Shadow Paradise Novels & Stories

His denim jeans pulling tight across his perfectly sculpted arse and legs. Marcus squeals in delight as Lucas scoops him up into the air and tickles him mercilessly. I watch them as a sense of peace washes through me. Remembering my time in the underworld. I had gone by so many titles since coming of age. Hunter, Princess, Wife, Twice Blessed, Cursed, Queen, but the greatest title that I will ever have the privilege to be given, is, and will forever more be, Mother. The End *** Foreword: Hi Guys, I would like to thank each and every one of you for having got this far. I really hope that you have enjoyed Shadowed Creatures.

a voice says, smooth and low. I jump about a foot in the air. It’s coming from somewhere — hidden speakers, maybe? I spin in a slow circle, heart racing. “Please proceed to the central island,” the voice continues. “Your work will begin shortly.” I swallow hard and step forward. The island is huge, glossy, and probably costs more than my entire education. “You will find controls embedded in the surface,” the voice says again, calm but cold. “Touch the panel on your right. That will activate the cooking modules.”

“Freedom. For the realms. From the one who twists your gift.” The Spire’s light flickered, uncertain. You carry both harmony and ruin. To grant your wish is to risk rebirth through destruction. “Then so be it.” The light intensified, a column of energy shooting skyward. The Hybrids shielded their eyes. The Spire responded to her will, threads of silver weaving from the sigils into its core. For a moment, Mia felt connected to everything—the stars, the earth, every breath of life. It was overwhelming, holy, terrifying.

“My soul and those souls. Now, you bargain yours too.” The room was lit by floating lanterns. Above them was no ceiling but of sky full of stars. Imagining the celestial magnificence of the entire universe, the vampires had their ways to reimagine Paradise which they could no longer be included. “There’s still hope for us,” Kristina said. “The Paradise is still present. There’s a Siren on the land. Whatever his plans are, there’s a greater purpose on it.” “If Paradise still existed, then this will be too.”

Then, their bodies dissolved into countless, shimmering golden motes of light, drifting upward and vanishing into the brilliant sun. I could no longer hold back my tears. I believed my own life would end with their departure, my wish finally spent. But then, the system chimed one last time. [Because Player Cassidy has accomplished a feat of redemption unprecedented since the game's creation, her selfless sacrifice has profoundly moved the foundational laws of 'Terminal Paradise'. [The laws have determined that such devotion deserves an equivalent miracle. [The system will return an equal reward—"Miracle Healing." [Congratulations, Cassidy Eden. You have been reborn.]

"I’ll take a strike team. If the rot is in the water, I can use the 'Holy Fire' to purge the source." "You’re not going alone," Ace said, stepping forward with Leo and Maya. "No," I said, looking at my children. "You stay with your father. You are the heirs. If something happens to me—" "Nothing is happening to you, Mama," Maya said, her eyes glowing with that strange sea-blue light. "Because the golden spark is already here." The ground suddenly shook. It wasn't an earthquake; it was a landing. We ran to the observation deck just in time to see a streak of gold light tear through the clouds, slamming into the plaza in front of the Spire. The impact didn't shatter the stone; it turned it int

Guru wondered what was happening as Spitfire's eyes grew wide and he backed off of the tom's body. "Guru, we need to go. We need to get back. These are a call for help. Hades and Doll were attacked the moment they stepped foot in Persiana. I could barely discern the message because flowers don't speak our language but I'm sure of it." As soon as Spitfire relayed the message that whispered through the baby's breath, he forgot it. It wasn't his fault. He and Guru had fallen in a very specific part of the Underworld. Used for both torment and pleasure, this level spoke to one's deepest desires and happiest memories and was enchanted to make little else matter. It was made to make a being want t

Captain Nora looked toward the entrance. “The Sanctuary is collapsing!” Julian shook his head. “No.” He pointed upward. “It’s not collapsing.” “It’s opening.” The top of the cedar tree slowly parted, revealing a column of brilliant light stretching high into the sky. Far above the clouds… Something answered. A second golden light appeared on the horizon. Then a third. Across the world, hidden Sanctuaries were awakening. Elias stared at the sky in horror. “No…” Amelia looked at him. “What is it?”

His posture hardened, eyes flashing bright silver. “He’s back,” he said softly. A pulse of dread rolled through me. Shade. Thorn’s gaze shifted to the tree line beyond the wards. The forest there was darker than it should have been. Even the birds had gone quiet. The scent of sulfur touched the wind. Somewhere beyond that veil of green, Shade watched us. He smiled. A heartbeat later, he vanished. He reappeared in his lair, deep beneath the earth. The cavern walls dripped with molten shadow; red flames burned in large stone pits, throwing hot light across the floor. Shade raised one hand, and the darkness answered.