Shadow Princess Book Novels & Stories

Dark’s words suddenly came back to me, “You’re trapped here Sophia, somewhere in the confines of the Moon Shadow pack lays an unconscious body which will soon be surrounded by helpless souls with no idea how to wake their precious Moon Goddess.” “Shit!” I cursed aloud.

The prince’s eyes lit up in surprise and fury, and even Dahlia, who was so frigid before I spoke, looked alarmed and frightened. “I am guilty, my prince. I was doing something bad behind your back, and I was also in Payn yesterday.” “Then you, scoundrel – you admit you’re that Shadow wolf?!” “Shadow wolf,” I said, laughing softly, “Shadow wolf? Are you referring to the wolves of the Shadow Rune Pack? Aren’t they just some fairytale, Prince Kaist? I didn’t take you as someone who believes in make-believe stories.” The prince, perhaps losing his cool already, suddenly seized me by the collar.

*We have to leave… now. I felt her nod in agreement, but she didn't say anything else. I pulled the wool cloak around myself and walked toward the balcony. The tall doors opened onto the mountain cliffs surrounding the estate. Before tonight, there would have been no way for me to escape. The perimeter was guarded by elite shadow bound Lycan warriors, and beyond them was a drop of several hundred feet onto jagged rocks. But things had changed. The necklace hadn’t only given me my memories back, it had broken the seals that had been holding my core down.

My eyes landed on books, portions, maps, carved objects and barrels that contained pepper red substances. “What’s this place?” I curiously asked. “We call it the dark room, it contains everything you need to know about Shadowclaw. The book over there is yours to read. It will give you instructions on how to help him.” He answered. I picked the book which was titled ‘LUNA’ and walked out.

Soon after, Queen Suna's personal maids came into her room, bathed her gently and respectfully dressed her up in her night rope. Making sure she was alone, Suna walked towards the bookshelf by the side of her room. With eyes glued on books neatly arranged, her eyes fell on a book with a brown leather cover. Carefully she held the spell book and her eyes glittered in satisfaction. She walked towards her mirror, looked at her reflection and back to the book. With long pointed and piercing nails, she flipped through the pages of the book and her eyes rested on a page filled with spell words.

The closer we got the more I could feel the darkness seeping from the book. 'That's the shadow book. Our contracts can be found in that book. They can be made and broken through that book. Make sure no one ever finds it here. They'll want to take it.' Shade informed me. I stepped closer, really curious now. I laid my hand over the glass, peering down at the book and reading the Latin words umbra. The book opened beneath the glass when I spoke the word. It flipped to a page with Shade's name on it. There was a tiny baby handprint in blood…my blood, my baby hand.

Thus, he changed his mind and nodded as if he was curious all along. Shadow clasped her fingers together and said singly. “I am Shadow, the princess of Leo, the beloved mediator. Oh la la, oh la la, oh la la.” It was terrible even for her. It was also awkward if she didn’t finish her entire made-up song so she finished it in a single breath. Shamelessly. ‘Leo?’ He didn’t know any Leo unless she was speaking about the…zodiac symbol. ‘Lion family!’ Shadow clapped. “Correct. Hurray!”

I nod and look around. “Where is the book?” I ask. She wasn’t carrying anything when she entered the room. “I always carry it with me, you just can’t see it,” Shanna explains. She mutters a couple of strange words, holds out her hand, and a book appears and falls onto it. The cover is fine leather engraved with a vine-like design that swirls around the edges of a large picture. The picture depicts a woman standing with her arms stretched up above her head. Above her, there are stars in the sky and I swear I see one twinkle. Shanna opens to the first page and I am stunned to see a spell.

She wasn't there; she didn't see it happen when I watched my shadow snap his neck in self-defense. "You’re not sure," I counter. "I am," she insists, her gaze steady and full of reassurance, almost making me feel foolish for fearing a book. Taking a deep breath, I finally open the book. It seems to anticipate my needs, flipping pages on its own until it stops at a peculiar drawing—a girl with long hair standing hands on hips, with her shadow beside her, rendered in dark charcoal as if to mirror her.

They had already gone through ten books, but Syanna felt like it was right under her nose. Then it hit her. Right under her nose. She glanced down at the spot she took the dragon book from, skimming the shelf for anything about vampires. Her heart leapt when she spotted a red book, with black lines all connecting to the centre where a ‘V’ sat. “This has to be it,” she mumbled to herself. “It has to be.” But as she tried to pry It open, the book wouldn’t budge. She dug her fingers between the pages, trying desperately to get it open, but it wouldn’t move.