Shadow X Amy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ava's words stayed on my mind, and I knew my bed would soon be empty. "Olivja, please," Jack said as he followed me into the bedroom. "What do you want, Jack?" I asked him, and he looked down with no response. "The feeling was overwhelming," he said, and I laughed. "You'd better head to Shadow and complete what you began, Jack. Don't expect my consent, as it will never come. I'll never say it's alright just to ease your conscience. The truth is, it's not alright! It's painful! It feels like a betrayal, and I can't recover from it. So, don't waste time hoping I'll have a change of heart because I won't. I'm the one who loses in this. Not you, not her, not the damn pack members, just me. Me an

Her eyes glowed faint silver for a second. “Touch me again,” she whispered, voice layered with something dangerous, “and I’ll let my babies eat your hearts.” They scrambled away, sobbing. Aria stood in the alley, breathing hard, hands trembling. She looked down at her belly. “Mommy’s learning,” she murmured. “We’re going to be okay.” But that night, as she lay in bed tracing the stretch marks forming on her skin, a new scent drifted through the cracked window,faint, wolf, familiar. Shadowthorn. Someone was looking for her.

Something to focus on besides the agony in her chest. Well, if they wanted to pretend she didn't exist, she'd show them exactly who Lyra Ashwood was. She'd show them what they'd thrown away. She'd make them see her. She walked toward the front door of the pack house. Her jaw was set. Her amber eyes were blazing. Her spine was straight. It was time to crash this party.

A blood-curdling scream tore through the air as I plummeted from the skyscraper, blacking out before I hit the ground. "Lily." The camera lingered mercilessly on my mangled form. The voice was unhinged with madness. "You're finally going to die. Don't blame me. Blame yourself for being so vile. "You knew damn well I loved Shane, and you still went ahead and married him! "In this world, only I am meant to love him! Everyone who'd try to take him from me should die!" The screen quaked, the view flipped, and there was Joanna's twisted face, filling the big screen. The footage cut off abruptly.

Then I headed to the burnt-out forest hilltop. The cold wind cut right through me. The creepy end-of-the-world vibe was getting stronger. I called up some friends to work some magic. Tonight, I’m going to call down lightning to turn all the wood into lightning wood. Infused with the power of thunder and the breath of silver, this wood will be stronger than it ever was before. Right then, I heard James, snickering from behind a tree. "My dear sister, had I known you liked it rough, I would've helped you look. These friends of yours are a bunch of weirdos. They're not even as cool as me."

I whispered back, leaning my head against his shoulder. Adrian Cross had tried to weaponize our secrets, believing that our shame would be our ultimate undoing. But looking out at the thriving, unbreakable family we had forged—a family that now extended all the way to a conservative living room miles away—I knew the absolute truth. The shadows had never been our prison. They had simply been the chrysalis from which we emerged, finally ready to blind the world with our light.

The moonlight cast a dark shadow on him, and I stood rooted to my spot. "What were you doing in there, Amy?" He asked me in a suspicious tone.

She didn't even have an ounce of love towards him at all. “You are pathetic, Flint, and you are delusional! I hope you get yourself checked soon and make sure you don't allow your ego and your stupidity to cost you your life and your clan!” Amy said and rolled her eyes at him. Her actions were so hot and sexy, and I wanted to claim her right there! She was so fierce just now, and I am amazed that she would fight for me this much, and it was beautiful. Even though it was a surprise. “I will listen to my punishment now!” He said, and I held Amy's hand tighter and looked at him.

“Like it’s alive, like it wants to take over.” “Because it does,” Ryker said grimly. He eased me onto a nearby rock, sitting just in front of me. “The Shadowmark is more than just a gift..it’s a curse if you don’t learn to master it. It feeds on your emotions. If you let fear or anger take hold, it’ll burn you alive.” “I’m trying,” I murmured. “But sometimes… I feel like it’s too much. Like I’m too much.” Ryker’s expression softened towards me, and for the first time, he reached out, his hand brushing a strand of hair from my face. “You’re not too much,” he said quietly. “You’re more than enough. And I won’t let you fall.”

In silence, the two locked eyes. Suddenly Pauline let out a chilling laugh. As she turned back, a syringe needle appeared in her hand. “Don’t blame me! Since you know my secret and refuse to side with me, then you all must die!” she growled. “You don’t love me anymore! You’ve fallen for Mariah, haven’t you? If that’s the case, I’ll send you to meet her like the pair of doomed lovers you are!” Her eyes glowed with madness as she lunged forward, grabbed the needle, and pierced Chandler with it.