Shadow X Amy Novels & Stories

Amy turned to him, her eyes filled with frustration and a hint of betrayal, and Shawn could feel the weight of her gaze piercing through him. Staring back at her, Shawn felt a mix of confusion and concern. "I'm... I mean, I don't know, Amy," he stammered, desperately trying to gather his thoughts and make sense of the situation. Amy let out a curt sigh, her arms folding across her chest. "Okay," she said tersely, her voice laced with disappointment. She made another attempt to turn away, but Shawn knew he couldn't let it end like this. There was a deeper issue at play, and he needed to understand why she was so upset.

“I will follow them stealthily.” “Nah, don’t bother.” “... I will protect Hades and Persephone with my whole life.” “I will leave them to you, then.” “Please trust me.” “I will.” Amel vanished once again. Shadow shifted her gaze at the tree near her, the corner of her lips twitched two times. “Fun, fun, something is fun. Chasing games is fun. Should I kill for fun… I just want to do everything for fun.” She walked away while singing the song that only she knew.

I said with a stern voice and saw her stand up straighter and her eyes cast downwards. ‘That’s right pup, show me some respect.’ I gloated internally. Shadow simply shook her head in amusement at my petty victory. “Good evening Alpha.” She greeted timidly while my eyes fell to the cup of coffee in her hands. If there was one thing I had learnt about Amy in all the years I slaved for her, it was that she never and I mean never drank coffee. In fact, she never failed to express her disgust for the beverage saying how bad it was for the skin.

The packs that had been my enemies, especially the Blood Moon Pack, immediately started going after Amy. The same things that had happened to me started happening to her. Half a month later, as I baked wild berry cookies for some travelers by Aurora Lake, one of them brought news: "Did you hear? The Darkshadow Pack's new Luna, Amy, was killed by their enemies. They say she was tortured for three days and nights." After they left, I went to the lake's edge. Watching the crows fly over the water, I realized that the Darkshadow Pack, Amy, Adam... those names felt like they were from another lifetime.

Casie: "Hey Amy... I didn't ask you earlier but what's your secret power?" Amy: "I can do shape lifting. I can take any creature form." Casie: "Wow that's interesting." Amy: "However now that you asked I am thinking maybe I can take enter in Demonalia by shape lifting myself into any other form.' Casie: "I am not letting you go alone, Amy. It's way too dangerous. Moreover, you are the princess. People here need you." Sam: "Casie is right Amy. We will think of something else."

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.

Zerina stirred as the baby kicked again, just beneath my ribs. Audrey’s voice was calm, but heavier than before. “Andy’s safe, child. He’s trapped the shadow in a vessel… and sealed himself inside with it. He’ll survive it. But for now, he’s… beyond reach.” Amy’s lips pressed together, but the tears fell anyway—silently sliding down her cheeks. She didn’t wipe them away. She just leaned forward and gently adjusted the blanket on Anthony again like she couldn’t afford to break down. My heart ached.