Shadow Amy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She started putting on her own clothes. "I promise to see you soon." I squeezed her hand in mine. She came closer to me and kissed my lips softly. Her touch against my body made me want to undress her and go another round but I couldn't, not with the watchful eyes of shadow on us. She turned around and left. "So shall we?" Shadow asked. "Do you mind enlightening me on how you two met?" I asked as we started down the road. "Just like you and me." He smiled. "I am a shadow alpha, a shadow that goes wherever it pleases."

‘No, no, no! It cannot be him! He barely made it out as a member of the Shadow Pack and I have to be saddled with him. Is this a joke, Moon Goddess?’ Samantha hissed as she was making her way around the crowd that was filling the backyard of Arthur’s house. It also happened to be Zachary Adamos’ house—her fated mate.

I whisper out "Goodnight Amari," he says and he walks out of my room leaving me with a lot of questions Shadow POV: Leaving her room I close the door, walking 5 feet away I lean against the wall and I sigh I honestly can't and I won't be able to be the person Amari wants me to be. I’m a monster and I even look the part The only kind of love I can give her is the one that benefits me And right now I know she doesn't need that.....especially from me

I plead, and she looks into my eyes, searching for any hesitation, but when she doesn’t, she drops my hands and moves away. “Fine, I’ll tell you.” My excitement is swiftly wiped away by her next words. “The shadow god is an abomination. He was never supposed to be born. He’s the product of an unholy ritual, an anomaly.”

LIAM'S POV After I left Amy in our bedroom, I drove myself to work, but I know I wasn't alone. My shadow security detail pulled out immediately after me. It was their job. On an ordinary day, I would have called them off if I truly wanted to be alone. I didn't have the mind to do that, not today. I was too deep in thought about this recent dilemma. So far, only Amy’s suggestion about foul play seemed to make a little bit of sense. Restless, I called Reid from my car.

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

“Wearing your shadow is no longer tolerated. It requires a lot of energy and concentration whole throughout the day; even in your sleep, you are in need to let go an amount of energy to keep the shadow in your body and hope that it won’t betray you and tear you apart.” “What… what h-happens when you c-can’t take such a training?” “Death, of course; what else is there to choose from?” said Kleint, cocking his head. He was already sitting next to Blame, smiling rather sheepishly. Marjorie gasped. “N-Now I u-understand.” She looked at Blame. “You have an obsidian shadow, too?” Although Blame wanted to say a thing, she couldn’t hope to do so without raising much suspicion. They’re already suspic

🇦​🇧​🇩​🇺​🇱​🇱​🇦​🇭​ 🇦​🇱​🇻​🇮​ Past- August 4th, 2032 'Desire is so sinful and delicious. Some desires are seen as acceptable, and some are not. So society will brainwash us. And will make sure that we do not pursue these desires. But the temptation is forbidden fruit, and sometimes you need to take a bite, even if you cannot go back to the light. The shadows are my home now. And thanks to the beast inside of me, I love it. I always wonder if I can ever be normal again. But I don't really care.'

She could not imagine her life without Justin. It was as though the darkness in the room swallowed her voice and knocks because no-one came to her aid; soon she could barely hear herself; losing all strength, she snaked like a ball against the door; and shut her eyes against the darkness, trying not to think of the evil that was about to befall the people she loved. She was to blame she had caused her to her loved one! She had killed her lover, childhood sweetheart. Was all the risk worth it? ***

My breath came in sharp, shallow bursts as I stared at Marcus's lifeless body, the pool of blood around him spreading like ink on a parchment. I hadn't done this. I couldn’t have done this. Could I? A jolt of panic coursed through me, snapping me out of my frozen state. I backed away, my gaze darting around the room. The shadows on the walls seemed alive, coming closer to me. I needed to think, to move, but my legs felt like lead.