Shadow Divers Novels & Stories

“Not in those shoes, though.” Kevin, Ethan, and I walked to the hole entrance and waited for the others, taking off their shoes. I tilted my head, peeking at the dark tunnel, scanning the place ahead, and checking if it was really safe for us to go inside. My eyes squinted, seeing slight movements from the inside. I was sure what my eyes were seeing. ‘Puppies!’

It popped free of its socket and I dropped it into the open bag at my feet. I squinted, the eye scorching light from the other bulbs making the pools of shadow beside us difficult to see. Host-less Shades stayed hidden during the lighter hours, even beneath their violet sky, but that didn't mean you wouldn't come across the occasional desperado, willing to risk everything for a shot at owning human flesh. I dropped the piece of clothing that protected the new bulb into the bag and paused, frozen by the shiver running down my spine. "What's wrong?" Aaron called from the front.

she cuts me off. " Dream feels real. Like it really happened or it is going to happen. And, that woman named Minerva is not ordinary. She is a witch and known as the mistress of the shadows that was killed by her aunt named Cassandra or Felicity." she finishes for me “And, the doctor we saw earlier wasn't the doctor but a very special and important shadow named Colton who was the second in command of Minerva."

Obstacles that could be overcome, but how? Matthias stood still and watched as she continued down the path and noticed that she turned around again, seeking one last glance at him before she disappeared from view. He knew right then and there that he needed to win her over and quickly. He needed a plan to win her over. Immediately! There was no time to waste! Time was of the essence. But how? Pure and simple, manipulation. Manipulation. Reader Notes: Welcome to the world of Das Schatten, aka, the Shadows. The Schatten can turn into shadows and travel through walls and objects, unless they are bound with silver chains.

Extremely strong, intelligent, and a direct descendent of the original shadow. Above officials are executives. Those are the shadows that have a quarter or more of the original inside of them. Below officials are commons and they are pretty average on all accepts. Under that are the odds, which are shadows that are weaker, but have odd abilities, like making things grow or making people laugh. There are also darks, which are like Nick's shadow. They possess a dark quality and crave blood, carnage, or violence.

The limp body fell to the pavement. - That's it, now you can work with him. He will tell us everything. The vampire says in a cheerful tone. - Sszzul, hide us from prying eyes, we don't need witnesses. says the werewolf. Shadof nods approvingly, whispers something, looking at the pin, and in a moment the four of them disappear from physical reality, hiding in layers of subreality. Light cotton and a breath of wind, that's all that is left to this world. Several empty beer cans rolled in different directions, driven by a gust of wind, rattling their dented sides. A passerby passing by nervously turned in the direction of the noise, stood for a while, peering into the dark alley.

The wind was making her hair flying around as it slapped across her face. She was breathing hard when the wind was too strong for her to protect her face from the debris that was flying when the helicopter blades were buzzing her ears as Marina was closing her eyes. She did not know who was coming from the helicopter as her blood loss was making her dizzy right now. “We got you now. You will be safe,” the shadow said as Marina was closing her eyes. Then, all of sudden from the blood loss as well as the wind that was blaring her eyes, Marina could not keep her eyes open and the last thing she knew, she was claimed by the darkness.

The sensation of falling into a lightless void was a cold, rhythmic weightlessness that made Verina’s stomach turn, the central atrium of the Shadow Market had detached from its moorings like a severed limb, drifting downward into the jagged, unexplored trenches of the Atlantic, she clung to Silas’s sodden tuxedo shirt, her fingers locked into the fabric as the golden light from the obsidian ring pulse between them, providing the only illumination in a world of absolute, crushing darkness. The water around them was thick with silt and the iridescent violet blood of the "Archive" creature, but as the pressure outside the reinforced glass increased, the groaning of the steel ribs became a high

Dull shadows started to crawl over the scenes, depleting the dynamic colors of the Crystal Scope. Cassie’s assurance was immovable. “The adjust of colors is in danger.” Birch’s eyes checked the blurring tints, looking for the source of the infringing obscurity. “We must discover the cause and restore the dynamic harmony.” We taken after the path of blurring colors to a cavern covered up underneath the Prism Expanse. There, we gone up against a being known as the Shade caster, a animal of haziness that sought to quench the vibrant tones.

Elsa joined her while Aiden climbed his bike and they rode through the bridge down to the shore. Devina got down from her bike so quickly and hugged Tara highly. "So what's the strange movement?" Elsa asked looking at the sea. "i think the Chimera hideout is beneath the sea." Sharon said. "How's that possible?" Aiden asked. "There was a disturbance in the water and i dived in to see for myself, i saw the Chimera swimming into a tunnel but he opened it With his print." Sharon said. "It's a human?" Devina asked. "i can't say but for now I'll say a symbiotic association, it's a human and a sticky black organism, i watched them split into two." Sharon said.