Shadow Glitch Novels & Stories

From the center of the mist, a figure stepped forward. She was wearing a gown of grey silk that seemed to be made of falling ash. Her hair was no longer gold; it was a pale, dead silver, and her eyes were empty sockets filled with swirling grey dust. She held the Shadow-Shard of the Mother-Lode, but it was no longer black. It was the color of a cataract.

The holographic face in the sky—the "Shadow Heir"—wasn't just an image; it was a weight. Under its flickering violet-and-blue gaze, the Oregon mist felt like a heavy shroud. My skin crawled where the scars on my wrist pulsed with that rhythmic, accusatory red light.

“Adrian… it didn’t even flinch.” The First Shadow stepped forward. Not walking—gliding. Its limbs didn’t move naturally, but in sharp, jerking shifts like a series of still images stitched together wrong. And every time it moved, the walls dipped inward, shadows thickening like tar ready to swallow the entire tunnel. Emily grabbed Adrian’s shirt, pressing herself against him. “Adrian, please—please don’t let it come closer—” He placed a hand at the back of her head, keeping her face buried against his chest. “Don’t look at it,” he whispered, voice strained. “Don’t look at it, Emily.”

Odhan agreed. "What is this procedure you talked about? Will it hurt her in any way?" Darius asked Odhan. "This procedure is called shadow cloaking. It can be done with all the shadows. If I cloak myself with another person's shadow, no one can see me cloaked inside that shadow. Only the shadow would be visible. But Melanie is still invisible, no one can see her as well. This procedure needs practice and only a selected few can do it" Odhan explained politely. "Ok, you better bring her unharmed" Darius warned.

The library descends into an uncomfortable silence, one I'm itching to break but I don't say anything, patiently waiting for him to speak. “Did you see the rift?” I nod. “It wasn't there when I left.” “And it's just the beginning. Even before you left, the shadows in our realm had intensified but we've been able to keep them at bay and prevent things from escalating. And now we have rifts.” Leaning back on his couch, fatigue washing over his face, he sighs, “Who knows what else will come? The human realm is collapsing, so is our realm but at a more obvious level.”

Nick says. I take a deep breath. If they have something I can use to know some more about who I am then why not. I'm gunna die anyway right. "My name is sienna. I'm here because i slipped from one of the ledges when i was climbing down. Ive been like this in a "morph shift" as you said, for about half an hour. When i first heard you."

But now, as the shadows lengthened and the night began to fall, Elara knew that those dreams had been just that—an illusion, a fantasy that could never be real. As she stood there, lost in her thoughts, Elara made a silent vow. She would no longer chase after illusions, no longer cling to the hope of something that could never be. She would find her own path, her own way forward, even if it meant walking away from everything she had ever known.

I watched Ella narrowed her eyes at us while the Scooby-Doo couple had these suspicious smiles on their lips before they turned around and walked away through the long empty hall with Quinn. "So..." I heard someone speak and I realized that Khloe had stayed with us. "How about joining us to this little game I created?" Hilary snorted sarcastically behind me while I glared at her. "What game? Chasing with the monkeys? Thanks but no thanks, dear." Khloe chuckled cockily. "Believe me. You have no choice but to play this war with us." "Who are you? Adolfa Hitler?" Bailey hissed, attacking forward but unfortunately, Tiana found her opportunity to embrace her tightly.