Shadow Man Book Novels & Stories

I felt Samael's eyes on me, piercing his surroundings as he lay in wait. Something shifted. The nephelim corpse gasped. I nearly shrieked as her mouth lolled open, struggling for air. Her eyes rolled frantically in her head. A black silhouette materialized beside her. The shadow man. He loomed over her, razor thin, with long, hooked claws that he drew slowly down her neck. She came to life at his touch. She convulsed weakly atop the plinth, tangled in the shroud Samael had given her. The apparition pinned her to the stone.

Samantha stated as Karisa was nodding at her. “Take your time, Sam. You know I will be here,” Karisa replied, looking at the book that her brother Sebastian used to read whenever he had the time for himself. The title was A Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne. Samantha never knew that Karisa was a Vernian. Huh, interesting indeed, Samantha mused as she smiled, remembering her reclusive brother who was probably busy with his duties as the doctor of the pack as well as an official of the Shadow Pack. Samantha blinked her eyes when she remembered the information that Karisa told her earlier.

Obstacles that could be overcome, but how? Matthias stood still and watched as she continued down the path and noticed that she turned around again, seeking one last glance at him before she disappeared from view. He knew right then and there that he needed to win her over and quickly. He needed a plan to win her over. Immediately! There was no time to waste! Time was of the essence. But how? Pure and simple, manipulation. Manipulation. Reader Notes: Welcome to the world of Das Schatten, aka, the Shadows. The Schatten can turn into shadows and travel through walls and objects, unless they are bound with silver chains.

She thought she’d pick up a light romance to pass the time away with, but found herself diving into a book about haunted houses instead. She’d just finished mentally chastising herself for feeding her superstitions and fears with books of that nature and was hurrying to return it to the shelf when she accidently slammed into a firm, immobile body. At first, she thought it was a mannequin, but she soon realized that there was life in that smooth smile and those sparkling brown dark eyes.

Nick wrestled with what to do. It was the night of the new moon and he should be returning to shadow land for regeneration and rejuvenation. He could skip one new moon with limited consequences to himself, but more than that would be a problem. He guessed his captor was a shadow person simply by the way he was being treated. It wasn’t as cruel and harsh as one would expect from a hunter who was simply waiting for him to leave his body on the new moon, so it could be destroyed before he returned. Hunters had a sick way of thinking that, since the body was empty of the spirit because it was in shadow land, they weren’t committing murder by destroying it. They failed to understand that a s

The closer we got the more I could feel the darkness seeping from the book. 'That's the shadow book. Our contracts can be found in that book. They can be made and broken through that book. Make sure no one ever finds it here. They'll want to take it.' Shade informed me. I stepped closer, really curious now. I laid my hand over the glass, peering down at the book and reading the Latin words umbra. The book opened beneath the glass when I spoke the word. It flipped to a page with Shade's name on it. There was a tiny baby handprint in blood…my blood, my baby hand.

Dell lays his hand once again on the big leather book. “What do you mean daddy? How am I so special besides being born a female instead of a male?” Corbin asks looking at the book intently before finally looking up at her dad as he stares at his hand on top of the book. “When you were about a year old. Paden showed up with this book under her arm. She told me that she found it and that it belongs to me and my blood line.” Dell sighs as he let’s go of his daughter’s other hand. Turning the big book around to face his daughter he opens to the page he had marked so many years ago. “I read this book and found that it belonged to our original pack. It was written by a Shadow.” He says as Corbin l

“I’m sure you already know how powerful that book is but I also know that you’d give it to me, you’d do anything for Ryan, that’s how stupid people Inlove are.” I folded my fists as I could feel the fire and anger burn through me. “I. Will. Not. Give it to you.” Her lips expanded in a soft smile, the book of shadows was not something to play with, it was the epitome of evil, it was more powerful than the moon goddess herself and if it’s in the wrong hands, it could destroy the world or tear it apart, there was no way Clara would be able to read it’s content because no one in this world has been able to up till this point.

It was the only way I would keep from forever being trapped in an insane asylum. I pushed through the door to the living room. The shadow man lay on the couch watching TV. It was one of those survival shows. His eyes landed on my shirt. Surely it was the bra part that was showing through that drew his eye. I mentally prepared myself. I had to do this. I shrieked and ran towards him. I landed on his stomach with my knees. He released a rush of air in a strangled noise. I must have hit something sensitive. As I screamed with rage, frustration, and probably pure insanity I also wailed on him with one hand after the other. He held his hands up to defend his face. After a few blows, he grasped my

A massive flame engulfed the Shadowman's path of attack. Alex stood on the Persephone's Folly Bridge and yelled to the millions of people gathered near the Ksitigarbha's Temple, "Brothers and sisters, we are not afraid of this Shadowman because we are the righteous sect of Buddhism that specializes in overcoming Shadowmen, so who cares if he is the sect leader? What does it matter if he is a sect leader? We can still kill him if we all work together."