Night Shade Novels & Stories

"The witches are coming. Their leader said she has something that can help. I hope it will provide a permanent solution." Ryder nodded in agreement, hope glimmering in his eyes. " I hope so too," Ryder said, his voice filled with anticipation A momentary pause hung between them, allowing their thoughts to converge on a different topic. Ryder's pride shone through his eyes as he shared his news, a glimmer of excitement illuminating his features. "By the next full moon, the Nightshade pack will have their first mating ceremony." Knox's eyebrows furrowed, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. "I still can't believe she's getting mated to Mark," he muttered, his voice tinged with a hint of as

"You saw those shadows, right? Those are from you. You are supernatural, just like the man you encountered earlier in the marketplace." "No. I must be dreaming, right? I am still trapped in that dream with the shadows. I just need to wake up completely—" "Ah, right, the dream. Everything you saw there is the reality, everything really happened. It is proof that your ability has been activated. Those shadows were your eyes. What you underwent during those two weeks of unconsciousness is the process called shading. The shading usually lasts for months but your record shocked us. The shading allows your body to completely integrate your ability called Nyx and for you to overcome it in less than

He sees me smiles and responds mischievously. "No, I'm fine at the moment," I nod and leave even more nervous than when I entered. I walk into the kitchen and into the office, where Pit has another order list in hand. “What's up Nisha?” he asks when he sees my face. “Who is Dark?” I ask, what happens next alarms me. The list falls from her hands and the color in her face vanishes completely, she opens her eyes wide and says in barely a whisper. “Where have you heard that name?” I hesitate for a moment.

Ice asks. “A witch I met in New Orleans,” Bo replies with a smile. Seems like more than a friend to me. “She’ll meet you at the airport when you land in Portland. From there, it’s about a six and a half hour drive to Crescent Shadow territory.” I nod my head. Ice sees my face and turns to them. “Can we go now?” She asks. “Of course,” Gray nods his head. “Get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day, you’ll need your rest.”

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.

Apparently, there were four Shade packs in the area—the Blackmoor Shade Pack, Night Shade Pack, South Shade Pack, and the Thornton Shade Pack. Each pack had their own family color of some sort. The Blackmoors were purple, Souths yellow, Thorntons blue, and the Nights green.

Arnet said with a teasing grin. "But why would we harm Antonio and Thorin?" Severa asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. I had the same question. Mrs. Arnet's grin widened. "Nightshade is a potent potion with alluring properties. Some believe its effects can vary based on the dosage, but in reality, it always produces the same results. It dulls and numbs your senses, leading you to believe anyone could be your destined partner, and ignites intense arousal." she explained, her grin morphing into a serious line.

The strange man sighed and folded his hands behind him. "My name is Xavier",he said and bowed his head a little at her. "And I'm a Shade" Layla frowned. A Shade? What did he mean? "Shadow warrior",Xavier said when he noticed the confusion in her eyes. "I'm a Shadow warrior, from the bloodline of the Ancient Shades. Shades are rare creatures who have the ability to become invisible, manipulate shadows and travel through time and space. Even into people's dreams" Layla's eyes flashed. So that's how he was able to get into her dreams, she thought.

The amount of options offered is rather restricted. I blasted through the roof and soared to dizzying heights. I couldn't see much of what was happening on inside because it was so dark. I was able to see the road because of the small lights that appeared from beneath me, which I feel assisted me. Because the house was large enough, just a few individuals could comfortably fit inside. The assistant was only on three or four guards at a time when this happened. After waiting the required amount of time, I walked out as soon as the lights were turned out. "Sir, the light in ma'am Yhra's chamber has been switched off," says the doorman. We had no comment after delivering the dish. I came to a c

he managed to rasp out. With a fierce snarl, I delivered a powerful blow, determined to extract the information we needed. The agile intruder's sneers turned into pained grunts as I interrogated him relentlessly. "Nightshade can't be stopped," he spat defiantly. Ignoring his words, I intensified the pressure, demanding answers. "Who leads Nightshade? What is their grand plan?" The burly intruder winced, unable to withstand the force I exerted. "You'll never defeat the shadows, Hazel."