Shadow Link Novels & Stories

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

The darkness loomed around them like a cloak. Sekhmet carried an old-fashioned torch he pulled from a hole in the wall to light the way. It was a bit theatric and unnecessary, considering vampires and werewolves alike could see in the dark. But it set the mood for torture nicely; causing shadows to dance across the walls. A bleeding.

Amelia replied through the mind-link. "You don't have to worry about that, I promise, I won't get into your head again, I wasn't even planning to, enjoy your shopping and don't forget, it is either color black Ir sea green, nothing else," Shirley said through the mind-link, then she ended it immediately she was done without waiting for Amelia's replied.

"It’s the planet’s breath. You can’t shoot it, Silas. You have to Polarize it." She reached into her own resonance, pulling the "Void-Shadow" from the core of her being. She didn't fire it; she projected it around the Master Link, creating a "Null-Shell." The Stalker, suddenly losing the scent of the energy, faltered, its massive, amorphous head tilting in confusion.

"I was just doing what I should as a mother." "But in my eyes, you weren't Mrs. Torres or Robin's mother. You were simply Winnie Stokes, a strong woman." His voice was even softer than before, yet his words hit me hard. Sunlight filtered through the fluttering curtains, casting dappled shadows over him and softening the outline of his face. In that moment, a long‑buried thought suddenly surfaced in my mind. "Mark, I think I know what I want to do next. I want to open a—"

“Who.” The air dropped in an instant. Breath froze in their lungs, every candle guttering but never quite dying. The chamber seemed to fold inward, as if the walls themselves bent closer, pressing down on their ribs. Then, with a groan that echoed like bones breaking, the seal cracked. From its heart spilled shadow — but not like theirs. Not crow-black. Not familiar. This shadow was older, heavier, soaked in memory. Its edges gleamed red as if dipped in fire. A feather emerged. Long. Brittle. Stained faintly with blood.

Aria hissed. Lila bared her teeth. “Mommy will eat you.” Ronan laughed, but it sounded forced. He had noticed how strong the twins were. How their combined scent carried pure alpha power mixed with something ancient and dangerous. The drive back to Shadowthorn territory took six hours. When the familiar pine forest swallowed the road, Aria’s scar burned hotter. The mate bond,shattered and silent for years,suddenly throbbed like a fresh wound. Kael was close. She could feel him. That dark, possessive pull wrapped around her throat even from miles away.

"This is just absurd. Our company provides a full set of clothing to the students we sponsor every year, including underwear. It's all part of our charity work. Do you need me to pull up the company's purchase records to prove it? "Also, about this supposed 'hush money' you keep mentioning, take a good look. The money came from the Jones Group Charity Foundation. "Ms. Lewis, enlighten me, what kind of criminal would use a company's charity account to send 'hush money'?"