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I can feel their presence pressing against my skin, not cruel, not kind— just inevitable. And then I wake up. Every time, my heart is racing, my body cold, my hands shaking. But there’s never pain. “The second dream is different,” I said, my voice lower. “It came after.” This time, I’m not in the forest. I’m standing in nothing. No ground. No sky. Just darkness stretching in every direction, thick and endless, like I’ve fallen into the space between worlds. Then light breaks through it. Four shadows rise around me, tall and massive, their shapes shifting constantly. Wolves but not like any I’ve ever seen. Their bodies are made of moonlight and smoke, their eyes burning silver, gold, red, and

His features were striking—sharp cheekbones, a strong jaw, and eyes of such pale gray they seemed to pierce through whatever they observed. Lord Elaric Nox. Shadow mage, territorial ruler, reputed to be ruthless in both politics and war. He's watching me with the intensity of a predator—not threatening, but absolutely focused. He sees something the others don't. She recognized him immediately from the portraits in House Holt's gallery of allies and enemies: Lord Elaric Nox, master of dusk-shadow magic and ruler of the Obsidian Mountains. What was he doing here, hours before the ceremony was set to begin?

Dance with the Devil is a song by Immortal Technique that I once heard. After dancing with a rumored devil in the flesh, I don't know why I can still recall these songs. Nicholas is a peculiar and mysterious individual. When I questioned him about our relationship, he replied, "I'll show you." Shortly after, he had my legs spread wide and had his cookie all to himself while I was resting on my back. I keep wondering just what that particular moment meant. Am I just a gullible young woman who just abandoned herself to a stranger? Love is supposedly blind, but I don't believe it to be more blind than I am. If a blind man can accurately play piano notes. I ponder how I can't notice the danger r

He nodded, contented from my response. “The shadow pack has a secret gift, passed down to generations. Its an ability inherited from our ancestors, an ability to see through the shadow of the people. It is called the ‘shadow eye’.” I... haven’t heard of that. My confusion must have illustrated with my reaction that Jacob gave an immediate explanation for it. “I have the ability to see colors, shades of it, to the shadow. These hues have meaning such as envy, joy, sadness, wrath, arousal, some certain emotions. Also, uh, strength and… weakness.”

“ Don’t worry, Sweetie. It will just hurt. A lot. ” Ice slips down my back, freezing my spine. What…will…hurt… My thoughts come to a halt as she moves away and closes her eyes. Her lips move as she chants imperceptible words under her breath. Suddenly, the lights in the dungeon go off, drowning the whole space in darkness—scary, pitch-black darkness. A kind of darkness where demons and the dead rule. This woman is a necromancer who lives in the dark and uses those powers to wreak havoc in the world.

The lights in the room seemed to fade, and the children faded around her: Everything disappeared, and she was left alone in that cold, dark room. The metallic smell of blood laced through the room, and she turned around to be surrounded by the ghost of those children. They were covered in blood. Some of their arms and legs twisted abnormally and some sustained deep wounds. She wanted to run, but she couldn’t. Her feet were glued to where she stood. They all neared her in that circle, they wanted to hurt her: They walked closer to her. Closer: Closer:

“Centuries ago, twin alphas Fenrir and Faber Nightshade were born to lead Shadowfang. They fell for the same she-wolf, fated to Faber. Heartbroken, Fenrir founded Nightshade, carving a territory steeped in the land’s spirits. Their rituals, passed down through generations, border on magic, drawing power from the earth itself. That, paired with the three years of nearly complete silence... it feels deliberate and worrisom.” Aurora’s heart raced, her thoughts flickering to Vincent’s warnings about Nightshade’s unrest. The pack’s isolation, paired with this unnatural energy, pointed to something sinister. “This feels bigger than territorial disputes,” she mindlinked. “Like it could threaten all

I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control. But I have to feed it, if I don’t, it wins out and .... well… It doesn’t come to that anymore since I have been able to live with it in a … in a legal way.” I looked at him, thinking about what he was saying. When I was fighting it really was the animal in me, and when I was into it, I wanted more. I needed more, my mind wouldn’t let me get away from it. I knew I could kill easily, and have no feelings about it. I knew in my heart that was the next step, that was my body and mind wanted. I craved that kind of control over someone, to hold their life in my hands.

he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “I'm going to kill you!” she growled, trying to claw at his face. “Not today, and I'd be careful on the threats, your best friend will be next if you decide to disobey me again,” he said pushing her away. “We're always watching, now that I know how to summon you, maybe I'll punish you, there for a while,” he said before disappearing. Abey looked down at her Grandfather. The Chief wandered close by. “This is a bad omen, you must leave. You are plagued by Shadows, scat, scat.” he hissed at her.

The truck sped across the muddy beaten path full of tire tracks from other vehicles. Lukas stared at the bright sky. Even if it was morning, the fact that the things they fight in the shadows existed made the world a dark one that no sunrise could ever illuminate. Back when he was living in ignorance, everything was colorful but when he was pulled into a battlezone where incarnated nightmares are the belligerents, everything just becomes black and white. And he thought that the Moro rebellion was dark enough. This conflict, simply known in the documents as the Shadow War, had made him see everything.