Shadow Novels Novels & Stories

Blood in the Keep The air fractured into shards of motion and light. One heartbeat the Keep stood solid and still—ancient stones, flickering torches, whispers of old power—and the next, it was chaos incarnate. The first of the Shadow Division emerged from the darkness like wraiths, their movements too fast, too silent. Each one was draped in armor that seemed to drink the light around them, their faces obscured behind glassy masks. I couldn’t sense their heartbeats. That was the worst part—they moved like ghosts, soundless, scentless.

Her grief gave birth to the wrath that tainted her as the change took hold. It wasn’t long before she caught up with Daniel and the others. Her mind went to Ava. The woman told her of a plan. One that would see Penny being whole again. Ava needed to live. She needed to retrieve the Book of Shadows. Everything rested on her and the book. What the rest of them had to do was stay alive and keep each other safe. The shadows used themselves as projectiles, rocketing towards Penny. Since they could not render her soulless, they came at her to cause physical injury. Penny allowed her anger to feed her strength.

I shot back. His eyes narrowed. “You said you didn’t do it.” The words hung in the air. My expression flickered, just for a second. He saw it. I know he did. “What was that? What didn’t you do?” I remained silent. Not because I didn’t have an answer. But because it wasn’t his to hear. He circled the bed slowly, like a hunter before devouring its prey. “Solitary affects everyone. Some break loudly. Some quietly. But they all break eventually.”

I have to take it by force. The next moment, a gun is pulled on us. Three men from the Shadowfang are pointing at us. What's more, they don't even hesitate - three gunshots and three people are on the floor dead already. I look to see the officials from the Romano mafia empire, three of them wasted. All of a sudden, they aren't even stalling - they are here for the kill, simply the kill. I know that guns are pointed at me also, but I hit the floor immediately in shock at the terror that's unfolding, and I make sure that I don't give them the opportunity to shoot at me so openly.

Book 2: Crown of Shadows Chapter 1: The Departure The carriage door closed with finality that echoed through her chest like a death knell. Through crystal-clear windows enhanced with court magic far beyond territorial capabilities, she watched Shadoweave's spires fade into pre-dawn mist. Each familiar landmark disappeared with the inexorable permanence of choices that couldn't be unmade.

A kingdom that looked like what it was — something dead pretending to live, something wrong pretending to be a world. He crossed into vampire territory at dawn, three days out from the human palace, wearing the plain clothes of a travelling servant and carrying papers that named him Renn, employed by a merchant house that did not exist. The border wasn't marked with walls or watchtowers. Just a shift in the road — the stones better-laid, the trees on either side older and unmolested, and a quiet that was different from the quiet he was used to. Not the quiet of absence. The quiet of something that had been left alone long enough to settle into itself. He kept walking.

But on a Saturday afternoon in late spring she was in the garden practicing a shadow flower variation that she had been working on for three weeks, and something happened that was not any version of what she had been attempting, and instead of dissolving into the usual failure it persisted, and then expanded, and then became something else entirely. Adrian found her an hour later standing in the center of what had been a perfectly ordinary section of the palace garden and was now something he did not have a name for. Shadow bloomed from the ground and the air simultaneously, dark flowers that held their shape with more substance than they had any right to — not Cassian's shadows, not borrowe

“Did the Shade escape?" Man made light couldn’t kill a shade, not like the UV rays of the sun, but it still produced an impenetrable barrier, so fending them off was as simple as keeping your lights turned on and avoiding dark corners. But a Shadow Man, someone who’d been taken by a shade? Sure, you could kill their human host as easily as the next human but that just forced the unharmed shade out of its dead flesh and into the next closes body. Yours. If you were lucky enough to to be too far away or surrounded by light the shade would disappear into the shadows, lurking there until the next poor soul ventured within reach. It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how th

I demanded him. " Who told you that?" Easton asked. " I asked for the answer in Yes or No. So answer me did you or did you not?" I asked again. " I did, Mi reina. But that is in the past now. She means nothing to me. She is just a friend of mine. That's it." Easton told me while trying to reach for me when I was surrounded by eight of the Shadows that were stopping Easton from reaching me. "Are they shadows? Didn't they extinct a long time ago?" everyone asked looking at all the shadows shocked. They turned around and bowed down in front of me in respect.

Hunters. “Shadowthorn sends a message!” one roared. “The Alpha wants his heirs!” Aria shoved the twins behind her, blades already drawn. “Over my dead body.” Luka’s shadows flared. Lila growled, tiny body vibrating with power. The lead hunter lunged. Aria met him mid air, driving both blades into his chest. Hot blood sprayed across her face. She twisted, using his momentum to slam him into the second attacker. Luka’s shadows wrapped the third wolf’s legs, yanking him down. Lila pounced, ripping out his throat with a snarl that was far too mature for her age.