Shadamy Comic Novels & Stories

Shama woke up holding her head as it was aching badly. Shama remembered her dream. Millions of questions were coming up in her head. “Shanaya is my sister? I belong to this comic? Wait…How can I belong to a comic? Was it a dream or my past? Ugh…If it was just a dream then why was it all feeling so real? Is it just a dream?” Shama thought as her head ached more badly. She opened her eyes and looked around. She was lying on her bed. She saw unknown sleeping next to her.

While his classmates reveled in the familiarity of their small-town lives, Damon yearned for something more—something beyond the confines of Crestwood's borders. Among his close-knit circle of friends were Jason, Cody, and Michael—companions who shared Damon's indifference to wealth and status. Jason, Damon's childhood confidant, infused their group with his infectious energy and penchant for mischief. Cody, the calm and level-headed member, provided a grounding presence with his wise counsel. Michael, the wild card, added an element of spontaneity to their dynamic, always eager for thrilling escapades.

immaculate “Damian, this guy is trying to get a photo of Josephine that I accidentally left in my old desk drawer. Now explain to him who Josephine really is!” Adrian orders. Damian nodded quickly, then turned his attention back to the figure who had just made a fuss with Adrian. Feeling himself being watched, Chad returned Damian’s gaze and said. “I’m Chad Marley, the man who replaced Adrian in this company!” he exclaimed, introducing himself. Sounds firm, but polite and far from arrogant. That was the impression that at least Damian caught. Makes him believe that this man has positive values.

Camden was really pissed off with how this guy had been treated, so therefore Thad and I were as well. “Hey. I’m Jadelynn, and this is Thad,” I said. “Kail. Nice to meet you,” he said before sitting next to Thad. I took a moment to assess this guy. He was a few inches shorter than Camden. He was lean but definitely had muscle. Hell, he kept his own with Camden, and that was hard to do. Camden was a very skilled fighter, so that showed the guy should never have been here in the first place. I wondered why the Cross chick did it.

he laughs out. Damian’s eyes meet mine. We look at Andre. All three of us came to an understanding. This has nothing to do with Slade. This is an attack on Rowan Priest. “That’s that dumbest shit I’ve ever heard. You see you made one misjudgment when you attempted to kill on of our own. Though I have no problem helping clear things up for you.” Damian says he walks over. “Fazel you’re a dead man, no one is going to find your body as of today Fazel Amlo never even fucking existed. His parents dead… Your girl? Sahla Adams dead…” Damian runs his thumbs across his throat slowly for dramatic effect.

At the bride selection ball, the queen herself chose me to be the crown prince's consort. Then my cousin Yvonne Johnson suddenly dropped to her knees in the middle of the hall and presented an erotic painting to the court. The woman in the painting had no face, but the rose birthmark at my waist had been rendered in chilling detail. Yvonne's eyes were red, her voice soft and cool. "I love my cousin dearly, but I can't deceive the queen. Your Majesty, please look closely. My cousin's virtue is compromised. She isn't fit to be the crown prince's consort." In a single night, my reputation was destroyed. I became the most shameless woman in the capital. Yvonne smiled at me, sweet as ever. "

It’s an important key to who might be behind the missing woman. As the dhampir slowly lost its life, the man named Slade talked to Leon once more. “So, it was you… Join me. I’ll be waiting.” *blaaag The body of the dhampir fell after it dried like a dead tree. All his blood was lost as if it had no life to begin with.

His eyes narrowed, revealing a mix of anger and amusement on his face. "Bold words, Slade," he sneered, straightening himself up. "But you still don't grasp the true power of the Cord's Clan. We are unstoppable." "Perhaps there's another Cord clan I'm unaware of," I murmured, a smirk forming on my lips. "I defeated the first one with ease, and I wouldn't hesitate to do the same to the last." Damien chuckled as if my words amused him. "In your current state?" He raised an eyebrow, assessing me from head to toe. "I doubt you'll be able to do much in the next thirty minutes. You appear as if you could pass out any minute now."

"That's your problem. Don't ask me. You should have thought of it earlier before pressing someone's weak nerve." "I didn't expect such drastic turnover." "Congratulations to you Anirudh. Now, tell me where the other body is? Don't tell me you need a death certificate too? Or you have already vanished?" Shivay gave a weird smirk to Anirudh as he was well aware of his friend's character. "Basement. I didn't burn it till now. Wanted to send it in a gift wrap." Anirudh escorted him downstairs while speaking casually. "Dickhead. Enough of this Anirudh. Get married and stop this." Shivay tapped on his shoulder while leaving his mansion.

They went out to meet Alpha Damien. When Damien called for the pack members, he didn't expect them to come quickly and within twenty minutes, they all met and started discussing. They began discussing the plan of ambush and that's when one of the members told him that he couldn't defeat Williams without a mate or the golden staff and book, and he told them that he didn't need them, the anger within him was enough.