Shadow Perfect Novels & Stories

Below me, the world seemed to spin, a chaotic blur of laughter and mockery. Victoria's words echoed in my mind. "You'll never be loved, Kae. You'll always be alone." Tears streamed down my face as I gazed out at the abyss. Why bother? Why keep fighting? I took a step forward, the edge of the roof beckoning. Just one more step. And it would all be over. The pain would stop. The shame would fade. But as I raised my foot, a voice pierced the silence. "Hey, is that really a good idea?"

I am so disappointed_______. ‘Mom please, before you say all those awful things to me hear me out, please,’ Connie sobbed Raising her arms in resignation Lora frowned at her as she said drily, ‘Ok, I am all ears.’ Connie blew her nose first, speaking softly she said, ‘I just don’t know where to begin to explain things to you. First thing let me clarify these photos. That day I lied that I was going for lunch with Emma I was actually going to meet with this guy and he happens to be the same guy that I assumed had come looking for me on the day of Emma’s fake disappearance. The reason I have not brought him to meet you is because he is not my boyfriend, actually he is someone who has been haun

Nobody can reject her offer, not with this kind of body she has. Oh, she can't wait to finish her shift and go to his hotel room number and wait for him to return. Adam (fake name) came out of the hotel and started walking towards his right. Contemplating changing in mid-stride or not, Adam (fake name) glanced around the busy sidewalk. It was a myth that Shadow Chasers couldn't change in the presence of any light. He could vanish into a thick cloud of black shadows, right now, if he really wanted to change. Commanding the darkness was in his blood. He could, but there were too many curious eyes watching him right now as if this was the first time they were seeing the sun. He completely ignor

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

I have never felt so powerless, well aside from when Percy and I fought. "I get it. I swear you're just like Shade." I rolled my eyes. "Is that the name of your shadow?" He asked me, finally releasing me. "Yes. What about yours?" I walked back towards him. "Echo. Although, you really shouldn't let others know your shadow's name. I only told you mine because you let yours slip. Your Shadow's name pertains to the ability they have. Each shadow has its own unique ability." Al began explaining something I didn't know again. "For example, my shadow is named echo because it can create an endless darkness around someone. So endless that their voice echoes. I am sure Shade could tell you its ability

**SHADOWS DEN** The intense training outside continued as the Shadows pushed their recruits through grueling exercises, demanding speed and strength. The students were struggling, drenched in sweat, but no mercy was shown. The Shadows were ruthless, their methods brutal. Suddenly, one of the Shadows, a tall figure with sharp eyes and a hardened expression, felt his phone vibrate. He glanced at the screen, recognizing the number immediately. Without a word, he slipped away from the training grounds and into a secluded corner, answering the call in a hushed tone.

Sierra sobbed softly while the crowd looked over, whispering among themselves. A blinding spotlight shone down on Willow, making her feel like a criminal on trial. “Willow, apologize!” Roy was on the verge of blowing up. “Uh, what is going on?” Adrian, the birthday boy, rushed over to pull Roy away. “Willow has no reason to put herself in danger. I mean, just look at the state she’s in.” Adrian was one of the few good ones among Roy’s friends who did not speak ill of Willow.

"Why not?" "Isn't it obvious? Lucian's the wildest of The Apex Four. He never shows up for training and misses out on hunting contests, and even the Valemont pack nearly gave up on him. The princess might like to break the rules, but she wouldn't go for a bad boy like him." ... Thorne overheard that, straightened his suit sleeves, and held his head high with pride. Griffin and Rafael did not seem to mind, just chilling and sipping their drinks.

An image of a woman with unnervingly dark, knowing eyes and a cruel, painted smile appeared on the screen. She swiped to the next file. "Whisper-in-Shadow. A Fae assassin who can literally parasitize a target's shadow, becoming one with it. The entry says not even a Prime Alpha's senses can detect him until the moment of the killing blow." The corresponding image was a swirling vortex of darkness, vaguely humanoid, a shape that seemed to hurt the eyes to look at.

“Did you see how she slowly killed her? She looked like an angel— no, a soul reaper, actually, that had come to reap her soul. But then again, that damned woman deserved every bit of what she got.” I smiled proudly, my heart rumbling with happiness. “She is like that, sometimes making you speechless when you least expect it.” And this is one occasion when I didn’t expect it. Her action today really left a dumbfounded expression. “Of course, I’m still shocked,” Shadow replied, and after that, the mind link became silent afterward, with no bickering or otherwise. We just ran in silence until the sunlight now ascended into warm, yellow hues that cast enchanting patterns on the forest floor.