Madam Shadow Novels & Stories

She rolled her eyes. “The Moon Goddess?! Yeah sure.” Shadow scoffed. “If you ARE the Moon Goddess, prove it.” Shadow demanded. Selene glared at Shadow and huffed. “Shadow and Jennifer Collins. How are your pups?” she asked. “How are Spyder and Spencer? Isn’t their mate expecting along with her cousin?” Shadow glared and Jen released a low growl. “How do you know our names? And how do you know about all our pups?” Jen snarled. Shadow had his arm around his mate’s waist. It wasn’t to protect her from Selene but more to keep her from pouncing on Selene.

We needed to get there, and we needed to get there fast. “Moon Shadow.” I knew of the pack, but we had never had many dealings with them, in part because of their distance from us. “You are sure she is there?” “Yes.” “How?” Landon gave me a small smirk. “Let’s just say my sources are better than yours.” I decided to let that insult go for now. I looked at my father. “Who is the alpha at Moon Shadow?” “Alpha Aiden. But he is young.” “It was his father who… raped… my Grace,” Landon explained.

"But how?" Eden shrugged, looked apologetic. "Training?" I chuckled. My girl was many things. Being confident just as a woman, wasn't really in her repertoire. Mags smiled. "I've only heard urban legends about the hit man Shadow." Her face screwed up. "I should have known it was a woman. No man could do all that and not try to blast his face and name all over kingdom come." "Hey now," I complained. Mags waved me aside as if I hadn't spoken. "Splayed heart is your signature."

, She folds her arms and raises her eyebrows with an evil smile Max and I exchange looks in confusion. We take a deep sigh and followed her, knowing nothing. She ordered a bucket of icy water. She grabs the bucket and started walking out of the cafe near the left table next to the cafe where two girls were sitting and chatting. ꧁________________________________________________________________꧂ What happens next remains my eyes and mouth open. I rub my eyes to confirm that it is real or a dream? Merry stopped behind her and take the bucket over her head then smashed water on her which soaked her from head to toe...

There are chairs on the stage for Victor and Bonita. At last, Madison walks out. Her mother has already taken her place next to her father. Madison looks gorgeous, and tonight, we will have a feast. Madison and I will run with the Black Raven Pack when the moon is at its highest. The Shadow Walkers Pack is celebrating with us. Only their border patrol will be at their back, but nobody will have trouble tonight because everybody knows they are here and close by. They can return quickly to their pack if there is any trouble.

Keeping a low profile for me and the baby seemed like the best approach. One day, as I was busy in the kitchen, Mrs. Wilson suddenly came to get me. She informed me that Hilda had specifically requested my service. Mrs. Wilson couldn't manage her, so she reluctantly had to ask me to go out. I walked to the dining area and saw Hilda lounging in a chair, arms folded, legs crossed. Today, she was wearing a white silk blouse with a colorful scarf around her neck, loose coffee-colored pants, and sunglasses. Her mouth was downturned, exuding an air of hostility.

One would even suspect she could hear my conversation with the system as she spat, "I knew it. You're the one behind all of this! Amber Loft, who were you talking to just now? "Elliot, it was Amber who turned me into this! Find someone! Some expert who knows what they're doing. I'm sure I can definitely change back!" Elliot looked like he'd seen the devil himself as he clung to my leg and wailed hysterically. "Diana, I'm begging you. Leave! Please, stop haunting me. Don't come near me ever again!"

She added a third, then a fourth, stretching herself as she pumped furiously, thumb grinding her clit. “More,” she gasped, falling onto the bed on all fours. Her hips rocked back against her hand, ass high in the air as she fucked herself with wet, obscene sounds. The shadows responded to her need, thick tendrils forming to join the assault. One pushed into her pussy alongside her fingers, another teased her tight rear entrance before sliding in deep. The dual fullness made her moan loudly, the stretch burning so perfectly. She rode the shadows and her own hand mercilessly, breasts swaying, body glistening with sweat. “Yes… fill me. Stretch your queen.”

But as I walked away visibly emotionless, I couldn’t shake the image of the woman in the scarf, sitting in the shadows, watching me like she already knew me. And I had no idea that she was about to change everything.