Long Shadows David Baldacci Novels & Stories

It was Wade Rogers, my longtime nemesis, who suddenly appeared right beside me. Wade warned, "The foundation was barely off the ground when the scandal hit, and it hit hard. If you don't get a handle on this mess, we'll have to take it up with the authorities." No sooner had he finished than a bunch of students shot their hands up like they were on cue. "I'm a law student. We can offer Ms. Lewis legal help!" "We're tax majors. We say dig into the Jones Group's books. Check for any shady accounting!"

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

Dismayed Trish didn’t bother to reply her she reached to open the heavy door. Connie moved to help her and they both started laughing at how heavy the door was. Leading the way, Connie went inside and the heavy door closed behind Trish with a loud thud that made them jump as they found themselves in a short dark hallway. Holding hands they moved inside and the place was empty and dimly lit with the only light and low sound coming from the bar. They walked towards the light hoping to find someone but the counter was empty. ‘What do we do now, this place looks dead to me and as you can see Emma is not here.’ Trish whispered desperate to leave, the place was making her uncomfortable.

my mom asked in trembling voice. " What do you want from my daughter and why are you calling her your mistress?" dad asked in a deep voice. " Mr. Castello. Trust me I don't mean a single harm to your daughter instead I am here t help her out.I know you guys are scared but I can explain everything. My name is Colton and I am a shadow from the shadow dimension. The dimension whose queen is your daughter and our mistress Minerva." Colton announced and looked at me.

A variety of a dozen or so tents litter the small clearing. A small group is gathered around a fire, far off to our right, on the edge of the clearing, consisting of three Omegas Cody, David and Tony, and an Elder, Alazaer. The Omegas are each holding a glass beer bottle and seem to be taking turns trying to get Alazaer to laugh. However, each time, he just raises a thick gray eyebrow at them with a blank and unamused expression on his tan wrinkled face.

Goosebumps prickled my skin as I watched the flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows on the walls. Before we could fully comprehend the situation, a figure emerged from the shadows—a cloaked figure with piercing eyes that seemed to hold the weight of ancient secrets. The intruder's voice echoed through the room, sending shivers down my spine. "I am the Harbinger of Shadows," the figure declared, their voice laced with both authority and a touch of malevolence. "Your victory over the Shadow Lord was but the beginning. A new darkness is rising, and you shall play a crucial role in the battle to come."

“They….they tried to take everything. I managed to get away, but they’re still after me. His eyes narrowed, but like I wished, he didn’t ask any more questions. The taxi picked up speed, weaving through the traffic with a sense of urgency that matched the panic in my chest. I collapsed back into the seat, my body trembling, my heart still pounding in my chest. The street outside blurred into streaks of light as we sped away, and I forced myself to breathe, to think. How much does Caleb actually know? How powerful was he really? The thought gnawed at me, relentless. How much of this had he orchestrated? Even the police arrest had been a lie, a trap. But how deep did this go? Does Adrian know?

<★★★★ BLOODY SINNER'S★★★★> As Lucifer finished recounting the details to Mikhail, the weight of the revelations hung heavily in the air. Mikhail had been pacing the room, his fists clenched, his mind racing with the implications of what they had just uncovered. The Shadows had orchestrated so much pain and suffering, not only for him and Lucifer but for everyone connected to them. The thought that they might have been behind the deaths of his parents, framing April's father to cover their tracks, gnawed at him relentlessly.

Chandler's legs gave way, and he sank to the floor. He stared blankly at the blood-covered flesh on his hand, murmuring, “It’s really her, it’s really her… “How could this happen?” He asked as he gazed at Ben, his eyes bloodshot, panic and anger surging within him. With a wave of his arm, he sent everything nearby crashing to the ground. Then, he seized Ben’s collar. “Bring me all the data on A167!” His voice trembled as he sank into despair. “Wasn’t it said that the special drug was supposed to be effective?”

Valeborne’s clawed hand pierced through the ceiling, seizing a wavering alpha and crushing him to ash. “Swear now,” the god thundered, “or suffer.” Terrified, one by one, the wolves knelt before Lyra. Aiden gritted his teeth, his voice low. “We’re out of time.” Damon’s crimson eyes burned like coals. “Then we do this the hard way.” He unleashed a wave of shadow magic, sending half the hall sprawling. Aiden’s light clashed with Damon’s darkness, forming a brilliant vortex that engulfed the altar. The Crown of Shadows cracked, sending shards of midnight flying.