Shadow Link Novels & Stories

Dad cared deeply about my mating bond—so much so that he threw a big party to celebrate it. When I got there, Thorne was already sitting down, nodding at me. Isolde was next to him, glaring at me with envy. I looked away, trying not to care. The werewolves below were all whispering and wondering. "Who do you think the princess will pick as her mate?" "Who else could it be? It's gotta be that guy from the Ashenclaw pack. I heard the princess is totally smitten with him. Even the Ashenclaw pack's alpha is getting ready for their big bonding ceremony."

The moon is hidden behind the thick clouds, leaving everything in a dull, oppressive darkness. I can feel it—the pull, that invisible thread that ties me to this place, this water. There’s something here, something ancient, something I don’t understand but can’t escape. I leave the car running, its engine a steady hum behind me, and step out onto the soft, damp earth. My boots sink into the mud with each step, but I don’t care. I’m walking towards the water, towards the source of all this, and I can’t turn back.

Lola Aida had officially stopped selling her afternoon halo-halo due to the frequent, unpredictable downpours, leaving me with absolutely nothing to occupy my afternoons. I was completely alone in the quiet house, keeping my mind busy by watching videos on the brand-new F******k account I had recently created. The profile was practically empty, lacking any personal photos or information, serving essentially as a blank dump account. I ended up losing myself in the videos for three solid hours, and the exact moment my phone battery flashed a warning, I plugged it into the wall charger and headed into the bathroom to take a refreshing shower.

Finally, I start typing. ObsidianShade: You’re wrong if you think the darkness can be worn like a costume. It consumes you. It’s not about being sweet or light—it’s about being willing to burn everything inside you to ashes. Think you’re ready for that? If you want to shadow me, fine. But you’ll follow my rules. First, prove you can follow orders. Click the link below. It expires in two minutes. Enter the city where you live and nothing else. We’ll talk directly. I don’t work through forums.

Determined to reach out to my mother before the next round of medication, I focus my mind on the connection we share. Once again, the golden thread materializes, shimmering in the recesses of my mind. This time, without hesitation, I reach out and grasp it, a lifeline to the world beyond this dreary confinement. “Mom,” I call out, the connection pulsating with energy. “It's me, Ryan. I've learned how to mind-link with you.”

Noah says, the anger evidently making its way into his tone of voice. Silence is the loudest answer. That in my book is just a placement lower than the ringing of a hung up phone call mid conversation. "The contract is already drawn up, Icy. I'll call for it to be sent right away." Liam's voice comes to my ears as I hear him make his way onto my balcony. "Thank you." I say taking a swig from my glass of sparkling apple cider. The night view over New York's wealthiest parts has never been a sore eye to glance at.

"Which is why I have you" Shailyn chuckled, putting her hands behind her head. She didn't need any packing anyway, Skylar would store everything. "I don't know where Shadow land is" she slowly sat upright and fold her legs together. Her eyes glazed a bright orange and a map appeared on the bed before her. She happily picked it up, instantly going through the patterns. "Shadow land is located in the depths of Galveston"

I felt their link forming within me as they said the oath and watched as smiles formed on their faces. “I missed the feeling of a pack link.” Oliver said with a small smile on his face, they were all too young to have had mind links so all they could feel was the pack link. They all followed me as we exited my office and I locked the door behind Ivy who was the last person to exit. “Wow, it’s weird having all these voices in your head.” Shane said with eyes wide in wonder.

Apart from these, they had learned three other important things. One was that Dark Shadow had planted a mark on each minion, including her 4 Star subordinates. Razor had crawled through the debris of the fallen cave to find Slender and Muscles’ corpses to confirm this. This mark was apparently not just a mark. It was linked not to Dark Shadow’s soul but to a device she kept next to her dagger.

"You saw what happened when you touched her mind in the ritual. If you wake that connection, you’re inviting the infection back into your own blood." "I’m not touching her mind," I countered. "I’m using her blood. It’s a Sympathetic Link. If I can create a serum that reacts to the Void in her system, it will glow whenever it’s near a fragment of the Shadow Alpha. We can hunt the pieces down, one by one, before they can reform." Killian looked at the vial, then at the sleeping woman. He reached out, his hand hovering over mine. "And if the pieces reform inside her first?"