Joel Ldshadowlady Novels & Stories

she said, voice shaking, "today's look is called possessed by conceptual darkness, but make it family trauma." The comments went insane. The shadow shrieked. Olivia understood and joined instantly, amplifying not dignity, not purity, but Haley's raw, ridiculous self-recognition. Aaliyah routed the livestream through every low-priority entertainment network she could hijack. Ben bought ad placement in six dimensions. Katherine aimed the rest-field emitter at Haley's shadow. "Jack," she said. He stepped forward. The shadow snarled. "If you tear me out, you damage her."

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.

Unleash your inner fire, and let it fuel your every move! Elara: (Her voice calming yet unwavering) Remember, our bond is our strength. Channel that strength now, and let it guide every step you take. Shadow Commander: (Sarcastically) Oh, how touching. A group of mere mortals thinking they can stand against the might of the shadows.

Ava's words stayed on my mind, and I knew my bed would soon be empty. "Olivja, please," Jack said as he followed me into the bedroom. "What do you want, Jack?" I asked him, and he looked down with no response. "The feeling was overwhelming," he said, and I laughed. "You'd better head to Shadow and complete what you began, Jack. Don't expect my consent, as it will never come. I'll never say it's alright just to ease your conscience. The truth is, it's not alright! It's painful! It feels like a betrayal, and I can't recover from it. So, don't waste time hoping I'll have a change of heart because I won't. I'm the one who loses in this. Not you, not her, not the damn pack members, just me. Me an

Elena placed everything out for me and I started to clean myself from head to toe, getting rid of the bloody smell. Turning off the shower I wrapped a towel around my body and head. Wiping away the steam that covered the mirror I started on my hair, slicking it back into a high ponytail. Walking out of the bathroom I stopped in front of the bed and just stared at the duffel bag. The reason why I stopped was because I wanted to give all my attention to Neveah and keep her away from that world, keep her safe but I had to bring the Shadow of Death back if it meant keeping my baby safe and taking down those who wanted to hurt her and if I didn’t want something to happen again.

He finally regained consciousness, dropping to the ground as he braced himself with one hand, his fingers digging into the earth. “What just happened?” Joel asked, looking at me in utter confusion, as if he hadn’t just performed an act that left me equally bewildered. “You referred to me as the Luna of Light, and you kept bowing, telling me I was ready to face Morgathis.” “That was the power of the elves—a vision. It is something we rarely remember afterward,” Joel confessed. He stood and walked toward me, the sounds of soldiers preparing for battle echoing around us. “You are ready to face Morgathis. And remember, tomorrow, you must show her no mercy,” he said, his gaze fixed intensely on m

“I rejected you. I called you a curse and a scentless mutt. I allowed this pack to treat you like a pariah because I was too afraid of the power you carry. For every word of mockery you endured, and for every moment of pain I caused you… I publicly apologize.” A collective gasp went through the crowd. An Alpha apologizing to a rejected mate was unheard of. It was a total surrender of pride. “But I will do more than apologize,” I continued, turning back to the pack. “From this moment on, the Shadow bloodline is no longer a curse in this territory. It is a blessing. Elara is the Shadow Luna of the Eclipse pack. Her Blood Moon ceremony will be held soon to seal her rightful place.” I looked out

“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.