Shadow Rider Series Novels & Stories

Eli shouted, breaking away from his fight with Kane to rush to her side. Together, they attacked the shadow, their combined strength forcing it back. But it wasn’t enough. As the shadow pressed forward, a sudden howl rang out. The silver wolf appeared, its crescent mark glowing brightly in the darkness. It charged at the shadow, its light merging with Lyla’s as they struck together. The shadow let out a deafening roar, its form beginning to crumble. “You are not alone,” the wolf’s voice echoed in Lyla’s mind. With one final surge of energy, Lyla and the silver wolf unleashed a wave of light that engulfed the shadow. When the light faded, the shadow was gone.

His body covered mine, warm and solid and desperate. “Rayna, move!” he barked, hauling me up. I forced my shaking legs beneath me, but the shadows lunged again, faster this time. I threw up my hands instinctively - silver light blasted outward, forming a barrier that cracked under the weight of Nythera’s assault. My vision blurred. My mark pulsed in agony. She laughed again. “You think light will protect you? Light dies first.” The barrier shattered. Damon roared and leapt between us, claws glowing with the force of his shift. He slashed at the shadows, his strikes fueled by pure rage. Silver sparks burst where he hit, but the shadows kept coming.

Collins scolds her, but to her credit, she actually shuts up and turns expectant eyes on Ansel. “I was doing some research about the shadow god for a school project, and asked her to get some info for me. She couldn’t get it because he wasn’t around at that time, but she had a little information that I also had, except some of the details were different. I learnt that the shadow god was an abomination, born from an unholy ritual. The son of the god of death and the moon goddess.” “Wh…” Tali begins, but is cut off when Collins puts his hand over her mouth, effectively silencing her.

Chandler's legs gave way, and he sank to the floor. He stared blankly at the blood-covered flesh on his hand, murmuring, “It’s really her, it’s really her… “How could this happen?” He asked as he gazed at Ben, his eyes bloodshot, panic and anger surging within him. With a wave of his arm, he sent everything nearby crashing to the ground. Then, he seized Ben’s collar. “Bring me all the data on A167!” His voice trembled as he sank into despair. “Wasn’t it said that the special drug was supposed to be effective?”

The first wave of shadowy figures descended upon them, their forms shifting and undulating. Luna unleashed a powerful burst of magic, her energy illuminating the darkness. The shadowy figures recoiled, their forms dissipating under the force of her attack. Asher, beside her, transformed into his werewolf form, his claws slashing through the air with precision. The battle intensified as more shadowy figures emerged from the depths of the structure. Their movements were eerily fluid, making them difficult to predict and counter. Luna’s allies fought bravely, their skills honed from months of training. Jarek, the seasoned warrior, moved with the grace of a predator, his blade cutting through th

he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “I'm going to kill you!” she growled, trying to claw at his face. “Not today, and I'd be careful on the threats, your best friend will be next if you decide to disobey me again,” he said pushing her away. “We're always watching, now that I know how to summon you, maybe I'll punish you, there for a while,” he said before disappearing. Abey looked down at her Grandfather. The Chief wandered close by. “This is a bad omen, you must leave. You are plagued by Shadows, scat, scat.” he hissed at her.

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.

Ah~ there’s no self-interest. Shadow flipped her hair to the back and placed her hand on her chest. “My name is Shadow. The former emperor of the Underworld. Currently, I am the mediator of the three worlds. As someone who has been acknowledged to safe keep the harmony between all worlds, my judgment will benefit The Unknown, if not my siblings.

It’s the first time I’ve seen the shadows in the light, and the effect is even more eerie because my brain knows they should vanish—but they don’t. The fourth shadow appears from nowhere and launches at me again. I whip my knife out of the holster at my hip and lash out at the dark shape. Even though I don’t miss, the blade slices right through the shadow without doing a bit of damage. “Son of a bitch!” I duck another darting attack, then do a tuck and roll away from the beds toward where the feral shifters are fighting their shadows.

Behind him were many followers dressed the same as him. Latrusse frowned at the sight. Lemuel asked, “What’s wrong?” “It’s the Shadowers,” said Latrusse. James asked, “Shadowers?” Latrusse explained in a hushed tone, “You know about the Dark World’s Four Ancient Races, right? On the surface, they are the strongest existences here. However, many mysterious organizations and forces exist in the dark. Even the Four Ancient Races are wary of them. The Shadowers are one of them. They are an assassin guild that will help you kill anyone as long as the price is right. They would even assassinate the Yefteros’ Great Elder, Halianor, if you pay them enough.”