Lizzie Ldshadowlady Novels & Stories

She's dangerous. "She's the one that's helping Josiah. He knows that I'm here." I say. "Tessa. You're the only one that can stop her." Angelo says. "I don't understand. I can't fight that." I say. "Yeah. You can. But not right now." He says throwing a bottle of something at the shadows. When it smashed on the ground it released a pink mist that made the shadows retreat. "What was that stuff?" I asked. "I have friends that are witch's too." He says.

I wasn’t hearing Laura. I was staring at the woman in the corner. She was staring back. And she looked at me like I was a ghost. ⸻ Elena’s POV I hated this place. The cheap perfume, the fake laughter, the desperate smell of it all. But business was business. The deal wasn’t done yet, but soon this club would be mine. A neat little front. Money in, money out, no questions. Except the second I walked in, some idiot staffer had sneered, “Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for your routine at the VIP lounge?”

"I didn't expect Luna Adelaide to meddle so much." The Moon Goddess totem on her earlobe suddenly dimmed, a sign of her guilt. Adelaide's gaze cut like a blade. "I never knew there were such unfilial daughters in this world." The Shadowfang Pack's aura swept over Liz, forcing her recently grown wolf fur to flatten. "You!" Liz's pupils narrowed to bloodshot slits, her wolf tooth pendant burning hot. "How dare you slap such a grave accusation on me? Unless you've seen my unfilial acts."

The Moonridge envoys arrived with the morning mist, led by a woman whose resemblance to Selene was unmistakable—the same dark hair and sharp features, but with calculating coldness her daughter had never possessed. "Lady Vera," Rowan said formally. "Welcome to Silverpine territory." "Alpha Rowan." Lady Vera's gaze settled on Mira. "And the infamous Luna. You've caused quite a stir across the territories." Mira stepped forward with newly awakened authority, Kane's defeat still humming in her veins. "Your message spoke of urgent intelligence regarding threats to my safety."

“Did the little orphan fall down again?” Sierra didn’t speak. Didn’t breathe too loudly. She just watched the trio with lowered lashes. They stood above her like hungry crows: Elara – The Leader: Pale blonde, perfect lips, eyes like chipped quartz. Always smiling when it hurt most. Gloria – The Shadow: Lanky, wolf-eyed, knuckle bruises, laugh like shattered glass. Patricia – The Echo: Pretty brunette, fake pout, sharper tongue than blade. “Maybe she’s waiting for someone to help her,” the wolf-eyed girl said, crouching close enough for Sierra to smell her sour breath. “A prince, maybe?”

Fenric stepped past me to the edge of the ward line, towering over him, his power crackling in the air like frostbite and fire. “She belongs to no man,” Fenric said. “She belongs to herself. I am simply the wolf blessed enough to stand beside her.” Corvin’s hands curled into fists. “You can’t take her.” “I’m not taking her,” Fenric said. Then he smirked. “She chose me.” My heart pounded. I stepped fully into view, glowing with shadowfire. “I am the Shadow Luna,” I said, my voice carrying through the clearing. “I bow to no one.”

Lizzie growls, lifting her left hand to show the four rings; two engagement rings, two wedding bands. Ahhh shit. Holden gives me a worried look; mirroring mine no doubt. This could get us a lot of shit in the human world if it gets out. I can't blame Lizzie as right now, she's under the influence of her tightly wound wolf. "Right! Cos that's true!" Shania snorts, "two husbands! Bigamist much love?" "Couldn't care less. They're mine, so I suggest you back off. Love." Lizzie retorts, mocking her.