Madam Shadow Novels & Stories

They followed suit immediately, heading for the vehicles they all came with. ***** My mother would turn in her grave watching me right now. “It's cowardly to roughen up a lady, and a pretty one at that. They are so harmless, son." Her words echoed in my mind. Well, it's pretty obvious my pretty little Miss Distraction didn't answer the role call. She's the embodiment of danger lurking around the corner. I sipped from my glass of The Godfather scotch, one of my favourite drinks. As I emptied the content of the glass, absorbing its subtle sweetness and smoky undertones, enjoying the burning sensation it left in its wake down my throat, I pondered on what to do next.

Penelope’s breath caught as she took in the craftsmanship, her fingers itching to trace the delicate designs. “These will be your quarters,” Thanion said, reaching for the handles. But as he pushed the doors open, a sound cut through the air, freezing them both in place. Loud, unabashed moaning. Penelope’s face burned as her eyes darted to the source of the noise. There, sprawled naked across the bed, was a spectral woman. Her glowing form was striking, her hair a cascade of silver fire spilling over her shoulders. She lay wide-legged, her movements slow and deliberate as she pleasured herself.

Yet, Shadow One still did not return. “Mother, maybe something happened?” Amara asked after mustering all of her courage. Lydia’s face changed from its cool indifference to impatience. Then, it turned grim. It had been two whole hours since Shadow One had gone. Anyone could sense that something had gone wrong. “The Shadows are elites that father trained. They are even more powerful than the Williams family’s Blackguard. There’s no way Shadow One couldn’t handle Dustin,” Delia said in disbelief. The sisters were baffled.

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?

A voice sounds and my eyes locate the owner who gives me a smile. " Hi beautiful. I am shadow. I would Love to buy you a cup of coffee and get to know you more." He says, winking at me. " Back off asshole!" Mason snarls and the man bursts out laughing. One by one,they introduce themselves and I struggle to keep up with their mysterious names. It seems they identify themselves with their aliases. " Viper,a word in private please." An elderly lady requests standing at the end of the hallway. I didn't spot her when I arrived and that means she came later. She gives me a long hard stare which screams of annoyance before waltzing away.

She ran to her kitchen and got herself some water in the mug, and walked through her window leisurely, as in enjoying a cup of warm tea. She opened the curtains and looked around but found no one. She opened the window and stretched her arms, making it look completely normal, while she silently placed the small camera right outside her window, at its edge. She closed her curtains and immediately ran to her room and opened her laptop to see the movements around her window. Her gaze never moved from the screen, but found nothing suspicious. She couldn't understand, whether that message meant anything or not. When she spotted a shadow of someone near the tree. She tried to zoom in on the shadow

“And top of that team is your woman. They call her Shadow, for her methods of killing are dark and she never leaves a trace. She also never misses her target. If we have Shadow on our asses, then we would have cause for great alarm.“ Riordan devoured the information on her, so sparse it was infuriating. Reported to have no parents, no familial relations, nothing else known about her at all other than that she was Aremin’s favourite protege. It was like she was born killing. “Mira was not her target, I was.” Riordan replied and Fellin’s choked on the water he had been sipping. “No way! Are you saying that Shadow missed?!” He asked excitedly. “She didn’t.” He replied.

Something nags at my mind when I watch her in Beast form and it's been bugging me. Shadow Warriors are an alien race. We came to Earth after destroying our home planet with infighting. Our history texts have been passed down to each Shadow Warrior leader. I gained the books from my uncle. They chronicle the Shadow Warrior downfall on our home planet. My uncle worried about history repeating itself and forced me to read the texts early on. Even in my teens, I found them fascinating. I only skimmed through the texts on female Warriors because they hadn't existed in hundreds of years. Until Marinah. Her mother, Dinah, was a descendant of one of the female Warriors who came to Earth. Her secrets

I'm hoping to give it a more gothic theme rather than romantic. "I decided on making it a romantic fantasy," Nice, Christine. "It follows a teacher with a hidden desire lurking inside of her. She tries resisting, but her new home holds a monster that brings that desire out. And she realizes that her life may be a lie." "What's called, Christine?" I smiled at her question. "It's called The Shadow that Lurks Within," Jessica didn't say anything else, and we continued to look around in silence. John was holding five different onesies, all with different animals on them.

In Madam Si's chamber, Madam Si was not asleep till now. when she was on the balcony she saw a person's shadow in her husband's chamber. She gets jealous. Is that one of her husband's new lovers or new whore or new mistress. She angrily walks to her husband's chamber. The guard outside the Prime minister Xander Si chamber didn't allow her to go inside as Master Si had said no visitors.