Shadow Cove Novels & Stories

He needs to find Falla as soon as possible to return to the mansion and warn the whole coven. “What the hell is that?” Talon asked himself with his mouth and eyes wide open as if seeing a horrible thing. A large dark smoke is slowly mixing up to the clouds in the sky and it comes from the place where the mansion is located. “Oh no!” He immediately runs to the village market to find Falla for he knows what could happen there.

Hello everyone :)... I want to kindly apologise for delayed update. I was supposed to update in every 2 days but something came up so I am uploading today... Sorry💛💙 ★———————————————★ Sam's POV* It is so cold here? Where I am? I feel I am drowning deep…. I can’t see anything. It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed…

Karina was covered in sweats, her teeth gritting as she poured all her force into slowing down the momentum of Hail’s final attack. Without another word, the other Nobles summoned their shadow. The blackness of its feature stretched until they connected. It was only then that it stretched into a dome that covered all of them. At the same time, Sloane called upon her shadow who stretched in the basis of her shadow. Before the dome closed upon her, she’d seen Sloane winked at her and she felt a warm sensation stabbing her stomach.

•|•|• A new age begins, and the cycle repeats. •|•|• [KAYOS] The Portal creaks with haunting whispers as I walk through. The shadows his my true name, enticing. Their voices are cold and wistful. They pull at my robe, and tug, grazing my feet, until I walk out and the whispers fade behind me, the portal closing. Only one shadow remains glued to my side. Alchest climbs up to my shoulder. I glance at him momentarily, my gaze shifting to our surroundings.

“But traveling to Vaeloria Isle in eight days is risky. We need to explore every option to disrupt their ritual without leaving the mainland.” Maya Swiftwind’s stormy grey eyes were glued to her laptop, her fingers pausing as she frowned. “I’ve been digging into Nightshade’s network,” she said, her voice taut. “Their communications mention sentinels guarding the stone circle. We could infiltrate their territory, sabotage the ritual site, and gather intel on the Heart without crossing the Silver Sea.” Kira Frostfang leaned forward, her turquoise eyes sharp. “My cousin in Frostbite says Nightshade’s patrols are heavy near the circle, but there’s a hidden ravine to the north. We could slip in,

(THIRD POV) Dr. Collins leaned back against the cracked leather seat of the taxi, her fingers drumming restlessly on her lap. The sky outside had turned a heavy, ominous shade of blue, the last light of the day smothered by thick clouds, and the streetlights buzzed to life, casting long shadows across the road. It was so much darker than when she had first left Ivy’s place; the hours had slipped away faster than she realized, and the creeping night felt like a veil of anxiety settling over her shoulders.

He sure knew how to make the poor Damian do his bidding instead. Nevertheless, even though Damian was inwardly cursing Alden, he'd spent two decades with him and long since considered Alden like a grandfather to him. Since this was what Alden wanted, he'd get it done no matter what it took, even if it meant sacrificing his life to do it. "Are there any branches of the Shadow Sanctum here in Cloudcove?" Damian asked while rubbing his temples. Kane replied, "Yes, there is one in Cloudcove. The branch leader is Benedict Hoover, chairman of Prestige Group, the largest property developer in the city."

Several lit torches were fastened to the walls, the flames flickering, making the shadows dance. He lowered her to the ground and watched her as she looked around. "This is the mating cove?" She whispered. "This is Kieran's mating cove. In here, your screams will be silenced as I claim you." His words sent a rush of pleasure through her. She started to turn around when she felt a sharp pain in her head. Shadow's black eyes narrowed. "It's the heat. It's hurting you." She gasped when he suddenly pulled her close and ripped the blanket off. Her nipples beaded as the cool air kissed her skin.

He would come, she knew that and Klaus knew that too. — and that was the problem. The car lurched as it veered off the main road, the smooth hum of tires replaced by the crunch of gravel which made Rebecca’s stomach turned violently. She tried to reach for her wolf, to find that spark of feral strength she’d felt in the clearing, but there was nothing but a hollow and numbing ache. The Moonblight didn't just dull the senses; it severed the connection to the soul. "We're here." The voice came from the driver who was one of Klaus's men, his neck thick and scarred. He didn't look back as he brought the vehicle to a halt in front of a low, concrete structure that seemed to grow out of the hillsi

Chapter 34: The Cost of the Crown The Seaboard Point safehouse was a brutalist masterpiece of glass and reinforced steel, perched precariously on a jagged cliff overlooking the Atlantic. It was a place designed for isolation, where the roar of the ocean drowned out the whispers of conspiracy. When Jade pulled the interceptor boat into the hidden sea-cave dock beneath the house, her body felt like it was made of lead. The adrenaline that had sustained her through the lagoon chase was evaporating, leaving behind a cold, hollow ache.