Shadow Moth Novels & Stories

he revealed with equanimity, scratching his nose from over his blue face mask. My brows knitted into a frown of confusion, unable to comprehend what he had just said. "What in the name of the moon goddess are those?" "Raven's wing is a black powder made from the wings of a cursed raven," he explained. "Shadowbloom is a deadly flower that blooms in the shadows. Its pollen causes irreversible scarring and lining to the uterus, which disrupts the fertility of a she-wolf." The doctor's voice was gentle, but his words knifed my heart.

I looked like a blade that had just been sharpened. ​The Gift of the Midnight Silk ​When I finally climbed out of the water, Kaelen was waiting with a garment that looked like it had been woven from the night sky itself. It was "Midnight Silk"—a fabric made from the cocoons of the Shadow-Moths that lived in the Dead Boundary. ​It was black, but as the light hit it, it shimmered with ripples of violet and deep blue. It was cold to the touch, but as I slipped it over my head, it warmed instantly, molding to my curves like a second skin.

"Their webs might look like nothing more than shadows, but they will wrap themselves around you, until she comes and finishes you off herself." Marek looks especially uncomfortable. His bow and sharp, lethal hunting skills will not matter now. The Shadow Spider will not reveal itself until it’s victim is caught up within its web, which is why it’s so dangerous. However, it’s tricks are most barbaric at night, as it’s almost near impossible to see at night unless the moonlight happens to be favouring you. During the day, as long as you don’t get close, it’s practically harmless to the point where even my mother wasn’t worried about me stumbling upon one. "Her?" He shudders. "Why are you so ca

The journey to her cottage took them along winding roads flanked by towering trees, their branches reaching out like ancient sentinels guarding the secrets of the wilderness. From the confines of his car, Damon observed Aqua's quaint abode—a small cottage nestled at the edge of town. The cottage stood as a solitary figure amidst a lush landscape, surrounded by a canopy of ancient trees that seemed to whisper secrets in the wind. Its timeworn exterior, adorned with ivy and climbing roses, exuded a rustic charm that spoke of simpler times.

Every wolf for themselves- true lab motto. I run full speed and jump over them, jumping in front of her. I push her behind me and bare my teeth, “1005, where the hell have you been!?” she screams. The Shadow beings are nasty creatures. Foam comes from their mouths and their eyes are black and hollow. They smell disgusting and all they want to do is kill and eat. “I couldn’t find any deer. I looked all night, but these fuckers have cleared the forest of them. I didn’t want you three to give me shit so I looked for as long as I could!” I lie.

“I sometimes envy your hair. You should have been ‘Amber,’ not me. You don’t need to style it, unlike mine,” Maybe our parents got confused when we were born, naming me Izobel instead of Amber. She was telling the truth, my hair, sandy brown, and golden orangie shades matched my golden yellow eyes. The color of my eyes is the reason why I had to hide behind eyeglasses, although I have a sense of sight like a hawk. That was why I could see my neighbor very well, like I was in the same room with them. We have supernatural senses, which allowed me to hear them, even their heartbeat.

Crash! What was that? Crash. There it is again! The disturbance was coming from the small kitchen at the back of the cottage. Just then, she saw a blur of a dark shadow speeding toward her. Her heart pounded under her ribcage. The shadow ducked around the corner and into the study. It’s as big as a man! Scared but curious, she followed. It was like nothing she’d ever seen before. “Hello?” she croaked, her mouth dry.

I'm hoping to give it a more gothic theme rather than romantic. "I decided on making it a romantic fantasy," Nice, Christine. "It follows a teacher with a hidden desire lurking inside of her. She tries resisting, but her new home holds a monster that brings that desire out. And she realizes that her life may be a lie." "What's called, Christine?" I smiled at her question. "It's called The Shadow that Lurks Within," Jessica didn't say anything else, and we continued to look around in silence. John was holding five different onesies, all with different animals on them.

One could see just how frightening and frightening the strength of these four wings was when they flapped! On the back of this bug, there were golden snake-like patterns on its pitch-black hard shell, which were particularly strange. "Shadowless Demonic Bug?" The expression on Zephyr Khan's face changed when he recognized the bug. Shadowless Demonic Bug was an ancient creature that made people tremble with fear. The golden snake-like pattern on its body was its feature. This type of creature came and went strangely and silently.

It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed… Why? I am trying my best to move but I can’t. Why? Help! Help! I want to get out from here… soon I lost my hope… Unexpectedly, I saw someone swimming towards me giving me her hand and she is a girl… girl? I can’t see her face, I want to see her… who is she? It is so dark here; I want to see her but unfortunately… “Sam”, I heard someone is calling me, it sounds similar… I realized that,