Shadamy Comic Novels & Stories

Damian joked and nearly threw a fit when he saw Shaylin’s face. “If you did that, I’d have to kill you, you know.” Shaylin frowned, but the smirk that tried to hide in the corner of her lips gave her away. Damian couldn’t help but to laugh at how well she took his joke; he knew very well just how sacred amberwood was for coven people.

"Listen carefully, I don't love you nor I want you. You are nothing to me. You will never interfere in my life and never enter my room or in my study. Get that in the thick head of yours. And of course stay away from me. I never wanted any of this. If it wasn't for my parents I wouldn't have married a girl like you." He spat those venomous words and left her there. She stayed there shocked to the core. She didn't expect him to love her either but still he could have shown her some respect. She knew he didn't want to marry her. He did it because his parents forced him to. That exact moment She realised she was nothing more than a Shaded Woman. It seemed like she would always be a mare shadow

When they reached the goddess of the dead, they circled low over the sparkling black ceiling, screaming their songs and the latest gossips from the world above. Hades's mood promptly shifted when she saw her servants wild with news. But soon the Furies' dramatic enthusiasm irritated the goddess. Hades stood up from her throne and bellowed in a sharp voice. "Get down at once and give me what you were asked to seek!" The Kindly Ones came down and bowed before their mistress. "O Hades, ever the impatient one," Megaera said then hissed at her two other sisters, "Silence, you old hags! She wishes to know the news of the dainty maiden."

"Hahaha! Well said!" The Shanglanders laughed out loud, while the bearded one said, "Damn Novemton scum. I don't care who he is. He's dead meat now that he has fallen into our hands. Looks like we're the ones who are truly strong! You won’t find incredible people like us in this world anymore!" The Shanglanders smiled from ear to ear as though they were absolutely sure that they had made a huge contribution and stood above everyone else. As they laughed and drank, thinking about how they were going to live the rest of their lives, Adrian suddenly walked into their cabin.

Both Chad and Damien could tell that they were normal wolves, no one of higher rank. That was good for them because Chad was a gamma and was stronger than your average wolf and Damien was a warrior, a strong and skilled warrior. But there was a problem, they were still outnumbered. While they were busy with the wolves and vampires that were in front of them. More came in from the back.

“You don't speak to me, pussy! I get to talk, and you get to listen.” A groan wrenches from my gut this time. My body tautens. I thrash in the arms of the men holding me, ready to tear into the bastard. The dead man. He revels in that, laughing. Liam joins him, too, mocking me. Sneering. “The almighty Shark is but a squirming rat now.” Liam booms. I'm not internally wounded by Raven's torture, but Liam's. I didn't raise him to be a monster. To lack empathy.

I've been back at the Levine residence for four months. The whole time I have been back, I'm like an invisible person whose existence is barely acknowledged. One day, I wake up and suddenly start seeing everyone's health bars above everyone's heads. The first thing I see when I open my eyes is a frog's face. I jump in fright and slap it across the face. Then, I hear my younger brother, Jacob Levine, roar furiously, "Ruthie, what the hell is wrong with you? I came to tell you breakfast is ready. Why did you hit me?" I stare blankly at the frog. The frog is glaring at me furiously. The health bar above its head has dropped by a chunk, and it looks like it's about to leap up and hit me. I

I’m not anyone, I’m Aaliyah, assassin of the Italian mafia known as Shadow of death. There is no stopping me when I start. Every single last target had to die was my motto. If you didn’t plan to die any time soon then don’t approach me. But I had to restrain myself from killing the last one because I knew Dominic probably wanted to question him so I only knocked him out. I was back to normal and I turned my attention back to the people who were standing a few feet away from all of this that had just happened.

He wanted to remind her that he was existing, Lizzy didn’t get to see his friends although she was dying to. There were five people in Shakar’s group of friends, Damien, Randy, Evan and Cole. According to the information she had just gathered from Kyle and Caro, Shakar was the most handsome and hottest guy amongst the five, Damian Styles was known for his father's influence, a tall slim guy with brown hair and blue eyes. Yes his father was richer than Mr. Louis, he was also the second hottest guy on campus. Both Damian and Shakar had been friends since childhood.

"I am the last member of the Chadonic race... a pure blooded werewolf." Damontry nodded too, not understanding what this person was saying in front of her, and was surprised by him pushing her against the wall quickly, his eyes turned golden and shining, and he smiled solemnly to show his white hooked fangs, and Damontry realized that it was sharper than a vampire who could tear her to pieces, that person breathed near by Turning her face away from him, he spoke in a whisper. "Don't you feel scared when you found out that I was from Shadow?"