Lord Shadow Novels & Stories

He looked torn between doing the right thing and craving her bite. “Ah-ta-ta.” Liora tisked, “You will do no such thing. I am shadow now and I am also your Luna. There is nowhere you could go that I couldn’t find you. If you don’t serve me, I’ll find someone else to eat. Your choice, Shadow Lord.” Liora smirked as his shoulders hunched in resignation. Satisfied that she didn’t have to use the Voice this time around, she straddled his lap. “Good boy.” He shuddered, gripping her waist tightly as she moved his hair out of the way.

I ask, suddenly curious on whether he was present during that time or not. He nods, with a small smile. " You can say something like that. I was just two years old then. The leaders of all the realms, alongside the gods fought Nythros and his army in the great war. They successfully sealed him in an abyss in the wastelands, using a piece of magic from the rulers of the three magic realms. But a prophecy foretold of a hybrid bonding with three mates, one from each realm. Together they shall form a bond that weakens the seal of the abyss, freeing the evil that once terrorized the realm. That, Little Trouble, is the Shadow Eclipse curse “

The mutant sways and stumbles and then falls like a building crumbling to the ground. I look up, and everything is spinning. My father is kneeling. Liosha! he yells, crawling to me. “I’m okay…” I say weakly. “We did it…” Except I’m wrong. Because out of the shadows, someone appears. At first, I think it's another alpha.. It’s Carlos. Something is wrong. It almost feels like dread. He’s surrounded by darkness, as if he's carrying hundreds of souls. Black blood is dripping from his hands, and his eyes are red, not gold.

​A cold shiver ran down my spine. ​Engraved directly into the inner rim of the brass key's oval bow was the exact same emblem: a three-pointed dagger wrapped in thorned vines, encircling an inverted crescent moon. ​My hands shook as I looked back and forth between Leo’s charcoal tracing and the brass key. ​The connection was undeniable. My father, Lord Julian, and the hidden mechanics of this ancient manor were linked by a shared secret—a secret that neither Gabriel nor Victor seemed to fully control.

Lidon was also an important figure to the clan so of course he had to stray away for deadly battles and he was more effective in working behind the scenes with the guidance of the shadows. He could go on and on and on. The only thing that will make him stop is when the rest of the legion will run away. He certainly can’t finish all of them. He would need the chief for that. And Lidon knew that he wasn’t a deity that had unlimited stamina. He was a human of course he would get tired a few minutes from now but atleast, it will set an image to the others that despite his timid looks, he was actually a very dangerous guy, far more dangerous than those guerillas who thought that being big like a

The music felt like needles crawling under my skin. "It’s no use, Lyra," Marcus said, pulling the flute away for a moment to sneer. "The Valerius bloodline was built on obedience. I am the True Alpha of the Shadow Legion. He is just my puppet." Jax roared and tried to charge Marcus, but Zade flicked his wrist. A wave of solid darkness hit Jax in the chest, throwing the big man thirty feet into the bushes. Leo scrambled toward me, his face pale. "Lyra, we have to run!" Leo shouted.

Elara’s silver light spiraled through the air, coiling around the dragon king, merging with his fire, creating a cyclone of molten gold and shimmering silver that struck Malakar directly. The shadow lord screamed as the combined force of dragon and healer struck him. His magic fractured, the beasts and shadows he commanded collapsing into ash. Malakar’s body twisted in fury and fear as the final wave of energy engulfed him. With a deafening roar, Verath released the full extent of his dragon power, molten flames consuming the darkness, until nothing remained but silence and smoke.

There's something about the statue that's terrifying, yet at the same time, it seems to be calling to me, drawing me towards it. I feel a strange pull towards the statue, as if it were a magnet and I were the metal. I can't resist it. I walk towards the statue, my steps heavy and deliberate. As I draw closer, I hear a voice behind me. "This is Lord Umbra.” I glance over my shoulder and find a familiar figure among the cloaked silhouettes. Dad. He steps out of the crowd, wearing a green cloak and says. "He is the one who has given you the role of becoming the leader of the shadow wolves."

Fight the darkness🌬️ Ayanna's laughter mocked Shadow. "I am the darkness. And Louis Is Mine." 🌬️ I see... You're truly the Darkness... You have finally lost your soul.. if only you listened to me... Hope when you recover you won't regret you action.. cos I will be off no help to you... I'm just as powerless As your other Daughter.. Almandra 🌬️. Shadow cold voice whispered with a pained smile before she disappeared from their presence... The mirror's surface rippled once more, revealing Sapphire's reflection.

Kydence said. “Are you sure?” Lily asked. “Of course, it’s still a Shadow tradition, a Luna is the female version of an Alpha, so it’s perfect.” Kydence smiled. “Okay then, let’s get this party started.” Sofia said hugging Kydence and doing a little happy dance. “This is going to be the best day of our lives, you, me and Kolby are the luckiest she-wolves in the world to have been gifted them as our mates.”