Joel Ldshadowlady Romane & Geschichten

I shouldn't believe a word that comes out of their mouth. "Adrian is not a liar! You people are all monsters! You want to turn him into the monster? No, I wouldn't believe a word you say!" I shook my head vehemently as I yelled at them. Leo clapped his hand dramatically, then looked at me, "He's really gotten you good, hunh? Have you ever asked him to show you the tattoo he has as a member of the Shadows? All their members have it ..I guess no, he hasn't because he was never part of them. WE ARE THE SHADOWS." He yanked his shirt up and a huge black skull tattoo on the side of his ribcage was revealed. The others showed theirs too.

“Not there. Not ever.” But even as I said it, I knew my protest was just that—words. Symbols don’t mean much when a man like Marcelo decides to erase them. My eyes drifted to the broken shards of my phone. Pieces of glass sparkled under the dim light, like tiny stars scattered across the rug. My chest ached. That phone had been my lifeline—my way to wire money back to my mother, to Fae. To make sure they ate. To keep them alive while I played Elena’s shadow.

She was nervous but also excited. Will they like her? Will they welcome her with open arms? Only time will tell as they were moving toward the village that Caleb seemed to forget to her as their group consists of Caleb, Xavier, the one with brunette hair and grey eyes, Arthur who was black-headed and green eyes, and her to the secret village that was known as Shadow Pack.

Lola Aida had officially stopped selling her afternoon halo-halo due to the frequent, unpredictable downpours, leaving me with absolutely nothing to occupy my afternoons. I was completely alone in the quiet house, keeping my mind busy by watching videos on the brand-new F******k account I had recently created. The profile was practically empty, lacking any personal photos or information, serving essentially as a blank dump account. I ended up losing myself in the videos for three solid hours, and the exact moment my phone battery flashed a warning, I plugged it into the wall charger and headed into the bathroom to take a refreshing shower.

He planted his feet in the soaked earth, his voice a growl of defiance. “Then you’ll have to take her over my dead body.” The shadow lunged. The clash shook the fortress. Steel met darkness, sparks flying into the rain. Joel’s blade cut deep, but the shadow only scattered like smoke, reforming in the next heartbeat. It struck back with talons of night, tearing stone apart as Joel barely dodged. “Joel!” Elora screamed, crawling across the slick stone, her nails breaking against the ground. “You can’t fight it—it’s me! It’s a part of me!”

The child who had been hurt, The girl left behind, The one who screamed in the forest after Kael left her, The one no one saved. She knelt The shadow lifted its head, Gold eyes, Tears. “I’m tired,” it whispered. “You left me.” Liora reached out. “I didn’t know how to bring you with me.” The shadow flinched. “You forgot me.” Liora didn’t argue, She simply held her. And whispered, “Then let’s remember each other. Together.” The realm shuddered Mirrors cracked, The impostor shrieked “NO! She’s rejecting the gift!”

" When he heard that, Shane broke down. He clutched my hands with tears streaming down his face. "Lily, I'm so sorry, so very sorry... "I've let you down. I've let you and our little one down. I'm so sorry..." I inhaled sharply, holding back my own tears. I yanked my hands away. "You make me sick!" For covering up, among other charges, Shane got a ten-year stretch. Joanna, after her miscarriage, faced the music for her own misdeeds. After that day, our paths never crossed again. The Jackson Group was on the brink of collapse.

The Floor is a cloud of chaos, rumbling like thunder clouds beneath me. My eyes remain unfazed, lost, steadied in front of me, for I am far from present and the creatures that surround me. Not when all I see is her. The single shadow that stood upright was only a few feet in front of me. It is the shape of a woman, and it is not hard to tell who. —Shade. Shade's shadow stands before me, as the rest pool around us. It is merely a black figure, with no dimension, but it is HER shadow, I know.

"Breathe, Marinah." King talks me through the sudden rush of Kedorine 5, or K-5 as King calls it, that tries to shove itself into my veins. K-5 is the miracle that brings on the shift for Shadow Warriors and it's packed with other powerful hormones too. You can't catch it, it's not a disease, it's something you're born with, and I'm the lucky woman to be the first female Warrior in hundreds of years. "Inhale, exhale. Don't allow your beast to win. You say when she's in charge, not her."