Shadow And Maria Novels & Stories

Not one to be outdone, I also showed him how far I was willing to go for him. Dorian’s gaze flicked to our clasped hands. “You think your little spark changes the end of the story?” He grinned, then turned to the shadows behind him. “Let’s show them how this tale really ends.” Shapes stepped forward. Mara. Her face cold, lined with silver scars that hadn’t been there the last time we saw her. Her hand gripped a whip of shadow. Rhea. Pale, hollow-eyed, but her posture was stiff with barely-contained power. Magic shimmered at her fingertips like smoke.

Marco asked. " Something awaits us in the basement." We both went to the basement and followed Fratelli into a room full of what looked like mid evil torture devices...Maria stood in the corner with a smile of satisfaction on her face. "What did you do?" I asked. Maria reached behind her, and grasped Sergio's severed head. " He can't hurt me anymore." She said, smiling. I looked at Fratelli who also stood smiling. "I told you she was strong when you picked her....she might seem weak, but shes strong...I told you she was a fucking Queen!" He told me.

“Thanion, Lord of the Underworld, Master of Shadows, Keeper of—” “Get to the point, Zeus.” Thanion’s voice cut through the air like a blade, his patience visibly wearing thin. Zeus chuckled again, unperturbed, and gestured around the room. “You know, for someone who claims to hate their title, you’ve certainly embraced the aesthetic. The torches, the black marble, the... ambiance.” He waved a hand toward the spectral woman, who rolled her eyes and vanished into a puff of smoke, leaving the faint scent of lilies in her wake.

I was standing near the buffet when I saw a movement at the far edge of the lawn. A figure was limping through the shadows, wearing a heavy cloak. My heart thudded. It was Maria. She had ignored the Alpha's orders. She had escaped the West Villa and come to the party to cause the scene she had promised. I saw her hand reaching into her cloak. Was she carrying a weapon? Was she going to attack me? Or was she going to scream the truth about Leo to the three packs? I looked toward the woods. I saw a flash of silver—the pendant. The mystery woman was there, watching from the trees, waiting to pull the trigger on the threat.

But there wasn't a marriage to celebrate anymore. The lantern by the corners illuminated the room in the dark evening. “You guys came,” She said as they sat down on the bed. “We saw everything that happened. I'm sorry we couldn't intervene.” Diana said as she placed a hand on Maria's back. “I can't believe that Sasha got rewarded for being a whore.” Maria muttered bitterly. Everything that happened played out in her mind. She resumed another phase of crying. Her friends pulled her into their arms, allowing her to cry on their shoulders.

His voice was low, vibrating with a tone that was hard to decipher. Claire wrenched her hand away roughly. She backed up until she hit the dining table, her breathing ragged. "What are you going to do at two o’clock in the morning? Kill someone? Blow up a ship at the harbor?" Julian did not answer. In the darkness, Claire could only see the silhouette of her husband’s sturdy frame standing frozen. The silence stretched on until Claire felt her head throbbing violently. The exhaustion from pressure at college, her new hours at the café, and the stress of facing Julian’s secrets had finally reached their breaking point. Claire’s vision blurred. The world around her seemed to spin slowly before

Alpha Barker asked. He held my soft hand as he stared at me closely. "Where has she been that she hasn't been found by Elena and Kessler?" Alpha Barker asked. "She lives inside the forest where I built a secret house for myself. I thought leaving her to live inside the midnight city was putting her at more risk, I had to take her into the forest when she was still unconscious," Marrock said. "Thank you, Marrock. You just gave me an opportunity to live a long life. I was hoping to end my life the moment Amelia is buried, but you've proven to be someone I respect and value so much," Alpha Barker said, holding Marrock's hand with his other hand.

THE SHADOW BRIDEThe next few days slip into each other, a blur of routine and unsettling moments. I should have known this marriage wouldn’t be normal. It’s never been normal, not since the moment I stepped into Camille’s shoes. But it’s not just the family or the house that feels wrong—it’s Elias. Every time he’s near me, it’s like a storm brewing in the distance. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, his words are clipped, laced with something I can’t place. Guilt? Anger? Maybe both.

"Shut up, you stupid woman. Who do you think you are? How dare you hit me? I am the next Alpha of the Shadowhowl pack. If you dare to come near me again, I'll send you to prison." Marcus did not watch his strength when he slapped Sienna. She fell straight to the ground. She looked up at him in disbelief with tears streaming down her face. "Marcus, how could you do this to me?" I was not interested in their drama. I wanted to leave, but Marcus stopped me. "Lorelei, don't go. Don't listen to this mad woman. I came looking for you because I realized my mistakes. I really want you back. I'm the one who truly loves you, Lorelei! I can't lose you!"

Heart racing, Vanadine sought the source of the growl, eventually picking out a shape in the gloom. The shadow of the citadel hid a great deal but enough light penetrated to allow him to see the creature that was stalking him. The syphia was one of the largest Vanadine had ever seen, roughly equivalent in height to a pony on Earth. Muscles rippled beneath its sleek, black and white fur and teeth peeled back from inch long fangs that would meet and cross in a scissoring action, rending flesh with ease. Eyes the colour of midnight skies regarded him with dispassionate hatred.