Shadow King Novels & Stories

“Explain it all then if you need to, but I am quite desperate here. I need to meet that man in person after everything that has happened.” CAWK! CAWK! CAWK! Suddenly, King made a fuss and flapped his wings around, anxious. “Are you scared, King?” Shadow rose, shuffled toward King. She leaned her pelvis on the table that King was on and hovered her lips just near to King’s side head. “Don’t be. I am more than capable of handling him. He ain’t shit.” Cawk~ King toned down and tilted his head. His eyes blinked at her, asking.

"The crown of thorns. Silas said the Shadow Alpha is coming for the 'Silver Queen.' He wasn't talking about my title. He was talking about yours." I turned around, trapped between the sink and his massive frame. "The prophecy in the vault said the Queen would return with a crown of thorns. It’s not a prize, Killian. It’s a sacrifice. That shadow entity didn't want to kill the children; it wanted to 'harvest' them. It thinks they are the key to bringing back an era of darkness that hasn't been seen since the First King locked the gates." "Then we don't go to the Northern Range," Killian said, his eyes hardening. "It’s too open. We’ll be sitting ducks."

I screamed, reaching for him. A pulse of dark energy from the cracked relic slammed into me, throwing me backward. “The gambit is almost over, keeper,” the Shadow sneered, its face twisting into pure malice. It pinned Kael to the floating stone, its claws vibrating with Echo-Verse power. “You want to keep the king? Then the Void must be fed. Balance demands a sacrifice that hurts.” Its obsidian gaze fixed on my throat, and a crushing weight clamped around my lungs, as if an invisible hand were tightening around my windpipe.

"And we have to find a way back to the surface. The pack needs to know that the King has fallen." "The King hasn't fallen, Rhea," Ash said, his gaze returning to the golden band. "He’s just... relocated." As Ash and Rhea turned to find their fallen brothers, the golden band between them suddenly let out a deafening, metallic snap. The violet smoke inside didn't leak out, but the face of the Shadow King pressed so hard against the metal that the links began to take the shape of his features. "You haven't bound me, little Mooncrest," a voice echoed simultaneously in both of their minds, sounding like a thousand dying stars. "You’ve just given me a front-row seat

"Breathe, Marinah." King talks me through the sudden rush of Kedorine 5, or K-5 as King calls it, that tries to shove itself into my veins. K-5 is the miracle that brings on the shift for Shadow Warriors and it's packed with other powerful hormones too. You can't catch it, it's not a disease, it's something you're born with, and I'm the lucky woman to be the first female Warrior in hundreds of years. "Inhale, exhale. Don't allow your beast to win. You say when she's in charge, not her."

clenches, strides forward, one holds her shoulder to pull close to oneself, roar a way: "Don't pretend to be pure in front of me, you have already been fucked by me don't know shame, still think oneself is the Su family daughter of Gao Gao Shang! " "I tell you, you are my prisoner at home, and I will have you when I want you, and you will do as you are told, and you will sleep in my bed, is that clear? " Su Mo by his violent shaking, only to hear a black dress tear, in the ear ring, skin exposure in the cold air. Su Mo hurriedly presses his shoulder, beseeching way: "today my father just buried, please, I want to keep filial piety for my father. " Shen Yiqi's eyes are all red, but his actio

"What, Frankie?" "I know who he is," Frankie never turned away, kept his beady eyes on me in fear. "He's one of Odin King's most talented hitmen. I heard stories from the guys that one man would do some dangerous shit when it involved the Order. He kills without mercy, a cold-blooded killer. Our people call him Odin's Shadow. It means you don't mess with Odin because no matter how you kill him, his shadow is always there to eliminate the problem. That is why it's hard to kill a man like Odin; he's invisible and immortal because of this guy."

I found myself lost and being pushed from one time to another amid different corridors and environments, Singer said "half an hour in the east corridor, half an hour in the west, half an hour in the south and then return to the beginning" and so were the hours of this day strange, I found myself wearing the white military uniform of security agents, at this moment I come across a crowd of servants walking hurriedly, they whisper something to each other and then enter a huge room, I follow them just out of curiosity, yeah It is at this moment that I come across the king on his throne, in the main hall on the west side. His voice booms through the room making the servants bow in a perfect line

The dagger clattered to the floor. Cassian swung his blade. The king did not even flinch. The steel stopped inches from his chest, frozen in the air, held by nothing I could see. You cannot hurt me, the king said. I am not flesh. I am not blood. I am the shadow you carry. I am the crown you refuse to wear. I am your destiny. He looked at me. And you are mine. The gold exploded. The shadow surged. And the bond went dark. I woke in darkness.

Five years ago, on the night of their mating ceremony, *Alpha Kael Veyron* shattered her. In front of the entire pack, he looked at his fated mate and said: _"You’re weak. You’ll never be my Luna."_ *Lyra Wynter* disappeared that night. She buried her name, her heart, and her scent. Now she’s back. But not as Lyra. As *Miss Wynter* — the most feared Omega Healer in the werewolf world. One touch from her hands can cure death itself. Fate drags her back to *Blackthorn Pack* when Alpha Kael is dying from a curse no doctor can heal. And the only cure… is her. Kael stares at the hooded woman and growls: _"Your scent is familiar."_ Lyra smiles coldly: _"Maybe.