Live Action Shadow Novels & Stories

Black Card #0721 activated. A shadowed figure smiled. "Finally."

Such a fucking genius I was. She was curled up in the bed, her back to the wall, arms wrapped around herself like she was holding her own broken pieces together. She’d been through too much. More than anyone should. And though she smiled for Layla, and joked and laughed, I saw it—the way her smile dropped the moment she thought no one was looking. I leaned forward in my chair, watching her on the screen. She shifted in her sleep. And then— A shadow moved. My chest tightened. I stared harder, squinting my eyes at the shadow I saw on the little green screen. The door didn’t open. Nothing made a sound when they had come in.

It’s recognition. I feel it again. That presence. Watching me from the corner that shouldn’t be there. From the shadow that crawls just outside the edge of sense. You’re a return. Those words weren’t in my ears. They were in my bones. “Who are you?” I whisper. The shadows shift, and in the hush that follows, I don’t hear a voice—but I see something. A flicker of a memory. Not mine.

"Why not?" "Isn't it obvious? Lucian's the wildest of The Apex Four. He never shows up for training and misses out on hunting contests, and even the Valemont pack nearly gave up on him. The princess might like to break the rules, but she wouldn't go for a bad boy like him." ... Thorne overheard that, straightened his suit sleeves, and held his head high with pride. Griffin and Rafael did not seem to mind, just chilling and sipping their drinks.

Others formed rough battle lines, too stupid or proud to recognize death walking among them. "Form up!" their leader bellowed. A large man, scarred from countless small victories. "It's just one man! Take him!" They charged. The Shadow Knight moved through them like wind through wheat. His blade, an extension of will more than metal, carved reality as easily as flesh. Where it passed, men simply ceased. Not died—ceased. Their existence edited from the world's story.

he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “I'm going to kill you!” she growled, trying to claw at his face. “Not today, and I'd be careful on the threats, your best friend will be next if you decide to disobey me again,” he said pushing her away. “We're always watching, now that I know how to summon you, maybe I'll punish you, there for a while,” he said before disappearing. Abey looked down at her Grandfather. The Chief wandered close by. “This is a bad omen, you must leave. You are plagued by Shadows, scat, scat.” he hissed at her.

Inside lay a set of baby clothes that I had bought for my unborn child. Unfortunately, the child would never have the chance to wear them. The dirty soil and cake smeared the baby's clothes, while Chandler turned a blind eye to my mom’s desperate pleas. My mom’s frail body was curled in pain within that dark, narrow coffin. The driver, unable to bear it any longer, opened the coffin to let her out. When my mom saw the sunlight, her wide eyes registered shock, and tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. “Is that you, Mariah?

"What I mean is let me shower first so I would smell good and we could make love before leaving. She only nodded. He grinned and kissed her lips passionately. She waited in the living room while reading emails from Shadow—Sabrina's shadow although Sabrina doesn't have her memories, her plan still lives. Now she wonders, who is this shadow? How can he work like this? It took her a long time to think. So she tried to track his IP address but it's untraceable. Could it be Enzo?

“We need to get out of here. Now.” Before Sasha could respond, the black pools began to bubble and churn. Shapes began to rise from them—humanoid figures made of liquid shadow, their eyes glowing a piercing red. “Get behind me,” Alaric ordered, his sword glowing faintly as he stepped between them and the advancing figures. The shadow creatures moved with unnatural speed, their bodies twisting and contorting as they lunged toward the group. Alaric met the first wave head-on, his blade cutting through them like fire through ice.

It happened just as it did in my vision. “Are you really thinking you can get that amount for this?” one of the shadows asked. “It looks like it is about to drop dead at any minute.” He was leaning into the room like he wanted to see better, but didn’t want to taint himself with the horror of the room.