Kissed By Shadows Novels & Stories

She feels heaviness and high tension as the evil comes closer and closer to her. She's terrified and felt uneasy but manages to stand up confidently. “I fear no evil...” The evil of shadows laughed insanely. “Then why you are trembling?” The evil moved closer to her, he turns around as he scans every inch of her body. “I can't feel danger, darkness, and evil in you.” Falla took off her spell and hugged the darkness itself. “Come closer my friend, the more darkness I consume the powerful I get,” she said. Falla fell into darkness, she's screaming but there's no sound came out of her pinkish, perfect heart-shaped lips. She is still asleep, she knows that. The back portion of her body felt comf

I stare at my reflection in the full size mirror and I didn't recognize the girl in front of me. I stare at the girl in the mirror for a very long time. There was no longer life in her. She's lost in misery. I didn't like what I saw so I grabbed the vase and throw it against the mirror and the glasses scattered on the floor. I walked on the glass and I didn't care that it was cutting my feet. Blood oozed on the carpet and I grab a big shard of glass and started cutting my wrist. It was satisfying and I didn't care and didn't know why. I watched as blood oozed down my hands. I felt light headed and everything else went dark after cutting my wrists and arms several times. I could hear voices c

An image of a woman with unnervingly dark, knowing eyes and a cruel, painted smile appeared on the screen. She swiped to the next file. "Whisper-in-Shadow. A Fae assassin who can literally parasitize a target's shadow, becoming one with it. The entry says not even a Prime Alpha's senses can detect him until the moment of the killing blow." The corresponding image was a swirling vortex of darkness, vaguely humanoid, a shape that seemed to hurt the eyes to look at.

I don't know how they managed it, I don't know if their claims are correct, but somehow they seem to have gotten some members of the Shadow Fang, some insiders, to work with them so that we could tear it apart from the inside out and launch brutal attacks that would actually affect it to its core. And I thought everyone among them would be brave-hearted and unwavering, I think to myself, smiling a little as I think about it. I don't really know if I should be happy that Kira's home is just about to be destroyed if everything goes well, but I do feel happy. Maybe then I could rescue Kira out of it myself, and we could live a life happily ever after. The end? Yeah, right. I already know that t

Shadows began appearing along the horizon, and the whispers increased. The smell of fresh flowers but none within sight, only grass. I followed the smell to an old oak tree. The bark was tough and rough as I held my hand against the trunk. It creaked and groaned as a door appeared in front of me in the trunk. Stepping through brought me home. But it didn't feel like home. It was cold, empty, with grayness overcast through it. Breath was visible in front of me as I took deep breaths. All light and love had sucked out of it. This time I heard his voice. Damian!

he asks, his tone lower, more intense, yet tinged with curiosity. Shadow pauses for a second, but I feel it. This is the moment. Without a word, I move closer to him. Silently, our hands intertwine, and regardless of the danger, without thinking, I kiss him. A deep, desperate kiss that transcends fear, fury, and everything we’ve faced. A kiss that claims each other—reminding us what we’re willing to lose and what we’re determined to win. The kiss is everything. It is passion, it is pain, it is the promise that nothing—not even Dorian—can tear us apart. I feel Shadow tremble, his body relaxing in my embrace as if the weight of the world has vanished in that instant.

“I want you, Shadow.” “No, I can’t. I don’t love you.” “Shhh…” Amino leaned closer. “Let me taste you, babe.” Amino planted a nonsexual kiss at first, clenching his fists on the blanket. Shadow had frozen, flabbergasted. Her mind was malfunctioning. The face of the old lover and the new lover started to replay inside her mind like a broken movie. One had the same face as Amino while the other was patiently waiting for her to open her heart for far too long.

Proserpina brings a hand up to one of her gloves and tugs it off in a slow, very deliberate manner that feels more like a threat as the cloth falls to the table with a barely audible thud, her gaze never leaving his as her pale hand marked with what he thinks is supposed to be a spider lily on the back suddenly reaches for his face, deceptively caressing his cheek in a gentle manner, never mind the way he stiffens at the icy feeling of her skin or the way her nails feel like they were carving in on him. Black eyes that made Nick think of what the void would have looked like stared down at him, looking like they can see past him, through him and was now judging all that he is, all that he was

His kisses were hungry, as though he had been holding back for far too long. His hands cupped my face and the way he kept kissing me,I was literally melting like water. My hands found their way to his chest.I tugged at the fabric of his shirt.His scent was like a mix of pine and something uniquely him. It filled my senses, making my head spin. I could taste the faint hint of mint on his tongue, and it only made me crave him more.

Then everything went black as I was shrouded in the shadows of goodbye to all that I had ever known. After what must have been hours later, I awoke in an unfamiliar place. Fog surrounds me as hooded figures chant in a strange language. I try to move but I can't because my arms and legs are tied to a boulder with weird cravings in it. I try to scream but my voice comes out as a mere whisper. Shadows dance on the walls of this desolate cave before the ground begins to shake. The hooded figures fall to their knees and keep their eyes on the trembling ground.