Shadow Mate Novels & Stories

Liam makes the shadow under his feet take the form of a miniature dinosaur “Okay, I believe you. But you need the specialty of the Kovo to supervise your training” “What is Kovo?” I ask “Didn’t she write about it in her journal?” “She didn’t. Probably because it’s not important” “Who the fuck said so!? I am Seth Remmick The Kovo: The blade that shines through the night. It’s a title for the strongest Shadow in the Realm” “So you are that good?” “That good? I am amazing”

To not imagine hauling her onto his lap in front of the entire class— “Malick.” The sharp voice of Professor Thorne pulled him back. “Would you care to share with the class what elemental traits make a familiar incompatible with shadowbinding?” All eyes turned to him. “…Uh.” His voice cracked. “…If they’re infused with celestial light or any kind of angelic resonance, they’ll… short out the bind and explode.” Silence stretched. Then Thorne nodded. “Correct. Though perhaps next time you could deliver your answer with less… panic.”

They just laid there holding hands, knowing that there were guards everywhere watching over them. Emma sighed, "That doesn't explain anything to me." "It's one of the deadliest poisons that can harm a Schatten. It comes from the root of a rare tree and is harmless to humans but deadly to shades. I will explain more later, when my strength returns." Sleep took hold as they were both still weak from the events of the morning, knowing that they would need to deal with Imogen upon recovering. Tomorrow, Matthias thought, tomorrow.

I projected the diagram I had drawn after my very first battle. “They control the shadows as an extension of themselves. Their touch is excruciating because their temperature is much colder than any other species. Anywhere their shadows or skin touches hurts like hell. Besides spelled weapons, the only other weakness I know of is light. It was like when I got Asry’s flesh. The light of my fire encased his flesh, leaving him vulnerable. It was also the fire the destroyed the black magic when I was unconscious. However, I believe the same thing would be a weakness for them. Being burned.”

"Selene, that shadow, it's not over. Whatever is left is just evil. It will hit us if we fail!" The golden eyes of Thorne shrunk. "We've broken everything it's sent our way. But this... this is different. Get ready!" Draven looked into my calm dark blue eyes. You will be pushed to your limits by "Moonbound... the shadow that stays behind is faster, smarter, and more deadly than the Void Shard." "Believe in yourself, the Silver Heart, and us." I clenched my hands, and a strong silver energy wrapped around me. As it got closer, the shadow looked into my mind to find signs of fear, doubt, and hesitation. The night was lit up by sparks of red, silver, and black.

It was her first time in love and she desperately wanted to feel loved. Fire blazed in Scar's eyes, and he knew what she was going to say before the words came from her mouth. "I want to come with you Damon." "Absolutely not," Damon and Shadow said at the same time. Damon glanced at his shoulder at Shadow , who he hadn't known was there. He was dressed in a sleek black bodysuit to aid mobility in human form, and to allow him to easily shift into a wolf if it came to that. Just like all the other shifters here.

I melted into the shadows, dodging each attack, the heat grazing my skin but never quite touching me. I emerged from the darkness once more, sending tendrils of shadow snaking toward him. This time, they were thicker, more solid. They wrapped around his arms and legs, pinning him in place. I tightened my grip, feeling the shadows constrict his movements. Hyperion struggled, his muscles bulging as he tried to break free, but the shadows held firm. For a moment, it seemed like I had him. But then, with a roar of effort, Hyperion's body exploded with solar energy. The shadows disintegrated under the intense heat, and I was forced to retreat, shielding my eyes from the blinding light.

'My name is Shade. I am your shadow.' The voice responded. 'My shadow?' 'I am the one that helps you control the shadows. The one that gives you more power. There is so much more you can do, but haven't been able to without me. Because I was taken from you at such a young age your body isn't used to me. You need to go to Kiran. He'll help you see again.' Shade explained. 'Why Kiran?' 'Because you don't have any strong bonds. The bonds you have with the people here are too weak. That's why they only created slivers of light. Kiran will illuminate all the darkness.'

Door 13 opened the second my knuckles brushed it. The room was transformed again. Lowered ceiling lights—deep crimson, almost black. A custom bench in the center: wide, angled, with thick leather straps at every joint and a padded wedge under the hips to lift my ass high. Overhead chains dangled loose. On the side table: warmed lube in industrial bottles, thick plugs graduated in size, the violet wand already plugged in and humming faintly. No masks tonight. All three faces bare—him, Shadow (her real name whispered once as Mara), and the new one from last time, who they called Kane.

"Remember to keep what you saw today a secret. It is for your own safety." Ibekwe slammed the door. He felt like throwing the bowls away but he did not want to return home emptyhanded. He looked at the sky, the sun was almost done with its business. He felt the wind as he walked past the broken statue. The shattered pieces had been cleared, leaving no trace of the afternoon's event. As he reached the path, he noticed that it was lonely and silent like before. The mangoes on the trees fell down slowly as the wind swept its bizarre cough.