Long Shadows An Amos Decker Novel 7 Novels & Stories

Enzo is just happy to have all his ‘brothers’ The night air was sharp with sea salt and memory, Enzo stood at the edge of the pier, hands in his coat pockets, watching the shadows dance across the warehouse district. The same docks where shipments once moved in silence under the veil of moonlight. Where loyalty was currency and betrayal cost blood. He hadn’t set foot here in years—not since he chose a different path. A better one.

Chapter 21: Into the Shadows AMARA, The cold air wrapped around me like a shroud as I stood frozen, the echo of the flatline still ringing in my ears. My mother’s death—it was as if the world itself had taken a breath and held it, waiting for the next tragedy to unfold. Her lifeless body lay in the sterile white room, the machines silent now, their once steady beeps fading into an eternal void. I could still feel her presence, though—an absence so profound that it gnawed at the very core of my being. But there was no time to mourn. Not now. Not when the shadows were creeping closer.

But as I look at the faces of everyone I love, I can't help wondering: which one of them will betray us? And what will The Great Reckoning cost before we survive it? --- That night, in our quarters, Amos holds me close. "We were supposed to have peace," I whisper. "Just for a little while." "We will. Starting now." He kisses my forehead. "Tonight, we forget about Shadow Councils and betrayals and reckonings. Tonight is just about us. Our love. Our future." "Promise?" "Promise." We hold each other in the darkness, and despite the threats looming, I feel safe. Because whatever comes next, we'll face it together.

The mere thought of battling her own twin, one who was consumed by darkness, filled her with a mix of sadness and determination. "I won't let darkness consume you, Amara," Amelia declared, her voice resolute. "There's still good within you, and I will fight for it." Amara laughed, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Amelia's spine. "Good? There is no such thing. Darkness is all there is, and it is my power. You will understand soon enough." With a wave of her hand, Amara unleashed a torrent of shadows, encompassing the area. The light from Amelia's celestial form dimmed, struggling against the overwhelming darkness. Drake and Fenrir growled, ready to protect Amelia at all costs.

This looks like it would fit Closing the wardrobe I start walking back to the door but then I notice a bookshelf behind the door. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I just took a sneak peek of what he likes to read well used to read Hearing the alarm ring in the other room I step away from the bookshelf and run to the bedroom Turning off the alarm I start playing music and I start getting ready to take a shower Shadow POV: Parking my car I rush into Amari and I's old home. Seeing Daniel at the end of the stairs I shake my head disappointedly

he said. "Yes," Dravon said. Outside the window the settlement was alive and loud and building itself into something new under a sky that didn't know what was coming for it. Inside the room two people who had already survived one war stood in the morning light and decided, without drama and without ceremony, that they were going to be ready for the next one. They went to find Elaryn. END OF BOOK ONE Aldric & Dravon will return.

One more lie had been erased. He walked to the back of Marcus’s SUV and used a finger to write in the layer of canyon dust on the rear window: SILENCE. He then took the laminated card—the same design as the one left for Julian—and placed it in Marcus’s lifeless hand. The silk has been cut. The Shadow’s Return Silas climbed back up the ridge, disappearing into the scrub brush as the first hints of a cold, grey dawn began to bleed over the horizon. He moved with the same deliberate, unhurried pace.

I was late—dinner had started, and I’d planned it that way, hoping to slip in unnoticed. The oak doors swung open, a servant nodding as I strode past, my tailored suit feeling like armor. I didn’t return the greeting, my mood too dark, my mind still tangled with Lila’s scent, her screams. The dining room’s chandelier cast a warm glow, but the air was thick with tension.

Shadows of Betrayal ••• The forest had fallen into an uneasy calm. Dawn’s first light struggled through the dense canopy, casting muted streaks of amber and gray across the twisted roots and moss-laden ground. Aella’s fingers trailed along the Heartwood as she moved, feeling its subtle pulse beneath her palms, like a living heartbeat echoing her own. The northern ridge had been secured, but whispers of danger threaded through the forest, cold and persistent.

*** THE NIGHTSHADE PACK. AUTHOR'S POV. The faint light from the dying embers barely pierced the darkness of the room, leaving the stone walls draped in shadows that seemed to shift and coil like living things. At the center of the chamber, a man stood, tall and imposing, his back turned to the figure kneeling at his feet.