Phantom Shadow Entertainment Novels & Stories

It just sounded like he was neutral. "That's what we thought until Benjamin Moore showed up. Should I remind you he's almost as invincible as Pierce? He single-handedly built The Shadows after breaking away from Pierce and look at where it stands today." She scoffed and grabbed her lenses. The Shadows was listed as one of the organizations which should be feared greatly by everyone. Its rank was almost the same with the Dragon Conglomerate and the Dragon's Conglomerate. "Well, if she really does betray Queenie then we can wait for orders to kill her, right?" Liam shrugged and Jessica nodded.

gravity. "Babe, I'm so sorry, but I have to head out for a bit," he said, checking his watch. He sounded rushed, his breathing slightly shallow. "The Shadow Fang project... It's such a massive project. They are demanding proof of funds, and compared to the others on the shortlist, our liquidity is looking a bit thin. I have to meet someone who can help us with some bridge financing." "You found someone to back us that quickly?" I asked, tilting my head.

, I try to convince her by petting her head. Our family business is most popular business in the world. It is in 3rd rank in the world. We should be careful. Our one mistake can hit the social media, so I was worried. [What would be the consequences if someone clicks their pictures and post in the social media?] She just nodded in agreement.

Matthias shouted to his parents, "Send Katana to my chambers now. Emma is in danger!" Matthias faded and entered their room to find Emma fading fast as a shadow sat upon her with a pillow held upon her head, suffocating her. He knew her heartrate was falling fast, and she was not long for this world. Charging at the shadow, he passed right through and fell upon the floor next to Emma. He was shocked at the power of the shadow and yet he couldn't attack it via normal means, he managed to pull the pillow away from her face and heard her breathing hitch, as she managed to take in the air to sustain her lungs.

She’d already collected three of his enforcers. Her phone buzzed. Unknown number. She answered with a blade already in hand. “Aria Kane.” The voice was male, rough, familiar in a way that made her wolf stir. “Or should I say Aria Voss?” Her blood turned to ice. “Who the fuck is this?” “Beta Ronan. Shadowthorn sends its regards. The Alpha requires your presence. War is coming with Crimsonfang. He knows about the twins.” Aria laughed coldly. “Tell Kael he can choke on his own knot. I’m not his anymore.”

They dragged Lyra to the ceremonial circle in the center of the pack lands. The place where important rituals happened. Matings. Deaths. Banishments. The pack gathered around in a circle. Silent now. Watching. Waiting for what would happen next. Elder Theron stood at the center. He raised his hands. The formal stance of judgment. "Lyra Ashwood," he intoned. His voice carried across the silent crowd. "You are hereby stripped of your pack bond and exiled to the rogue territories for a period of five years. May the Moon Goddess have mercy on your soul and teach you what we could not."

"Talk." Volkov smiled. The smile of a man who appreciated directness because it saved time. "You've lost everything, Mr. Blackwood. Your title. Your finances. Your standing in the pack community. Your investors. Your family's reputation." He tilted his head slightly. "All of it traced directly back to one woman." "Luna," Damon said. The name came out rough in a way he hadn't planned. "Luna Ashford. CEO of Phantom Industries. Formerly Shadow_Cipher — the most accomplished independent hacker in the world." Volkov laced his fingers together on the desk. "And currently under the personal protection of Draven Craven."

🌬️ Oh but You will be🌬️ Her reply made Ayanna's eye darkened the more... "Who are you to tell me what I want... I am Ayanna Mahatma.. the only witch that see the really Truth,, The future... and the zeal to it..." 🌬️Like I said... I am your Past and Your Future... I am The SHADOW... The shadow Behind all this🌬️ "What!" 🌬️ My Name ... is SHADOW!🌬️ 🌬️You're only the present Ayanna and will never be the Future... I am your future Ayanna... And guess what... I died and I am here... trying to guide you through🌬️

Phantom said. For a moment, the tension in the room shifted. Phantom had brought with him a glimmer of hope, and I was desperate for anything to stop this nightmare. But it wasn’t over—not yet. Damon quickly recovered, a snarl escaping his lips as he stood, summoning his shadows once again. The room grew darker and his energy surged.

None would believe that to be a coincidence. The only explanation was that Shadow had orchestrated it all, choosing different channels to avoid exposure if things went wrong. "You're right. But you'd better let me go. The power that supports me is formidable, more than you can handle." Knowing he was outmatched, Shadow boasted about his backing, hoping to intimidate Alexander. However, he knew little about the man before him, or he would not have dared to provoke him. "Oh? Just who are you talking about, then? The Fang Saint Temple? Skyraze Group? Or the Black Maple Organization?"