Shadow Knights Aphmau Novels & Stories

"Alpha is the same as Beta and Gamma. It's just the position that makes us superior. That thing is not taught to all packs at home, even if you're an alpha. Skills and powers are taught here in Troika. The only thing that our home can teach us is the etiquette of packs and our pack's role." I didn't know that. Because I didn't grow up here. Only things about humans are what I know because that is where I grow. "As if you didn't know that Shayana." "Huh? Uhm.. I gotta go now, Kyla must be waiting for me." I rushed outside. Knight's calling me but I just ignored him. "Shayana!" It was Kyla. She's already waiting for me on our favorite table. "I already ordered you some food."

He was being watched. "Hello?" He muttered as he looked around uncomfortably. Something just didn't feel right in here. Suddenly a dark figure emerges from the shadows and pounces on him. Grabbing his neck tight in an effort to strangle him. Prince Ryder stared into those familiar cold grey eyes which were now a very stormy grey, as they stared at him without recognition. "My alpha". He called out in a choked up manner, not recognising his own voice. Alpha Ethan raised up an arm already shifted to a paw, ready to strike and prince Ryder's eyes widen as he let out an ear pressing scream.

I’m not anyone, I’m Aaliyah, assassin of the Italian mafia known as Shadow of death. There is no stopping me when I start. Every single last target had to die was my motto. If you didn’t plan to die any time soon then don’t approach me. But I had to restrain myself from killing the last one because I knew Dominic probably wanted to question him so I only knocked him out. I was back to normal and I turned my attention back to the people who were standing a few feet away from all of this that had just happened.

All the verbal abuses were unintentionally recalled as soon as he read all the reports regarding what had happened around the country. A sneaky attack. It was one of Shadow’s specialties. She had a lot of specialties and she usually was so keen to show off every bit of it. And destroying the enemy’s gold mine was one of them and she could do it discreetly until she had done. “What should we do, Amino?” In trembling, he raised his head and his quivered eyes gazed at Amino.

Alpha Connor Finley BlackPaw of the BlackPaw pack is starting to have an increasing problem with rogues. They’ve been testing the security fencing around the pack trying to find their vulnerable spots. BlackPaw increased their patrols and brought all pack members closer to the center of town where they had an underground shelter for emergencies. He needed help so he called a neighboring ally, the Shadow Mountain pack that was located about an hour away. Alpha Kelvin Shadow dispatched two squads of his elite shadow warriors to assist the BlackPaw pack.

"I have to own what I didn’t do. But I’m here now. Let me fix it." I lifted both hands. Her chains trembled, then burst into shimmering dust, scattering like tiny stars in the dim light. The triplets stirred, blinking up at me in quiet awe. And then the air shifted. Shadows curled like smoke—dark, menacing. And from them, he emerged. The Shadow Knight. "You will not leave this place," he growled, his black fire blade pulsing with hatred. I stood slowly, letting the magic rise from my skin like heat. My eyes met his. "Oh, sweetheart... wrong day, wrong queen."

It feels like he was being cut and clawed from inside out. Keith and a few Hunters and Huntresses cried out loud as the Shadows they were told to fight were beginning to fall on the ground unexpectedly. The glowing flame on their chest disappearing into nothing. The young man crouched down as well as the others. The men and women screamed as their hands flew up to their heads — as if they’re having an inner battle. Xaphar, a Hunter from the nameless village approached Keith, taking one cautious step after another. “Malakeith?”

The shards glow brighter, their light merging into a single beam. A rift opens, its edges pulsing with violet light. “Go,” Kieran says, his voice tight. “We’ll hold it open as long as we can.” I nod, shifting mid-stride as I leap into the rift. --- **The Shadow’s Realm** The air is thick with the scent of decay, the ground uneven and slick beneath my paws. The Shadow’s laughter echoes around me, cold and cruel. *“You cannot stop me, Alpha. Your children are mine.”*

He then looked back towards his pack and nodded, moving to the side, and bringing Amarah along with him as four from his pack members walked forward, bringing along some wooden trunks. “Our contribution for the battle that will come,” Gavin stated as the trunks were opened for him. He then walked towards him and placed his right hand on his heart. “The White Shadow Packs provides our assistance for the battle with the rogues.” Amarah watched as Clayton bowed to her father, accepting his offer while his pack members cheered in the knowledge that one of the strongest packs in the wolf-dom gave their alliance to their pack. “Where’s Uncle Gab?” She asked. Mr. Saville turned to one direction and

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h