Shadow Princess Book Novels & Stories

her kids live. To Hell With Shadow's Words. what's the essence of following her words when the prince will still die... it's just as useless as how reluctant she is... Ayanna have been looking for any possible means for the prince not to die after their mating process.. But it's all Negative... Their is no how she will escape what's ahead of her... just like shadow said to her,, She can't escape the Darkness waiting to consume her. ★ ★ 3 MONTHS LATER: It's 3 weeks before the D-Day...

“I think that book comes closest to revealing her true self. It’s where she laid bare her emotions, where she poured all of her sorrow into every page. It’s my favorite because every time I read it, I feel like I’m drawing closer to her… like I’m beginning to understand who she really is.” Sandra hesitated, unsure if she should let their conversation go any further. But in the end, she couldn’t stop herself from offering her own thoughts. “The truth is… that book was written to show that there are people who would rather live as a shadow of someone else. No one is to blame, no one plays the villain… it’s simply their choice to remain unseen. For Shadow Lady, life feels quieter, happier, more

The irony was delicious. No more being on edge. No more panic attacks in the dark, waiting for a hand to grab me. I had a decoy now. A perfect decoy. All I had to do was change my hair, a nip here, a tuck there, and the woman Marcelo once knew as Elena Caro would vanish from existence. Let Rae choke on the lies. Let her bleed out under his fury.

The obsidian was warm, alive under my palm. “Remember,” the old wolf said, his voice fading into the dark. “The crown is not the price. The blood is.” I reached for the crown with both hands, the silver burning against my fingertips. --- Above the ridge, the figure crouched low, their eyes glued to the fissure. They saw the faint silver glow pulse through the cracks in the stone, saw the mountain tremble. The shadow had been waiting years for this moment. They stood slowly, their hand brushing a small smooth black stone nestled in their palm. They took a step forward, their boots silent on the dead grass. The time had come. The Queen was giving up her crown. And the shadow was ready to take

All she cared about was getting to the throne by any means possible. They led me to the end of the ballroom, near a wall. Then the Queen raised her hand and began moving it in a circular motion while chanting something in a language I couldn’t quite understand. Soon a small blue circle formed on the wall, made completely of light and then it expanded slowly with each swirl of her hand, before the circle was the large enough that an entire person could fit through it. And I knew exactly whom it was for. “You know,” Melinda whispered maliciously in my ear. “The great thing about Shadowland is that no one, mortal or immortal, has ever come out of it, alive or dead. So, here’s to hoping to never

She was screaming in the fire ball and I could smell burning flesh and I knew that it was actually hurting her but then she raised her arms up and the shadows appeared from behind her and approached me with significant force and knocked me off my feet and I dropped the fireball. I got back up and the shadows were surrounding me and I couldn't see the witch anywhere and I used the wind element to force the shadows to move. They fought against it but I put more power behind it forcing them to move and they retreated. I wasn't scared of them anymore. And now I knew that I could fight the shadows as well. And now they knew that. I wasn't as weak as I was. But now they knew that I had training. I

Ray stepped back, muttering something about needing a nap, and I slipped inside. The scent of parchment and old wood welcomed me. I walked past tall shelves and dusty corners, making my way toward the far end of the room. Elder Nyra had told me about the Book of Shadows. Said it held secrets about the moon and its connection to me. I had searched for it throughout the years but could never find it. I might as well check. I was scanning the shelves when I heard them. Voices. Two girls. Just behind the next aisle. “We have to go,” one said. “If we get caught—”

Stripping off my clothes, I left them and my bag under a redwood tree, then I let Rose take over. "Let's run to our heart's content! Then we'll take a bath in the river," I said to her. Under the luminous gaze of the full moon, I felt an irresistible force surging through my being. My heart quickened with anticipation. Closing my eyes, I focused on the power within, embracing the ancient magic that coursed through my veins. It began with a tingling sensation, like a thousand tiny needles tracing patterns across my skin. My bones shifted, and a rush of euphoria washed over me as my human form started to contort.

Her eyes narrow as she takes in my shivering form clad in torn clothes, the rumpled bed, as well as the freshly showered form of Xavier. “What the hell is going on here?!” she screeches. Her eyes do a once over around the room one more time before settling her poisonous gaze on me. My body shudders subconsciously from the venom spewing from her eyes as well as the clear knowledge of what she is capable of. With long, soft flowing hair, a voluptuous body with curves in all the right places, legs going for miles, and a face that the goddess has obviously- t taken her time with, Bianca is an absolutely gorgeous woman.

“What’s the meaning of this?” “I helped Clover Pack invade Shadow territory for you, as far as I am concerned our deal is finished. I want what is mine.” Sigrid glared at me. “Shadow Pack hasn’t fallen yet, the deal isn’t complete.” “I thought you might think so.” I smiled dangerously. “What do you think of my new friends?” He looked at them and back to me. “I’ve seen your offspring before, what kind of shake down is this Voldin?” “You haven’t seen offspring like this before.” I flicked my hand and they half-turned, it was all they could do now.