Marshadow Novels & Stories

So I set my small bundle down, and I stayed. Elder Mara was seventy-three years old, stood four foot eleven in her work boots, and was entirely unbothered by my silences. She didn't offer pity or careful curiosity or the overcautious gentleness well-meaning people deployed around me lately — the kind that made me feel like something broken being handled so it didn't crack further. She pointed at a shelf of unmarked clay jars and said: Lavender from the willow-wood grove smells sweeter than highland lavender. Learn to tell them apart. Start there.

Another figure stepped out of the shadows behind her. This one moved differently. Not like the Vessel’s smooth grace or the controlled wolves’ jerky steps. Deadly. Precise. Familiar. The figure stepped into the faint light coming through the broken walls. “No,” I breathed. Silver hair. Weathered face. Shaman markings on both arms. Eyes that used to be warm brown but were now cold, empty silver. Mara. “Surprised?” Seraphine sounded delighted. “Let me introduce my masterpiece. My First Vessel. The prototype I made fifty years ago, improved over decades, perfected through pain.”

Jonathan introduced them in a voice that dispensed no fluff. “This is Mara,” he said, nodding toward the woman who moved like a pocket of controlled storm. She was short but compact, and she carried an intelligence about her that made the cameras and guards around the villa feel suddenly irrelevant. “She’ll take the CCTV.” Mara gave me a small, efficient smile. “I’ll loop the feeds and create a blind for exactly six minutes. Enough for you to get in, enough for them not to know what hit them.” Her hands were steady as she thumbed through a tablet, eyes scanning schematics like a chess player mapping a board.

Even Vince looked up from his phone. ​"Well," Vince muttered, "I take it back. You don't look like a shutterbug anymore." ​"You look like the girl who dragged a king out of a wreck," Sarah whispered, her eyes wide. "Hannah... if you walk in wearing that, Luke Cromwell isn't going to be looking at the metadata of your footage. He’s going to be looking at you." ​"I don't want him to just look," I said, catching my reflection. I looked taller, sharper. The island girl was still there, but she was armed now. "I want him to remember."

My heart soared as Caleb and I flew over miles of dark woods as we crossed Martha’s Vineyard, heading into the late afternoon sun. I marveled at how big the island was. I had imagined it to be a small place, but as I looked down, I realized that it was massive. The Aquinnah cliffs, where we were heading, were on the far corner of the island, all the way on the other side. Even flying at Caleb’s speed, it would take a while.

he said letting out a long breath. " This is serious, do you know about a stone that absorbs scent?" Sabrina asked. " A stone?... Aaha... Yes, it is a rock. It is called magrid but they also call it Scented rock. Yes, that is what they call it. It has no scent but It neutralizes all other scents, making a person scentless" he said. " Why do you ask?" " I am looking at one right now" She pictures it and sends it to him. He gasped

I don't want to be accused of being rude. Mrs. Lorenzo observes the bottle and then she turns to her husband and nods. I guess it's the real stuff. It looks like a perfume, guess I'm going to spray the stuff on her. "Are you guys sure that's the real thing?" Dad asks Mrs. Lorenzo, she looks at the old man and he nods. What happened to this man? Did he lose his voice or something? "Okay." Dad gets up and so does mom and I follow. Mrs. Lorenzo gives him the vervain.

I almost let out a chuckle but hold it in so she doesn't get offended. She paces back and forth looking around at her surroundings. She then looks up and my eyes follow her gaze. It was Cage. I instantly shift. Howling forcing my entire aura off on to him. Every ounce of hatred came out. I mindlinked Jordie," Cage is here Four miles to you're east, Silver creek. Get here now."

We follow the smell, it leads us through the trees and there nailed to a tree, with blood dripping into a pool on the floor is Jimmy. "But how?" I say "Look" Desert points to a carving in the bark of the tree, LANNA WAS HERE, LOVE WILL SET YOU FREE, JUSTICE IS DONE. Laughing I say "I'm gonna have to move him before he starts stinking, it's a pity really," "What is?" "Moving Lanna masterpiece" I say taking Jimmy down, "Haaaa I don't think yo

Selena is having a mother and daughter moment, drinking tea with her mother while talking about Seth, I and the Realm when her cup of tea crack on the side all of a sudden without coming in contact with anything She and her mother recognize the omen. Selena says goodbye to her mother and opens a portal back home. Back at the Realm, Henri has Seth’s ash in a jar. Because Shadow Phantom is a special grade technique used to eliminate a group of people within seconds, it also consumes the user’s lifespan and taking into fact that Seth used this technique to absorb the energy Ex Calibur got from the Realm's Earth, Seth's body turned into ash after his death