Shadow Word: Pain Novels & Stories

The hand of golden light reached through the Shadow’s broken chest. Time seemed to stop. The battlefield fell into absolute silence as every eye turned toward the impossible sight. The golden hand did not resemble the silver light of the Creator or the black darkness of the Shadow. It shone with a warm radiance that made even the broken heavens seem dim. The Shadow screamed. The sound no longer carried anger or hatred. It carried unbearable pain. Cracks raced across its colossal body as the golden light forced its way outward. Every fracture released waves of darkness that dissolved into nothing before touching the battlefield.

She stood a little taller and stronger with her brother’s help. “I, Kydence Diamond Shadow, daughter of Beta Karson and Kora Shadow, of the Shadow Mountain pack accept the rejection of Andrew Grady Chambers, as his TRUE FATED mate in witness of my family, Alpha and the Moon now and forever. I am no longer bound to him as his TRUE and FATED mate.” She recited cutting her connection to Andrew as he fell to his knees clutching his chest.

No matter how hard he tried to be strong, I could feel the fear and pain in his voice. “Stop talking, Knight. Let us heal her. We don’t have much time.” “There’s nothing you can do now, Zarah.” I heard chanting. I felt a hand against my shoulder. It was getting warmer and warmer until it felt so cold I couldn’t take it, as if I was thrown away to the coldest part of the world that had me frozen in mere seconds. I shivered. My body shook pretty hard. “Why is it not working?” It came from Shadow.

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.

I writhe against the shadow’s choking hold, desperate to tear it off me and put distance between myself and that stone. But the shadow cuts into me. I can’t breathe. Can’t move. Can’t get away. Frost! Kian calls. Focus. Don’t let him touch you. The words no sooner reach my mind than Quinton’s magic plows into me. A torrent of darkness and pain surges through my body and soul. My already existing shadows clash with the new shadows that are being forced into me, and the existing pain and rage intensifies, burning like fire beneath my skin.

“Each Wielder have, at least, two souls. One for the shadow and one for the Wielder himself. To get the blood of the shadow is to get its essence. Do you get it now, or do I have to show you what I mean?” “I’ll go to the latter.” Rolling her eyes, she summoned her shadow. It appeared in front of them, its whole figure blinking. Before Kleint’s eyes, she pinched her shadow’s flesh, biting her lips as the pain washed through her like a bucket of ice. “T-This—this is the blood—the shadow’s blood.” Her eyes were drooping as she gulped, but she merely shook her drowsiness by thinking about what her father would say if she collapsed again.

He was completely still like he was asleep. I looked down at him and I felt him take his last breath and then I completely lost it. The pain I felt was so severe that it started to burn me from the inside. My heart felt like it was burning to ash. It felt like if I didn’t let it out, whatever it was that was burning me, it would burn me from the inside out, so I let out a deafening scream. The purple flames were coming out of my mouth, eyes, and hands. I could vaguely see that everyone around me was on the ground rolling around in pain. The cross-breed animals were bleeding from the ears before they fell to the ground dead. My hands were on Shadow's chest and head. I felt the purple flames d

I couldn’t comprehend the amount of information I had that day. I could see the entrance getting closer, as a shadow stepped out from the doors as my vision blurred, and I fell. I had nothing left in me; the darkness cascaded down around me as I was dragged into the abyss.

Then, the harsh basement lights flickered to life. The sudden brightness stabbed into his one eye, as the other one had a rod drawn deep and the man on the floor squeezed in fear. His entire face twisted in pain, as if even the light itself was another form of torture. The footsteps stopped. The man forced his one eyelids apart, just a little A thin sliver of vision. All he could see was the silhouette of the figure approaching… And then cold shadow that fell over his broken body like a final warning. “W-at-e-r…” The word scraped out of his throat like broken glass, just a dying sound struggling to exist.

Its eyes were as red as blood and its presence gives a chilling and horrifying feel. “The two witch kids...have you heard about the prophecy?” The twins looked at each other being puzzled. “Oh, I see, I would be glad that I will be the one to tell your fate...” The evil of shadows made them confused. “...if one of you succeeds to become the ruler of the separate worlds, it will be the end of everything.” As Falla moved her pace to her brother trying to hide at her twin's back, Talon eventually vanished and was nowhere to be found. The evil of shadows moved closer in her direction. She feels heaviness and high tension as the evil comes closer and closer to her.