Shadow Killer Novels & Stories

I asked Hawk, looking at him intently. He nodded his head at me. I looked back at the zombie bitch, then back at Hawk and nodded. “But you stand right next to Shadow and if she even looks at me or Shadow wrong or I see her eyes change color at all, I’m cutting her throat. I said, looking her directly in the eyes, so she knows it’s real. “Shawna, you don’t have to do this. It’s OK, I don’t want her blood. I only want you and no one else,” Shadow said weakly. I smiled down at him with tears falling from my eyes. I kissed his lips even with blood on them, but I didn’t care at this point because I didn’t know if it would be the last time that I would get the chance.

“So he doesn’t know we’re coming?” Gray shakes his head. “No.” “Do you really think that’s the smartest idea?” Ice asks. “He’s not going to know who we are or that we’re purebloods. How do you know he’s not going to kill us as soon as we step foot on his territory?” “Because he has wolves guarding the borders,” Bo answers. “And because you’ll be escorted there by a friend of mine who knows him. I set everything up, he may already know you are coming, but we don’t know for sure.”

she admitted. Brandon flew over to where the first Assassin lay on the ground, intending to take him out before he got his faculties back, but by the time her uncle arrived, the man was stirring enough to defend himself. A Hunter could always kill a Guardian, regardless of what sort of ammunition was in use. The only way a Guardian could kill a Hunter or a Hunter could kill another Hunter was with titanium. “What are they using?” Jo demanded Scott answered, “Titanium.”

Xander chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight. "Rescue, you say? Oh, how predictable. But know this, Dakota, the shadows are my ally. I command them, and they will be your undoing." As Xander finished speaking, the room plunged into darkness, enveloped by an inky blackness that seemed to devour all light. Dakota's heart raced as he relied on his acute senses to navigate through the void, his movements cautious yet purposeful.

________________ Author's Note: Hello my dearest readers, Welcome to the enthralling world of Shadows in the Night: Secrets of the Howling Heart🌙✨ As an author, crafting this tale has been a journey through the captivating city of Bucharest, where the ordinary and the supernatural converge, and destinies entwine amidst the enchanting allure of mystery and love. Get ready to dive into a world where mystery and the unexpected walk hand in hand. This story unfolds in the captivating streets of Bucharest, where every corner holds secrets, every alley whispers untold tales, and every character is a puzzle waiting to be solved.

He believed I wanted to kill him after his wife lied. They thought they were saving him, not knowing they did me a good thing. At least, I was free from that leech who, despite how I treated him, always clung to my side. My classmates then called him my shadow because he was always running after me. With his return, I have this feeling of dread that it would resume. It was such a pity the one I wanted isn't clingy, while the one I hate is as clingy as hell. When my phone started ringing again, I angrily answered the call. “What the fuck do you want??? I'm not freaking letting you come close to my damned house even if you beg me!”

Untreatable once it passed a certain stage. It described the people who used the blade. I turned back to Xavier. "They're called Shadow Hunters," I said. "They're not wolves. They're an old faction, older than most of the packs on this continent. They don't have sides. They hunt whoever they're paid to hunt, and once they mark a target, the target can't hide. The mark makes them trackable through any ward, any border." I kept my voice level. "Your scouts weren't killed by rogues. They were marked. Probably to send you a message."

I’m answering prayers they’ve yet to pray. For weeks, Lucky did this. Slaughtered, testing her limits and feeding her revenge, safe under the anonymity of her shadow. Killed, never eating, rarely drinking, the shadow giving her what she needed to survive if she would give it what it craved: the experience of a life ending. The shadow relishing the confused panic of these strangers as they realized this was their end. Those final moments of heartbreak and regret for all they were losing. Family, friends, dreams. The sweet simplicity of the stranger’s last breath. She and her shadow grew closer. And she learned.

“I will only ask you once, so think before you answer.” “Shadow hunters,” said the guy nervously as Lucifer outs the gun to the head and pulled the trigger. The other two guys are now on their knees, pleading for their lives. Joshua walks up to them and stabs the one on the neck with his knife; the blood spills all over as the guy grabs his neck tries to breathe then collapses. Joshua now walks over to the third, “any last words?”

Many were killed or seriously injured. Meanwhile, the leaders of the Echelon Vampire Clan were forcibly taken into a dark and cold underground room. The room turned out to be a secret chamber built by humans for the purpose of capturing and killing vampires. The room had walls and floors lined with iron and silver, two metals that could weaken the power of vampires. It also had small windows that could be opened and closed as the humans wished.