Queen's Shadow Novels & Stories

"Very good, Moon Queen. At last you understand." The Shadow King's voice echoed across the ruined Silver Garden as darkness gathered around his feet. "But by the time you get to the Third Seal... It will be already belong to me." "No!" I yelled. I lunged forward, the Moon Trident blazing with silver-blue light. The Shadow King only grinned. With a wave of his hand, a wall of shadows separated us. I drove the trident into the darkness. The silver light pierced through it, but when the shadows dissolved, he was gone. Only the Shadow Knights remained.

How could I know what was a lie when the foundation, something as simple as his last name, was a lie? The world around me crumbled. The room turned into just shadows of people, with whispers across the air. I felt a hand on my shoulder and my head snapped up to look at them; it was Cleo. I could see her lips moving but there was no sound. I looked over at the stage to see his eyes on me. He was still talking to the crowd, probably explaining everything, but I couldn’t hear anything that was being said. His face softened with apologetic eyes at me, and I wobbled to my feet. He twitched like he wanted to come to me but couldn’t.

I just wish I could do something to lift their mood because most of them were part of the people who contributed to building this company. I was about to move around the company when a familiar face brushed through my side. I looked back and saw him driving away already. Wait! Did I just spot the Lycan King at the scene of my company being destroyed or am I just overthinking it? If it's true, I will confront him this time around.

In perfect unison, the five warriors clicked their crossbows shut, stepping back into the shadows. “The blood of the void does not beg,” Kaelen murmured, pressing his fist against his heart. “Forgive me, Princess. We were testing your resolve. A Queen who bows to her history is useless to us. A Queen who commands it... is everything. We will save him. But he stays under our watch.” The underground sanctuary of theShadow Eaterswas a hidden labyrinth carved deep into the roots of the jagged mountains bordering Shadow Ridge. It smelled of ancient stone, damp moss, and a strange, metallic ozone that hummed against my skin like a static charge.

"One of you sold our sister’s life for a seat at a Shadow Queen’s table." ​Elara stepped out from the circle of her brothers, her silver eyes glowing with a faint, residual violet light. "I don't care about your excuses. The Shadow Queen is coming, and she has a key to our front door. If any of you have a shred of loyalty left to the Thorne name, you will speak now. Or I will let my brothers handle the interrogation." ​Orion stepped forward, cracking his knuckles, but before anyone could speak, a cold wind swept through the Hall. The copper moon outside was suddenly eclipsed by a sliver of absolute black.

The woman stated making Kydence gasp. “I-I’m sorry. I should’ve known.” The Moon Goddess reached out her hand and caressed Kyde’s cheek. “It’s okay my sweet girl.” “Why do we need to go to the King and Queen?” she asked. “Their Delta General, Shadow Collins and Delta Commanders, who are his younger brother’s, Spyder and Spencer Collins are Shadows.” “What? No that can’t be, all Shadows are from our pack.” “Yes, and they are from your pack through their father, Micheal Collins.”

“Of all places…” Her eyes darkened. “No,” she muttered. “That sneaky bitch." She stood, pacing slowly. "She planned this all along; we cannot leave her alone; something has to be done." “So what are you planning…?” the assistant asked She stopped suddenly. “Dig into Mark,” she snapped. “I want to know everything and why she’s there.” “Yes, ma'am," the assistant replied “And Leah…” Ana’s lips curved faintly. “Let’s see how long she lasts this time.”

“I know.” “You can tell me to stop.” Jamie looked at him. Really looked. The scar. The control. The restraint that felt like it was holding something dangerous in check. “I don’t want you to stop,” Jamie said, then winced. “I mean….” Adrian didn’t smile. He didn’t gloat. He just nodded, like that answer fit into something he’d already decided. “Good,” he said. Behind them, unseen but aware, La Corona Nera watched. And after midnight, Bar Della Luna closed its doors, keeping its secrets, for now.

Book 2: Crown of Shadows Chapter 1: The Departure The carriage door closed with finality that echoed through her chest like a death knell. Through crystal-clear windows enhanced with court magic far beyond territorial capabilities, she watched Shadoweave's spires fade into pre-dawn mist. Each familiar landmark disappeared with the inexorable permanence of choices that couldn't be unmade.

And Andreas was always right. The thought of his name burned sweet and sharp in my chest. Andreas. A shadow on the edge of my plans, a constant whisper in my ear. He wasn’t here now, but his influence always lingered like smoke. Every step I’d taken, every line I’d crossed, I had his voice guiding me. Telling me to take more. Want more. Be more. And look at me now. I grinned, leaned forward, and whispered it aloud, my voice slinking around the numbers like silk.