Shadow Kissed Book Novels & Stories

" Shane's gaze was icy as he looked at her, his hand falling away as he turned to his assistant with a chilling command. "Take her for the procedure. "And skip the anesthesia. She needs to be awake for this." Joanna's eyes were wide with despair, her plea barely above a whisper as she said, "Shane, can't you just...not do this? I love you, I swear. I've had other boyfriends, but I only hid them because I was scared of your anger! "Believe me, please? You're all I've got!" Shane towered over her, his voice laced with contempt as he said, "You should've been behind bars three years ago. I gave you a break.

One moment she was powerless, the bond being stripped away piece by piece. The next, her wolf rose up inside her like a tidal wave. Like a dam breaking. Stronger than ever before. Wild. Ancient. For three heartbeats, Lyra felt power she'd never experienced. Power she'd never even imagined. Power that made the air around her shimmer and ripple. Power that made shadows dance at her feet like living things. Power that made the pack members step back in fear. Helena's face went white. Snow white. Her green eyes widened in recognition and something else.

His voice was so hoarse that it made my ears sting, "I wondered why that thing didn't scoop out your heart. Turns out, your blood was the best shield..." …… I woke up drenched in sweat, back in my bed. It was a week before the Haunts world descended. The gold bar from last night's burial was still heavy in my pocket.

I closed my eyes and reached for that dark place inside me where the shadows lived. At first, nothing happened. Then I felt them stir—curious, responsive. Come out, I thought at them. They obeyed. I opened my eyes to find shadows coiling up my arms like smoke, cool against my skin. “Good,” Kael said. “Now keep them there. Don’t let them spread. Don’t let them fade. Just hold.” I focused on keeping the shadows contained, but they kept trying to expand, to reach out toward the walls, the ceiling, Kael.

“So I’m your shadow now?” Damian stepped closer, eyes sharp. “You’re under my protection. There’s a difference.” The room seemed to shrink, his presence pressing in, heavy and undeniable. For one terrifying, intoxicating moment, Amara wondered if the danger wasn’t outside at all - but standing right in front of her. The man cleared his throat. “There’s more.” He tapped the folder again and slid another photograph across the table. Amara’s blood ran cold. It wasn’t her. It wasn’t Damian.

She collapsed against a tree, hand pressed to her stomach. She ran deeper into the shadows, the pack’s laughter echoing behind her, Kael’s rejection branded into her soul like his bite on her neck.

Restricted Archives. The sign should have been enough to stop me.It wasn’t.I descended. The temperature dropped with every step, until the air itself felt sealed away from the rest of the world. At the bottom, a single table sat beneath a flickering torch, covered in books that looked older than anything I had ever seen. One title stood out. The Fall of the Shadow Queens. My breath slowed as I opened it.The pages were fragile, the ink faded but still legible.Illustrations showed figures surrounded by living darkness, not casting shadows but commanding them as extensions of themselves.

"What I mean is let me shower first so I would smell good and we could make love before leaving. She only nodded. He grinned and kissed her lips passionately. She waited in the living room while reading emails from Shadow—Sabrina's shadow although Sabrina doesn't have her memories, her plan still lives. Now she wonders, who is this shadow? How can he work like this? It took her a long time to think. So she tried to track his IP address but it's untraceable. Could it be Enzo?

she breathed, “then I want it with you.” Alexander moaned, his strong, eager lips slamming into hers. In a way that nothing else could, the kiss was like fire, ripping through the oppressive cold and tying her to him. For a brief moment, they were the only ones, raw and unbreakable without any shadows or destiny. But the shadows didn’t care about their vow. The abyss roared louder, splitting wider, determined to remind her that desire was not enough to change fate. --- The laughter came again, cruel and echoing, filling the night with dread. “Kiss him all you want, little wolf. But you belong to me.”

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.