some of the rooms in the cave, but Lucas and his Souled Vampires were handling that as the LIGHTS team members gathered in the cavern where Aaron was still lying on the floor, but at least the blood was hidden now beneath a sheet that Lucy had brought in with her from one of the bedrooms when she’d come a few minutes before Zane made his way in. Cassidy’s best friend, like the others, had tears streaking her face. Everyone was in a state of shock.

Halfway through the incantations, Amy paused to turn to us with a promising smile. “It’s working!” she whispered. The faintest echo of a cry startled the Haunters. It’d surely been Cristine when Lizzie translated Amy’s words. “Can anybody help me see?” I whispered. “Give me your hand,” Edward replied. I reached out and gasped the moment his cold touch wrapped around my hand. Right before Amy, a spot of light gray mist floated midair, and it was expanding rapidly. Only a few minutes later, while Amy kept reading under her breath, it was a clear white circle. Trisha leaned forward to ask me what I was seeing and I tried to reply as shortly as I could, unable to look away.

Katie asked wide eyed. "Yeah." Chloe nodded. "Well I saw five of them. They all looked scary and dangerous." "I heard some of the guards talking the other day," another girl called Penny spoke up. "Apparently they have a vampire with them." "I didn't sense one." Chloe replied, frowning softly. "I know I was drunk but they were definitely shifters and high ranking ones as well." "And what about you? Did the Alpha do anything to you?" Katie asked, her voice thick with worry.

“Child of cursed blood… we come for you. You cannot hide from us. You belong to the dark.” Zaya clutched her head, falling to her knees with a strangled cry. Eli grabbed her arm, shaking her. “Zaya! What’s happening?!” The voice hissed louder. “Give yourself to us and the slaughter ends. Resist, and everyone you love dies screaming.” Her eyes flew open, glowing faintly with a silvery light she couldn’t control. The Shadowborn froze mid-attack, their crimson eyes fixating on her as though she were their beacon.

Monsters shaped from nightmares, creatures from the forge—Nyx Wraiths slithering in the dark, Hellhounds howling through scorched wind, Revenants dragging rusted swords, and towering beasts I didn’t yet have a name for. And among them— Zerathos. Cloaked in smoke and tendrils of pure shadow, he stepped forward like a king returning to his throne. My stomach twisted. The bond between us—this unwanted, lingering tether—buzzed faintly. My light pulsed in rejection, Aria hissing in warning. “He’s calling to me,” I whispered. Xander’s hand gripped mine, firm. “Then don’t answer.” I steadied myself, placing my other hand on his chest. “We end this. Today.”

Thank you for reeding <3 This book was first part of trilogy. Next part will be named "Shadows of Heart : Blood Pact". Introduction : The world teeters on the edge of chaos in the wake of the battle at Caelum's bastion. Zoe emerged from the ashes with scars that run deep - losses that haunt her and secrets that threaten to unravel her. The dark sorcerer may be defeated, but his twisted legacy lives on, spreading discord across the realms.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I’m not anyone, I’m Aaliyah, assassin of the Italian mafia known as Shadow of death. There is no stopping me when I start. Every single last target had to die was my motto. If you didn’t plan to die any time soon then don’t approach me. But I had to restrain myself from killing the last one because I knew Dominic probably wanted to question him so I only knocked him out. I was back to normal and I turned my attention back to the people who were standing a few feet away from all of this that had just happened.