Neon Shadows Novels & Stories

She looks at me solemnly, not at all surprised by my question. "Please, I need to know. I need to try to at least keep myself safe," I tell her. "Don't you think it would be nice to get out of this mess?" I ask her. She seems to think about it for a moment before she replies. "It's called the Shadow Farm," she tells me. "The organization I work for. I don't know why, but they're after your life. And there's no saying who they'll send next if I don't do it myself."

Concrete walls stretched off in two directions and the black maw of a doorway faced him. Always comfortable with the darkness, Vanadine flowed towards the dark rectangle and entered the building. Darkness wrapped around him like a cloak that he welcomed, becoming one with the shadow, as was his nature. Yet what would have been almost utter darkness to most people was like daylight to Vanadine, his eyes naturally able to perceive light most could not. He strode purposefully and silently through the building, marking what once had been a hospital wing but was now just a hollow shell. The sounds of a struggle and voices drew him on as the pair of men taunted and teased the woman, making her squ

Then everything went black as I was shrouded in the shadows of goodbye to all that I had ever known. After what must have been hours later, I awoke in an unfamiliar place. Fog surrounds me as hooded figures chant in a strange language. I try to move but I can't because my arms and legs are tied to a boulder with weird cravings in it. I try to scream but my voice comes out as a mere whisper. Shadows dance on the walls of this desolate cave before the ground begins to shake. The hooded figures fall to their knees and keep their eyes on the trembling ground.

I asked without understanding. “When you were unconscious, the shadows formed layers of protection over you and Biel; your projection of care for him made the shadows watch over him because he was okay. The shadows wouldn't let you near; they only allowed us and the medics to pass through,” Aris said. “People who saw the shadows were scared shitless, but Connor contained everything, and understanding that the shadows came from his future Moon, people didn't say anything else; they just accepted it as natural.” “But the secret—”

Their intentions on what they have planed for the doctor was worse than what any mortal could conger up on their worst day. Long shadowy finger like tendrils reached for the doctor’s shadow and grabbed a hold of it. His fat body hit the hard concrete floor. The shadows began to drag him slowly toward the vortex. He felt the strange tugging at his body and he could feel himself being pulled along by his shadow.” What the hell? Im not going any where with you.”He began to thrash about violently but to no avail. The shadows began to reveal the faces of all of his innocent victims. Every last woman, man and child.”NO! NO! IT CAN’T BE! YOU ARE ALL DEAD! NO! SOMEBODY HELP ME! PLEASE NO!” He contin

Her eyes, she could feel them changing, emitting a pale blue light. “Get back!” the female temple member shouted, her voice now full of alarm. But it was too late. Siron’s hands, or the hands Morat now controlled, rose. The movement was graceful and authoritative. From every finger, bursts of pitch-black darkness, living shadows, leaped out. These shadows struck the cage of light, and instead of being repelled, they consumed it. The silvery light shattered like glass. The two male temple members were thrown backward, screaming as the shadows touched their skin, leaving marks like cold burns.

Alex noticed then there seemed to be a kind of halo all around David’s body, like he was giving off a faint bioluminescent glow. Everyone turned around and went away, shuffling along in the dark, some of them dragging their doused torches behind them. They looked, Alex thought, like children who’d been called home for dinner when they wanted to stay out and play. But Mrs. Schneider didn’t go. Her anger had only been redirected—from the Lopez family to the very small boy staring up at her with no fear in his eyes. “It’s your fault,” she said. She was leaning on her torch now like a cane, unable to support herself on the foot that Alex had shot.

Its eyes were as red as blood and its presence gives a chilling and horrifying feel. “The two witch kids...have you heard about the prophecy?” The twins looked at each other being puzzled. “Oh, I see, I would be glad that I will be the one to tell your fate...” The evil of shadows made them confused. “...if one of you succeeds to become the ruler of the separate worlds, it will be the end of everything.” As Falla moved her pace to her brother trying to hide at her twin's back, Talon eventually vanished and was nowhere to be found. The evil of shadows moved closer in her direction. She feels heaviness and high tension as the evil comes closer and closer to her.

Liora, drawing close to Niamh, reassured, "Remember, these are but manifestations. By understanding and accepting them, we can dissipate their power." Isolde, squaring her shoulders, declared, "Then let's face them. Accept them. And prove that our unity, our shared purpose, is stronger than any doubt or fear." As the guardians began their confrontation, the shadows voiced their insecurities, echoing the guardians' deepest fears and doubts. Yet, with each acknowledgment, with each acceptance, the shadows began to waver, their forms becoming less defined. Elysia, facing her shadow, whispered, "I accept my fears, my uncertainties. They're a part of me. But they don't define me."

Yet,his eyes yearned for one particular person,Natasha. However, in a sudden and captivating turn of events,Rex attention was seized by a group of photographers hastening towards an opulent black Porsche 911 Carrera 4s Coupe. Curiosity piqued ,Rex wondered who could be commanding such attention. And there in that electrifying moment,his eyes beheld Natasha radiating in a breathtaking ensemble. She wore a stunning short dress,adorned with an optical illusion sheer top intricately embroidered to tastefully cover her chest area. The dress further boasted figure flattering midriff cut outs accentuated by cascading red feathers delicately around her waist. Completing the ensemble, Natasha donn