Shadow Hokage Novels & Stories

The night was warm but her skin was hot and bothered as she reminded about the imprint that had happened unexpectedly between her and Zack. “Hey, Sam! I haven’t seen you around a lot. Are you still working in town, masquerading yourself as human?” asked a warrior named Hunter Wolcott. He was the younger brother of the Sigma of Shadow Pack—a vagabond who excluded himself from the pack to serve in the army, Kane Wolcott.

When the man began talking, it felt like he was covering her body in warm honey. "I must apologize to you. I'm Alpha Gunnar of The Shadow Howlers. My head warrior showed me evidence that you had been kidnapping humans. When I looked closer at the evidence, I couldn't determine if what he said was true, so I wanted to do more investigating. Omar?" Alpha Gunnar looked at the warriors, and the large one in front stepped forward, his neck bare in submission. "Yes, alpha." He answered in more of a growl. "Why have you set out to destroy this pack?" Gunnar asked. However, it wasn't Omar who answered.

Then, he ordered his fellows, "Send them to hell!" Besides the low-level warriors, Qin Haodong had 13 powerhouses in the Covert Power realm. Yagyuu Waaka only had six jonins, and Yagyuu Yoshida's hand had been cut off now. He had lost all ability to fight. There was a huge gap between the two parties' power. However, a roar came suddenly from the sky above the valley. "Stop!" No one knew that someone had been hiding on the tree. They all looked up to check, only to see a shadow landing slowly beside Yagyuu Waaka.

“Aren’t you too pathetic now?!” Nozomi continued to verbally abuse her shadow the way it had done to her. It could have gone on indefinitely as her shadow was seemingly immortal. However, BaoBao interrupted their little session. [N- Nozomi? The surgery is done. H- Hikaru is okay now.] Nozomi paused. /Hikaru.../ Her shadow thrashed about and screamed, “Go! Let me go! Leave already!” “…You’re my SHADOW. So, you fucking STAY as one!”

SAKI Responded. “Let us meet where the stars gather, and where the sun has failed. The divine glass has been empty for too long.” Jared continued. “Yes my Lord.” SAKI responded. One could tell that as SAKI responded, he was bowing his head wherever he was. The tiger in Jared was beginning to find expression. He was the Leader of the Seven eyed dragon Mafia clan, drugs, death, was nothing new to them. But they had always operated under. That was how Jared got his nickname, SHADOW. He was never seen, never known.

Swisshh. "Damn it!" Hao Lo's dagger once again inflicted a large wound on the dragon-headed giant's hand. As a result, the dragon-headed giant roared fiercely toward the sky, striking all the shadows created by Hao Lo without thinking clearly. But it couldn't find where the real Hao Lo was. "With your body and your small mind, you won't be able to find where I am. Shadow of the Slayer King!" A shadow of a man with his face covered by a cloak appeared behind Hao Lo. The man held a dagger in his right hand, a purple-colored dagger similar to Hao Lo's, aimed at the giant.

"He's nothing but bones now, he can't touch me. However, you, you're the one I need to protect!" …… Jim yanked the bone arrow out of his chest and strode back to the battlefront. Every city camera was live-streaming the chaos, but aside from the wind's constant hum, there was a haunting silence. It was as if the world had hit the pause button. My mom stopped her tears, eyes glued to the screen. She watched as dark clouds swirled with Haunts, their rage shredding every creature in their path. Telephone poles were ripped from the ground, their sparks setting fire to dumpsters.

“The Veil has been torn, Shadowborn. You cannot undo what she has done.” He spun around, scanning the treeline. The light had faded, replaced by a low, unnatural mist creeping through the roots and stones. “Show yourself,” he growled. Power rippled beneath his skin, his wolf pushing forward, eager for a fight. The voice chuckled dark, amused. “You demand much from a world already breaking.” A figure stepped from the mist. Tall. Cloaked in silver and smoke. Its face was hidden beneath a hood, but its eyes glowed faint white — like moons reflected in still water.