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But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.

She chuckled and Ivan rolled his eyes. She was still childish! """""""""""""""""""""""""«""""""""''''''''''''""'"'''''''"""""”""«""""""""""""" "Do you even know where Shadow land is?" Shailyn asked as she watched Skylar shoved clothes and other things into her bag pack, packing for the second time. Skylar send a wink towards her direction. "Which is why I have you"

I was worried that she would end up crashing through my walls. "Come in." I walked in and was greeted by the sight of Shade, leader of the shadow assassins. She was nothing short of a terror. She was feared by both great and small. There were rumors of her being the offspring of a demon and a werewolf. "Where have you been all day? I know I gave you the day off because you said you were exhausted. But, you didn't come to see me at all" Shade said, her brows furrowed.

he asked, his voice cautious yet intrigued. The figure chuckled, a hint of mischief in their tone. "I am someone who has been watching your journey closely, Aiden. I am known as the Shadow Master, and I specialize in uncovering hidden truths and exposing those who operate in the shadows." Grey's eyes narrowed. "Are you suggesting there are more secrets to uncover? More battles to fight?" The Shadow Master nodded, their voice filled with a sense of urgency. "Indeed, my young warriors. Lady Victoria was but one thread in a web of darkness that spans far and wide. Her downfall was only the beginning."

“The shadows have many faces, and some wear the skin of friends. You must be brave. You must be the fire that does not burn, but heals.” “Who will help me?” I gasped, feeling the weight of her words crushing me. “I’m alone.” “You are never alone.” A third figure stepped out from behind the Goddess. She was young, perhaps my age, with hair like spun silver and eyes that shifted from gold to violet. She wore armor made of moonlight, and a curved blade hung at her hip. She looked like a warrior from a fairy tale. “My name is Lyra,” the girl said, her voice sharp and clear. She stepped toward me, a fierce, protective smile on her lips. “I am your shadow. I am the blade that strikes from the dark

And she can’t possibly tell them that she is ‘Shadow. In the underworld, Shadow is well known for being able to obtain information that even an influential person cannot. She is able to provide information about a needle in a haystack and its exact position. Aurora herself is just amazed by how capable her friend is.

I look around the prop house, my eyes narrowing as I scan the shadows, trying to rack my brain for answers when my eyes land on a figure. Standing behind one of the heavy support pillars in the gallery above is a woman. She’s staring down at me, her silhouette dark against the dim lighting. She refuses to come out into the light, hovering in the gloom like a gargoyle. Lydia. I recognize the posture by the tilt of the head. She’s hiding. Probably terrified that I’ll go straight to Tobias and demand he scrub her from the credits completely. I don't move and just stare at her. I want her to know that I see her. I want her to know that being a shadow doesn't make her invisible to me.

"I'm kinda touchy with my tribe. Is that okay? Or would you prefer I not touch you?" I blinked rapidly as I processed her questions. After a moment, I nodded. "That would be fine. But not when I'm not expecting it. I wouldn't want to hurt you." She wrapped her arm around my shoulders, dragged me forward. "I can protect myself, but thanks for the warning." She cleared her throat. "My squad of queens, our newest member you might know by Eden Forester. But in some circles, she's known as Shadow." Nik pointed at Mags.