Shadow X Amy Kiss Novels & Stories

I stepped back into a corner of the room, my breathing rough and shallow as my hands trembled with a sudden, freezing emptiness. Amy lay back against the hospital pillows, her dark hair a wild cascade around her shoulders, her chest heaving as she stared up at me with wide, completely frozen eyes. Her red lips were swollen, thoroughly thoroughly kissed and yet I still wanted to kiss it some more. Before either of us could draw a breath to address the forbidden fire we had just ignited, the door burst open.

Yeah, fantasize about me while I'm gone. We get to the club and everyone is staring at us. Amy struts in like she owns the place, dragging me along. She looks more like an elite than I do. Her black heels are tied up her calf. She has on a short skirt, showing off amazing legs and her blonde hair is pulled up in a messy bun, showing off her beautiful neckline. We get drinks immediately and I serve her the tea on I and Deimos. "So he's hurt that you lied to him and jealous that you might still have a thing for his nephew?"

"Some of his light... leaked into me. Some of my shadow... into him. Temporary side effect of the blood transfer." "And the twelve hours?" "Have begun," Shadowalker said grimly. "And he's already making the most of them." In the armory, Amy stood before a rack of weapons, then shook her head. "I don't need these." She held up a hand, concentrating. A blade of solidified light formed in her grip, humming with energy. In her other hand, shadows coalesced into a dark, serrated edge. She looked at the dual weapons, then at her reflection in a polished shield.

Turning to ask, she saw that the youngster was putting it on right then, unsurprisingly. "Mistress," Amy said, coming over and kissing Kelly unabashedly there in the parking lot. "Is Mistress going to make me do all sorts of nasty things?" Kelly smiled, nodding. Amy grinned. "It's good to see you guys," she said. "Danielle, my sister slut," she said, moving over and kissing the young blonde. "Hey guys," she replied, smiling. "I hope they really take advantage of us tonight," she said. Zeke came over, smiling at Kelly, but then lowering his gaze.

she confessed quietly. "Whatever, you brat," Shawn said, tousling her hair affectionately. "Hey! I'm not Katherine!" Amy protested, feigning an angry look. "Of course you're not. But you're so adorable when you're angry, you know that?" Shawn replied, his tone more serious. Amy tried to maintain eye contact with him, but his eyes were difficult to gaze into for long. She felt her cheeks flush. "Shut up!" she retorted nervously, attempting to escape the web she was getting entangled in—his charm.

Though, he’d yet to give me any real answers, so I didn’t concern myself with his distance. My brows furrowed at Amy. “What do you even mean by that? How do you know who I am?Who are you?” She looped her arm through mine and guided us farther away from where we’d found her and closer to where the jeep was parked in the middle of the road. Atlas was now leaning against the passenger’s door. “Like I said before, my name is Amy. I’m a unicorn shifter and the last of my kind. I’ve been hidden for years, but then, one day, I knew I had to come find you.”

Chloe was right behind her, her face pale as she saw Jack by my side. “What are you doing here, Amy?” I asked, my eyes darting toward Chloe. Amy’s dreamy and delicate personality didn’t fit with the filth that frequented the Shadow of Sophia. To confirm, my friend was wearing a delicate, floral dress with small flower earrings. I sighed and shook my head, completely forgetting the dangerous situation I was in and focusing solely on my friends. “My boss was invited to a celebration, and since I mentioned I knew two employees here, she insisted I come too.” Amy just shrugged, as if being in that place wasn’t a big deal.

She’ll expose this witch for what she is. But Amy just throws her head back and laughs, and that high, unhinged sound sends chills racing down my spine. She looks almost delighted, almost as if she’s been waiting for this exact moment. “Oh, Cassandra,” Amy says sweetly, her eyes gleaming with malice as she strokes her stomach again. “You really believe that? How cute. Yes, he drank my blood at first. But after that… things changed.” She steps closer, tilting her head like she’s sharing a delicious secret. “He lost control and we made love....wild, passionate love. And then he bit me. Right here.”

Amy Amy’s hands were steady, but her heart raced like a storm in her chest. She gripped the gun, every nerve taut as Queen’s dark figure darted through the corridor with Cassandra’s baby pressed against her chest. Kael moved alongside her, eyes sharp, muscles coiled, ready to intercept. “Stay close to me,” Amy whispered, voice low but sharp. She didn’t dare lose focus—not now, not when the stakes were this high. Kael nodded, his hand brushing hers briefly, a silent reassurance that they were in this together.

Then he turned and walked away. Amy stood there, numb. She couldn’t even form words. Because she didn’t know what to fix. A shadow moved behind her. Rose. Her heels clicked slowly against the floor. Amy turned just in time— SLAM. Rose shoved her hard to the ground. Amy hit the floor roughly. Gasps erupted instantly around them. Rose didn’t stop. She grabbed Amy by the hair and yanked her up. “YOU!” she snapped. “What did you do to him?” Amy winced, trying to pull away.