Shadow Princess Book Novels & Stories

She let out a shriek as she clutched her chest. I looked up. The clouds were still hiding the moon, not letting moonlight shine through. With a start I realized, those were not even clouds. “Shadows” I looked up to see shadows swirling in the sky. They had probably escaped the portal when Jasper and I were busy trying to distract her. That was the reason she had been able to fight for so long. The book was trembling but we needed more moonlight. “Goddess, help us” I mumbled as I got down on my knees and took the locket off my neck and placed it on the book.

The spin-offs are all under 70k words, so they shouldn't take anywhere near as long to complete. The second half of the saga is the next generation books, and is called the Royal Shadow Series, with the first book being titled Shadow of an Alpha (cover and synopsis already available online), and I think you can guess who it's about. The Royal Shadow Series will consist of 9 books, and then the saga will be complete.

My boots hit the hard ground, and I felt cold eyes burning into the back of my neck. I looked up. Kaka Obsidian stood on the highest balcony, dressed in the black and gold robes of the royal family. His face looked like it had been carved from ice. His hair was dark, but his eyes were a sharp, bright silver. He wasn’t watching Kaelen or the crowd. His gaze was locked on my left hand — right where my secret seal was hidden under the skin. *Does he see it?* A cold wave of fear twisted in my stomach.

Her eyes widened in fear yet she gutted back to step ahead towards the invader in order to start fighting off. "WHO ARE YOU, HOW DID YOU GET INSIDE?" She shouted at him while approaching. But the shadow in a spilt second avoided her contact to get away from her as that was when Sylendra opened her mouth to shout for help as an immediate alarm before the invader could have run away and escape. She intended to call the security but just in a matter of seconds a big hand covered her mouth blocking her intentions before she could have made any sound, her eyes doubled the size immediately at the audacity of the invader.

At times, I longed to discard this cloak, to embrace the person I truly was. But in a world where being a girl was seen as a vulnerability, revealing my genuine self meant risking everything my family had worked for. So, I trod cautiously, living in a world of pretense and secrecy, knowing that every step had to be in line with the expectations imposed upon me. The burden of concealing my true identity weighed heavy, a weight I carried in silence, trapped in a world where being myself was a luxury I couldn't afford. Coming back to reality, I rushed my shower and decided to get food as I was famished, the sun had long gone down and the moon was up there illuminating my room.

Kyra approached it carefully, feeling her heart race in excitement. "Perhaps this is the reason for the disruptions," she mentioned as she gingerly picked up the ancient book from the stand. "If we are able to decode what it says, we could potentially grasp the situation." Upon opening the book, a cold breeze blew through the shrine. The book was packed with mysterious writing and images of sinister ceremonies. Kyra’s eyes grew wider as she perused a section that appeared to detail a procedure for beckoning shadows—an procedure that had the potential to release a fresh surge of darkness.

No response. The power was building, reaching critical mass. If she did not regain control soon, it would tear her apart from the inside. I tried a different approach. Reached out with my own power, not to contain hers but to connect with it. Shadowborn to Shadowborn. Let her feel through our magic that she was not alone, that someone understood what she was experiencing. For a moment, nothing. Then, like a drowning person grabbing a rope, her power latched onto mine. The connection was overwhelming.

“The shadow world operates in a similar manner to the mundane world. We have kings and queens and armies and wars just like on earth. Your mother is more than just a shadow walker. She is of royal lineage. Your grandfather, King Rufus, is coming to the end of time for the use of his mundane body. When that happens, he will no longer be allowed to rule, but will remain in the shadow world as an elder. It won’t be long before his replacement will have to step in and assume responsibility. Alison, that replacement is you.” Alison looked at him as if he had ten heads. First, she was told she was a shadow walker and now she was told she was their princess? Maybe Vanessa was right. Maybe t

“My darling! I swear you are the most precious treasure of my life. You brought a smile back to my lips and made my life come alive again.” “We seem to match in thought. When I was a child, I built an imaginary shield that would let no one hurt me. I always told myself that I was strong and no one would destroy me. It’s just that I met Kevin and he made me an insecure, shy, panicky woman.”

She wanted her dad's secrets to remain unexposed. "We want the book!" The leader said, bringing Sunna back to her senses. "Where is it?" And she shook her head in confusion. The book? Which book were they talking about? "Huh?" She looked at them. "Which book?" She asked. This one had also gotten her off guard. And the men looked at each other again. She was not very sure how their conversation with their eyes went. "The Shadow Kempt Valley..." The leader spoke up at last. "That I'd the book that I want..." The other two opened their mouths in shock.