Shadow World Novels & Stories

Raven stood, Shadow erupting from her in a wave of black and gold, tearing The Wraith’s darkness apart, shredding the shadows that clung to her. The Wraith staggered, his eyes wide, his power flickering. “You… what are you?” he gasped. Raven stepped forward, Shadow swirling around her, her gold eyes locked on his. “I am Shadowstorm.” She lunged, her blade a streak of black fire, slicing through the last of The Wraith’s defense, plunging into his chest. The Wraith screamed, shadows bursting from him, twisting, writhing, before being sucked into the blade, the darkness tearing away piece by piece.

The Shadowborn stood silently behind them, a solemn reminder of the seriousness of the situation. "We shall put an end to this shadow," Xander proclaimed with a steady voice. "We plan on bringing back the brightness." The form in front of them, representing the shadows, chuckled. The chilling echo of its voice resonated throughout the chamber. "You will not be able to overcome me." I will exist forever. I am the darkness that will engulf everything. In a sudden, quick movement, the mysterious figure released a burst of power. Xander and Eva responded simultaneously, their combined light creating a shield that diverted the assault. The collision of powers caused vibrations in the chamber, sha

"Shadow fiends don't get tired. They don't get bored. They just hunt until they catch you or something stronger scares them away." "Great," Brady muttered. "So we're trapped in a creepy cabin with monsters outside. This is fine. Everything's fine." "Shut up, Brady," Walter snapped. He was pacing near the window, watching the shadows move. "We need a plan." "The plan is simple," Willow said. She was sharpening a blade she'd pulled from somewhere. "We wait until dawn. Shadow fiends can't survive direct sunlight." "There's no sun here," Bree pointed out. "We're in a valley that exists in some nightmare dimension. How do we know there's even a dawn?"

Nothing but a thick cover of pitch black shadow loomed over the ground of the crater along with the magic circle. “We have to break the magic circle,” Laila said in a calm tone. “They were a huge nuisance back then. Once the shadow eaters touch you, you lose your existence to your shadow. Your shadow basically eats you up and your shadow is then consumed by the gloom hole, also known as the eternal darkness. Once you enter the gloom hole, there is no way back to life or death. Your existence ends there…” I felt my life leave my legs. I stepped back, tensing my whole body. And just when I thought I had everything figured out, I played right into my enemy’s trap. I clenched my teeth.

The darkness loomed around them like a cloak. Sekhmet carried an old-fashioned torch he pulled from a hole in the wall to light the way. It was a bit theatric and unnecessary, considering vampires and werewolves alike could see in the dark. But it set the mood for torture nicely; causing shadows to dance across the walls. A bleeding.

But when I open them again and look towards where he is, I still see black leather wings and crimson eyes. His fighting is even more impressive than what I’ve seen in Sahara’s gladiator ring. When the shadow aims some kind of power, he flies back, flips, and lunges at what I assume is its head. He flaps his wings, pushing the shadow back and aims his sword over it, cutting through it. He twirls again and piercing the center of the shadow over and over again until the shadow fractures and shatters into a million pieces. As soon as that happens, the fog fades, and the dark monster disappears, leaving the shadows of the true darkness behind.

Ann shook her head, realizing her hand was shaking out of fear, "I'm sorry." "But I'm the only one who can get the Dragon Eye out of the wand." Damon looked really surprised when Ann refused him, "You cannot find another Darkhole anywhere else!" "What's a Darkhole?!" Ann frowned. "It's the only thing that can suck out the souls The Shadow absorbed!" Damon stood up, blocking Ann's way, "How else are you gonna get your Dragon Eye back?" "The Shadow absorbs souls?" Ann mumbled slowly, seeing a shred of light -- If she gets the soul of Lilith out of The Shadow and puts hers in, then the wand would belong to her!

The magical artifact glowed brightly, lending the imperial forces renewed vigor as they charged towards the remaining outlaws. Suddenly, there was a loud piercing screech and a large shadow fell on the outlaws as an enormous creature blocked the sun.

Rose might have been muttering too low for a human to hear, but Aria was an alpha wolf and her words were loud to her ears. “What are you talking about?” she asked, her brows furrowed as she finally noticed that Rose’s expression was down, “And what are shadows?” Rose lifted her head and tried to force out a smile, but she failed, it didn’t quite reach her eyes, “Think of shadows as the weaver’s equivalent of human assassins, except enhanced by the weave.” she replied, “They are a pretty small tight-knit group and are commonly called the dark side of the weavers.”