Novel & Cerita Palace Of Shadows

He didn't move as his eyebrows narrowed when he instantly grabbed the hand coming towards him but his hand just passed through that hand making him frown. He stood up and turned around revealing his sword to see a man-no, not a man- it was a shadow. A dark shadow without any glimpse of a face as it was covered in a black mist hard for him to see. A shadow was inside his palace close to him and the shadow also knew where he was at that time. That was magic, black magic to kill him.

she whined cutely. "Then don't. Your rock brain's not enough for worldly matters," he said. The carriage started moving forward, heading back to his palace. Harvey's Palace, known to everyone as the Dark Palace, stood amidst tall trees surrounded by a small river. It was located north east of the capital. The north east area of the capital was referred to everyone as The Land Of Darkness and Shadows. The Land of Darkness and Shadows was known to have the most ugliest, darkness, nastiest and baddest demons and monsters. No human or other beings have ever venture into that land. The carriage entered the palace and stopped. The moment he got off the carriage, the demonic guards and servants bow

A single crack raced between the arcs, and then— The shield shattered. Like glass, the veil exploded outward, rippling through the air in silent, shimmering shards. And behind it— Moon Shadow. Suspended like a floating citadel in the sky, her towers spiraled like silver thorns, built from stone kissed by the stars. Waterfalls spilled from its edges into clouds below. The palace gleamed like a crown, polished and cold. “She thought she could hide from us,” I said. “She thought wrong,” murmured one of the Horax beside me.

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."

I couldn’t comprehend the amount of information I had that day. I could see the entrance getting closer, as a shadow stepped out from the doors as my vision blurred, and I fell. I had nothing left in me; the darkness cascaded down around me as I was dragged into the abyss.

There was a narrow staircase behind a door in the east corridor that Aldric had noticed on his third day and filed away the way he filed everything: quietly, without drawing attention to the filing. He went up on the eleventh night, when the palace had settled into its late-hour rhythm and the corridors held only the occasional guard doing rounds he could time by now with his eyes shut. The library was large and badly lit and smelled of age and something faintly metallic he couldn't immediately place. He moved along the shelves with a small candle, reading spines, not yet sure what he was looking for. He told himself this was reconnaissance. He told himself it was useful to understand the ki

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

But of what was happening to her. And worse— Of what she might become. He clenched his jaw, forcing the thought away. Not her. Never her. But the image wouldn’t leave. The way the shadows had spoken in her voice. The way her power had answered them. The way the darkness had surged stronger than the light— Even if only for a moment. That moment was enough. They reached the palace as the sky flickered again—day and night blending into something unnatural. Time itself felt unstable now. Untrustworthy.

I pushed her away and she dropped to the ground, still under my compulsion spell. “Get lost!“ I ordered and she finally came to her senses, dashed up and fled the room. I wiped the blood that stained my lips as a devilish smile crept up my lips. Amelia must think she is safe in the king’s castle, she has no idea what she’s gotten into. *THE SHADOW REALM * In the abyss of the shadow realm, there are no walls, only mirrors which reflects the weight of the unseen. A figure, cloaked in black, eyes hollow like the void, stood across the obsidian well, whispering some unclear words into the well. Calling onto the spirits of the unknown.

Only something darker. Something inevitable. “In this palace…”