Shadow Hack Novels & Stories

Shadow opened the door effortlessly and looked at Ed and Archer in confusion. “How are you two going to get these people away?” He pointed towards the people piled on the floor. “Show off!” Ben scoffed as he looked outside and explained to Shadow “He must have got the Cloaking vector.” “Ha…. Ha…ha…. what happened to your face?” Archer burst out laughing as he saw Shadow’s face. Shadow ignored him and walked forward to touch the vehicle. He ran his hand on the sides with an almost dreamy expression. “Boss, I want to ride this.”

Malachi, eyes scanning the horizon, suddenly pointed, "There, in the distance! A shadow, out of place amidst this luminescence." The guardians followed his gaze, and indeed, a dark form seemed to be approaching, its energy clashing with the radiant vibes of the grove. Isolde, her instincts kicking in, said, "We need to intercept, and understand its intentions." Liora, holding out her hand, produced a gentle orb of light. "Let's use this to guide the shadow, lure it closer." The shadow, drawn to Liora's orb, began to take a more defined shape as it neared — a cloaked figure, its face hidden, emanating an aura of chaos and disruption.

“The mad Alpha approves.” I honestly wanted to scream. Asher stepped further into the room, his expression sharpening now that he had an audience willing to understand the parts of his madness that actually had structure. “Shadowfen records more than faces. Faces can be altered, illusions can be worn, bodies can be glamoured, and human identification is embarrassingly easy to fool. We track layered signatures. Scent, heat, movement rhythm, pulse pattern, access behavior, voice pressure, shadow displacement in warded corridors, and in restricted sections, even the way someone’s body interacts with old Blackthorne territory magic.”

“Then use an unconventional one.” “I can transfer a fragment of dark energy into a small object. A ring. An earring. Something the spy can wear without suspicion. The object will absorb sensory information — what she sees and hears — and transmit it to a twin receiver I’ll keep here. Limited range. Intermittent transmissions. But practically undetectable.” “Do it.” “It will cost. Materials for a shadow link aren’t cheap, and considering the last team you sent into Lycán territory came back as ashes…”

He would see nothing, and that would surprise him long enough for Agony to slip past the unsuspecting male unhindered. Shadowing was one of his most favourite parts of being Vârcolac. That unique skill of being able to bend light to hide his physical appearance, as well as to completely mask his scent had brought him much satisfaction over the years. It was how he had slipped the reins of his pack. How he had first discovered the Praetorians protecting them. It afforded him the ability to cloak his existence from those lesser beings surrounding him, with the exception of those Rhianna had permitted to see him.

The freaky end of days was coming. I faced the camera, my voice steady for all the people in the city to hear. "The freaky apocalypse is here, folks. I'm going to help you out as best I can. First up, find cover where the wind can't get you, subways, basements, factories, banks, any safe spot." Lights flickered on in every underground parking lot. The ground rumbled with a deep roar, setting the stage for Jim as he led his crew of infant spirits into a clash with the Haunts that sliced through the wind.

"This is just absurd. Our company provides a full set of clothing to the students we sponsor every year, including underwear. It's all part of our charity work. Do you need me to pull up the company's purchase records to prove it? "Also, about this supposed 'hush money' you keep mentioning, take a good look. The money came from the Jones Group Charity Foundation. "Ms. Lewis, enlighten me, what kind of criminal would use a company's charity account to send 'hush money'?"

’ Nick asked Every time they met, Connie discovered a new piece of information that made her hate why she looked like this other person who was nothing like her. Learning that Bruce empted his bank accounts because of her look alike infuriated her to the point of wanting to cry but she knew displaying such weakness before Nick was a mistake. ‘It was before any of the occasions you are talking about.’ Connie replied sharply