Shadow Sk8 Novels & Stories

Turning towards her friends she saw they were totally unscathed from the sand attack. "Don't look at me, look at me." Kiara smirked raising her hands in defense staring at the direction of the engine revving. Shelly turned towards the direction she was staring at and saw a guy jump down from the bike, remove his helmet and shake his blond curls. Even from a distance she knew he had the type of bad boy look, a high school heart breaker. He was dressed in black ripped jeans, white singlet and a black leather jacket with black boots. She rolled her eyes. Typically motorcycle guy dressing, she mused inwardly.

“Or would you rather I trussed you up, tossed you over my shoulder and we played out my pirate and the wench fantasy?” Skylar’s mind created the image of Kade in a billowy white shirt, his gleaming chest muscles rippling like the sea. Knee-high glossy black boots gave way to tight breeches, which accentuated the size of his big…sword. His visage was topped off with a silky black eye patch and a shark-like smile.

"Get a small team of your fastest people together. We need to find those girls before it's too late." --- The cloud cover had been blown away by the wintry winds exposing the inky black night skies. Stars were scattered through blackness, Sparkling like diamonds on a bed of black velvet. But it was the moon that dominated the sky, her silvery light bathing the frozen wilderness until it looked like a black and white photo was as beautiful as it was haunting.

I demanded him. " Who told you that?" Easton asked. " I asked for the answer in Yes or No. So answer me did you or did you not?" I asked again. " I did, Mi reina. But that is in the past now. She means nothing to me. She is just a friend of mine. That's it." Easton told me while trying to reach for me when I was surrounded by eight of the Shadows that were stopping Easton from reaching me. "Are they shadows? Didn't they extinct a long time ago?" everyone asked looking at all the shadows shocked. They turned around and bowed down in front of me in respect.

It popped free of its socket and I dropped it into the open bag at my feet. I squinted, the eye scorching light from the other bulbs making the pools of shadow beside us difficult to see. Host-less Shades stayed hidden during the lighter hours, even beneath their violet sky, but that didn't mean you wouldn't come across the occasional desperado, willing to risk everything for a shot at owning human flesh. I dropped the piece of clothing that protected the new bulb into the bag and paused, frozen by the shiver running down my spine. "What's wrong?" Aaron called from the front.

This absence of allegiance seemed appropriate for a space intended to transcend the divisions that had brought them to this precipice. The Shadow Knight arrived first, his transformed essence maintaining controlled manifestation despite the temptation toward intimidating display. Midnight armour flowed around bone framework with deliberate restraint as constellation patterns shifted within his form. The forgotten souls integrated within his transformed substance remained vigilant but composed, their collective determination tempered by cosmic awareness regarding the significance of this unexpected parley.

At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her. She sighed, remembering the last town, the last school, the last narrow escape. The coven was always a step behind her, their sinister intentions cloaked in shadow but ever-present. She couldn’t afford to grow attached, couldn’t afford to make friends or enemies. But she knew this routine all too well. Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close.

We decided to hang out together and drink coffee near the school. After taking a shower, I choose to wear a grey mini skirt with a plain t-shirt. As I don't like to do heavy makeup, I simply apply some B&B's cream on my face, light pink baby lipstick and Lakmee eyeliner in my eyes. I watched my wall clock to check the time and it was 7:33 am. My phone rings, I checked the caller ID, it was from diru. I picked up the call... "Hello, Diru", I said.

“Torrine has agreed to ally with us against Dravonia.” The room erupted into a chorus of murmurs—shock, doubt, excitement rippling through the circle like wind through wheat. Skye’s face remained impassive, but his sharp eyes swept the room amid the rising murmurs, catching a flicker of movement at the doorway—a hooded figure, cloaked in shadow, lingering just long enough to listen. The glimpse was brief; the person melted back into the hallway like smoke. Skye’s instincts flared. He rose smoothly, weaving around the stone table with silent purpose, ignoring the curious glances from the Betas as Leander’s voice droned on about Torrine’s alliance.

Each of them formidable alphas from packs with unique abilities and legacies. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack was a tall man with long, sleek black hair that framed his chiseled face. His eyes were a piercing silver, sharp and calculating, often concealed under the shadow of his brow. The Nightshade Pack was known for their mastery over shadows and stealth, and Caius embodied that secrecy and quiet danger. His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace.