Shadow Of Your Smile Novels & Stories

The world around me tilts, the edges of my vision going dark. “Rest up,” he adds, his voice distant now, like it’s coming from underwater. “You’ll need your strength for what’s coming next.” The last thing I see is his smile, cold and victorious, before the darkness swallows me whole.

Every post, every comment, every share was a victory. “They thought they could have everything,” she muttered to herself. “But happiness like theirs doesn’t last. Not when I’m watching.” Her phone buzzed with a message from Shadow. Shadow: Phase One is successful. Ready for Phase Two? Clara's smile opened wider. She typed one word back: Clara: K Continue

Inside lay a set of baby clothes that I had bought for my unborn child. Unfortunately, the child would never have the chance to wear them. The dirty soil and cake smeared the baby's clothes, while Chandler turned a blind eye to my mom’s desperate pleas. My mom’s frail body was curled in pain within that dark, narrow coffin. The driver, unable to bear it any longer, opened the coffin to let her out. When my mom saw the sunlight, her wide eyes registered shock, and tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. “Is that you, Mariah?

The lady sniggered. “I assure you, officer, we don't do anything other than making our patrons forget their worries,” the lady coyly replied and took a sip. “You seem to have a lot on your mind, darling. Perhaps I can be of some help. Believe me I don't take too long,” she added in a soft whisper and winked. Wade chuckled.

To confirm what I am hearing, I decided to enter and see for myself what is happening inside the study. I reached for the door and opened the door. The scene before me sent shivers down my spine; Anna’s dress moved up her thigh, straddling his lap in his chair, his hand held her waist, and his head was buried in the cleavage of her breasts. His other hands were beginning to make way beneath her dress. They did not see me at first. Then Anna looked up, met my eyes over his shoulder, and smiled. Before she started to act shocked, her smile nauseated me.

Shadows began appearing along the horizon, and the whispers increased. The smell of fresh flowers but none within sight, only grass. I followed the smell to an old oak tree. The bark was tough and rough as I held my hand against the trunk. It creaked and groaned as a door appeared in front of me in the trunk. Stepping through brought me home. But it didn't feel like home. It was cold, empty, with grayness overcast through it. Breath was visible in front of me as I took deep breaths. All light and love had sucked out of it. This time I heard his voice. Damian!

Outside the compound the night was quiet and dark and Shadowmoon was out there in it slowly becoming something new. Inside this room Ray's hand was in my hair and the bond was breathing quietly between us and everything was exactly as it should be. "The smile," I said quietly. He pulled the cover over my face. I laughed. He pulled me closer.

waiting. Because shadows... never die.