Shadow Spin Dash Novels & Stories

CHAPTER THIRTEEN Cassian's Pursuit The ember-infused carriage cut through the night like a blade of living fire, its gilded exterior catching moonlight as it sped along the mountain pass toward Shadoweave. Cassian Holt sat rigid within its luxurious confines, his copper hair gleaming in the ambient light generated by the small ember crystals embedded in the carriage walls. Each crystal pulsed in time with his agitated heartbeat, responding to his turbulent emotions despite his attempts to maintain composed control.

Willow was seated next to the client, Cameron Shuttle, and her boss motioned for her to give a toast. “Here’s to you, Mr. Shuttle.” Willow downed the shot, the strong liquor searing her throat. “I’ll drink to that.” She had observed countless instances of subordinates ingratiating themselves with their superiors while with Roy, so she was more than capable of playing the part. However, she did not expect memories of Roy to surface now. With a returned toast from Cameron, the mood lightened. Then, someone suggested that Willow and Cameron take a love shot together.

While they all shuffled to find a seat I held my hand out to Devin and he stood up next to me before I drew in a deep breath and concentrated hard. ‘Shadow, may we please see their auras.’ I requested and I heard Devin inhale sharply as he squeezed my hand tighter. The light around each pack member began to appear. I looked at each one and studied the air around them; each held a different shade of blue which was a relief and pretty fascinating at the same time, but what intrigued me the most was how prominent and vivid the colour was. It was different from all the other times I had witnessed, even Jacob’s aura which I had seen countless times was different, also the lightheaded feeling I u

All of them were having hot cups of tea when they heard a whisper. The wind whooshes differently. It was the arrival of someone. The powerful forces. "Whoever it is...show yourself," Vlora did bot bother to stand up but took a sip of her tea. She crossed her one leg onto another and a calm expression on her face. "Maybe they are back..." Mambo said casually. "Ginger Garlic?" Caden asked with a narrow brow. Just then Travolta came running to them and blurted out, "Ms Dasher! Someone is in there...I saw a shadow."

As Shadow revved the Ferrari with a little more gusto than required, Raven slid the device back to on and mid-level pulsing. “Mmm,” Vixen shifted on the chair, inclining her neck to the side as if to allow kisses along its length. Raven counted to thirty and then changed both the pulsing rhythm and strength as Shadow eased the Ferrari out onto the road. Vixen slid Raven a look out of the corner of her eye and ran her tongue along her bottom lip.

The one where their father was now alone; without a wife. He parks his car in the garage that contains several others; a bad habit he had; spending so much money on cars. There was the 1997 McLaren F1, the Audi A8, and his favorite - a 1955 Ford Customline that he has never driven once but, this habit was better than the previous habit he used to have; spending so much time drowning in a bottle. Dash likes the interior of the house even though he’s sure it’ll be a sore disappointment to anyone with an eye for interior design. It’s minimalistic to the core with plain white walls and an unintentional monochromatic decor. Clean. Bland. Devoid of any personality. Too much personality often resul

While Bo has a shining white head free of even a single strand of hair and a short thin (mostly gray) facial hair and smells like golden spice. Gray is standing on the left side of a semicircle made up of him, Cordelia and Bo, with cordelia being in the middle, a few yards just ahead of us. Gray’s holding a long thick metal link chain in his hands, conversing with the two. Iselyn and I stop a few feet away, just close enough to alert them to our presence and hear the conversation.

Obstacles that could be overcome, but how? Matthias stood still and watched as she continued down the path and noticed that she turned around again, seeking one last glance at him before she disappeared from view. He knew right then and there that he needed to win her over and quickly. He needed a plan to win her over. Immediately! There was no time to waste! Time was of the essence. But how? Pure and simple, manipulation. Manipulation. Reader Notes: Welcome to the world of Das Schatten, aka, the Shadows. The Schatten can turn into shadows and travel through walls and objects, unless they are bound with silver chains.

She scans both of them and says: "Welcome aboard Kieran and Sam! I am pleased to introduce you to the 'Shadow Dancer': The 'Shadow Dancer' is a revolutionary, 22nd-century smart yacht that redefines luxury and innovation. With its advanced AI system, Neptune,(the Al android actually smiled) you'll enjoy unparalleled connectivity, entertainment, and safety features." she watch his face carefully. "Shadow Dancer's advanced network provides WiFi access anywhere at sea, ensuring you stay connected wherever your journey takes you. Its advanced video capabilities allow for real-time monitoring of the yacht's surroundings, both above and below the waterline, as well as real-time video calls to fami

The baton connected with the back of my neck, hard and final. Pain exploded through me, fast and blinding. My body gave in instantly, strength draining out like it was never mine to begin with. My knees buckled. The wall slipped away. Voices turned distant. Blurred. And just like that... Darkness took over.