Shadow Daddy Books Novels & Stories

"It's a library." I look at the thousands of books that have been mine since Greystone died. "They're our history." I don't tell her that one day I'll pass the books on to my son or daughter. Having a child with Marinah means it's highly possible we'll have a female heir. The thought of holding a curly haired baby girl with Marinah's eyes warms my chest. "The history of Shadow Warriors?" she asks and pulls me from the dream. "Yes." "What language is this?" she asks after carefully removing a book from one of the shelves.

“He chased me like a thief, it scared me. I felt like I was compelled until I eventually wanted him. At the time, I didn't even realize I was in such a cage.” Cara claimed she began to seriously enjoy his wealth, all his money and attention, he was like a sugar daddy. It hit me right then. My dad used to be a sugar daddy to women in the past. Brittany just sat there with a quiet calm, taking in everything with a nod. At this point it seemed she had long accepted her fate, or maybe she had already known and could not be surprised any further.

Jayden and Kayden couldn’t help themselves. “I just have to find a reliable, smart and handsome son-in-law and get my goddaughter to find happily ever after first” Shadow mumbled as he plotted against both his boss and Frank. No one was going to cheat his goddaughter off her happiness. Frank “” Ben “” “Ha… ha…ha…” Jayden and Kayden never knew that these deities of theirs were actually worse than kids.

Adyatma's steps are not far from the same path. Shandy was annoyed and chose to go home because his monitoring had been half-hearted, yielding no results. Arriving at his residence, he ate lunch and took a shower to refresh his brain. If his brain is fresh, he is sure he can come up with brilliant ideas to lure Meily out of her hiding place. "Where have you been? Are you busy all day?" Shannon asked as her father was just getting out of the shower. "Did daddy cut his hair? Dad looks handsome!" praised the girl who saw her father's new look with a close-cropped haircut.

With the most innocent face and the most dangerous mind. Damon, Kael, Lyra, Draven, Seris—my best friends, my packmates, my chaos conspirators. Damon and Lyra were twins, children of my dad’s Beta, while Kael and Draven were the sons of the third and fourth in command. Seris, the Beta’s adopted daughter, had a brain sharper than any blade. Together, we were the Shadow Gang—trained from the age of four to be warriors of the unseen, bound by rules to protect innocents… but that didn’t mean we couldn’t prank the living hell out of our school.

Story 3: Yes!! Mummy, Fuck The front door opened. Footsteps echoed through the house, heading straight for the kitchen. Edwina’s heart hammered in her chest, but Olivia simply smiled, licking her shiny lips slowly. She made no move to cover the younger girl’s spread, dripping body.

Unfortunately, my parents had owed much money to a loan shark, resulting in them committing suicide. Every now and then, a debt collector would come for my parents’ other debts. Adrian had lent my family his assistance in this, paying a sum of money on our behalf. Now I understood. It was all planned. Adrian had wanted to use me to pry news out of rising stars and important figures to increase the sales and popularity of their magazines. I had let down my guard, only to allow Adrian to have a chance to use me! “We’re here,” Shirley said, stopping her car in a parking space allocated for customers. “We’ll get your dress and then head for some food. I trust you are hungry already?”

Somehow the dressing made her look youthful. Without a word, Violet walked inside and the three followed. Violet walked over to the table and sat down. She urged Cassy to sit before her. Zee and Inara stood beside Cassy. Violet May pulled up an ancient book the title of which read- SHADOW OF JOY She proceeded to flip through the brownish pages. Zee and Inara caught sight of different game titles. She stopped at the title that read- The Last Dare. Then she looked at Cassy.

She couldn’t even begin to imagine what it might be. Martin took a deep breath, “I want you both to promise that you will listen to what I’m about to tell you all the way through, with no interruptions, before you voice your opinions, ask questions, or flee the room. Do I have that promise?” When the girls nodded, he continued. “Nick and I come from a very old family that immigrated from England three centuries ago. When we arrived, we encountered a small, remote colony that took us in and shared its secrets with us. One of these secrets involved mastering body regeneration. They taught us how to attach our soul to an alternate reality. While in that reality, we can still wander this re

Natasha, fueled by her pent-up emotions, confronted her father boldly, expressing how he had neglected her during her upbringing, prioritizing his business and the pursuit of wealth. At the time of this incident, Natasha was nineteen years old. Frustrated by the confrontation, she left her father's house and rode her bicycle to a public space near a slum, almost like a playground. There, she observed other children, less privileged than herself, playing freely and joyfully.