Movie Shadow X Reader Novels & Stories

The warm water felt great, erasing the dust on my walk through the pack, relieving my aching muscles. After changing into a comfortable cream-colored dress, I stepped out of the bathroom feeling much lighter. When I entered the bedroom, I found Xander sitting near the window. His dark hair was damped from his own shower. He lifted his gaze from the book in his hand. "There you are." I smiled. "What are you reading?" He carried out the heavy hardcover book. "I found this in Father's old library." As I walked over, curiosity sprung to life in me. "It's about the history of Nightmare Pack."

The Readers. The suited man stood at the room’s center, not fading now—he looked stronger than ever, his suit a deep blood-red. In his hand, he gripped a golden hammer. "The Creator has witnessed you!" he shouted up at the eyes. "But the story doesn’t belong to just her anymore! The Readers demand a trial! They want to decide if the Doctor and the Soul deserve happiness!" A giant screen floated in the air. Maya saw words fly fast across it: — Kill Julian! Makes the story thrilling!

I couldn't even smell her scent so I couldn't follow her. That night I couldn't get her off my mind, sleep was not an option. I need to find out who she is and why I am having a hard time detecting what she is. My wolf said she is a werewolf but I can't smell her wolf on her at all. Shadow thinks that she has no clue what she is. He also thinks that she was never part of a pack as we can't detect any pack scent on her either. Witch I guess would have made scents on why she has no wolf yet if she has never been around our kind she would develop at a much slower pace than the rest of us.

I turned to look at the Shredder. But I didn't see a wall of light. Inside the Shredder, I saw a **Face**. It was a human face. A man with tired eyes, sitting in a dark room in the year 2026. He was looking at a screen, his finger hovering over the "Delete" key. He looked like me. He looked like Rowan. He looked like the Developer. He was the **Reader**. "Stop," I whispered, reaching out a hand made of static. "Don't delete us. We're real."

The poor thing let out heart-wrenching howls, until she cut out his tongue. Blinded by pain, Shadow bit her in desperation. That only enraged her more. She rammed a silver dagger into his belly. Sliced off his ears. Gouged out his eyes. In the final moments, Shadow curled up against my old cloak… and slowly stopped breathing. Tears blurred my vision. My body shook with rage and heartbreak. "Xina… you're a damn monster. You've already taken everything. Why did you have to kill Shadow too?!" I couldn't hold it in anymore—I lunged and bit her hand, hard.

My smile dropped at the woman who stood frozen with her eyes wide in shock, she was staring at nothing in particular with a mixture of sadness, fear, confusion but most prominently anger in her grey eyes. Her expression caused everyone’s smiles to drop; I took a step closer to her and placed my hands on her shoulders. I looked into her wide eyes and felt Shadow stir restlessly. ‘What is the Shadow? Shadow’s agitation was affecting me. ‘Mate!’ I was taken aback by her reaction; ‘Shadow, this is Tatiana not D-’ I cut myself off and swung around to look at Devin. I looked into his confused eyes and was met with grey eyes strikingly identical to those I stared into just seconds ago.

The candle she'd grabbed flickered in the draft, throwing strange shadows on the stone walls. She moved fast, counting her steps in the dark. Sixty-two to the turn. Thirty-eight more to the door. The restricted archives were quieter this time. Just the sound of pages turning and the soft crackle of the lamp on the desk. Xander sat hunched over a massive book, making notes on a piece of paper. He looked exhausted. Hair messy like he'd been running his hands through it. Dark circles under his eyes. He glanced up when she entered. "Elena? What—"

We were in this together, bound by a love that transcended the shadows of his past. Together, we began to strategize, to devise a plan to expose the secrets of the Shadows of Midnight. We sought out allies, individuals who had also fallen victim to the society's machinations. They were hesitant at first, skeptical of our intentions, but as Xander shared his own journey of redemption, they began to see the glimmer of hope that lay within our mission.

the woman whispered, her voice sounding hauntingly human against the mechanical roar of the system. Lyra Thorne stood frozen, her obsidian blade hovering inches from the woman’s chest. She felt the sensory reality of the "Reader"—not as a god, but as a "Consumer." The woman smelled of lavender laundry detergent and the metallic tang of a smartphone. She was the one who had "Subscribed" to Lyra’s pain. She was the reason the Forbidden Forest had been so cold.

Even with the scandal that happened last month, she was determined to go and see for herself. Xavier Marchand, the Beta of Shadow Pack, has always followed the rules that his sister called him a stickler that he wanted to prove her wrong. And the chance to do it arrived in the form of blue eyes and blonde hair. Can Xavier do it? Can he ignore the rules and follow his heart instead? 📌Gamma's Game An agreement, a claim, a fate