Shadow X Amy Novels & Stories

He was untouchable. I had previously glanced down at the name stitched into her uniform: Amy Martin. The letters blurred in my vision as my mind replayed her trembling hands, her eyes filled with the same quiet terror that gripped me now. She was so young—barely twenty-one, maybe younger. A girl who should’ve been living, laughing, studying, anything but working here in a house suffocating with fear. And yet, she was trapped. Just like me.

“They’re outside for now, being watched over by the Shadows. We’ll make sure they get home safely.” “There are other locations,” said Amy slowly, like she was making the choice to say it as she spoke. “I can tell you where to find them.” Hunter glared at her. “I know you did this, Amy. And you, Carl.” “They fought with us,” I said. “They fought for us.” “You are too quick to forgive, my love,” he murmured. “Maybe,” I replied. “But maybe everyone deserves a second chance.” He pretended to tip his hat to me. “Touché.”

But after that accident, I started hearing the voice of a girl inside my mind who is exactly the reverse of me and made me do things which I never dare to do in my horrible nightmares. I don’t know if I lose my mind or not but this is true, and when I try to find out what’s wrong with me. I learn her name which suits her personality perfectly. Shadow. I snap out of my thoughts when she said what I didn’t want, “Nope we are going to have some fun, no excuses Ammy.” With that said, I felt a terrible headache as I always do before I would pass out, and with that, the darkness wraps around me into it...

Mom, he’s my friend Tyrone and his sister. "Jane." Tyrone helped her out, Mrs. Chisholm radiated a heartwarming smile. "Tyrone and Jane, Nice to meet you guys, I'm Katy and this is my younger son Ed." She pointed at the boy, Ed smiled but didn't say a word. Tyrone came to where Jacklyn was and slipped a piece of paper into her palms, "See you later." He whispered to her, then turned to her mom, "Mrs. Chisholm,

He sends me a photo of our victim, one he received from Emory. We stop in the street in front of the bar. As Sanchez climbs out of the car, she zips her black puffer jacket halfway up and places her hands in the pockets. I lead the way toward the big black door and the neon sign that says 'Cheers and Beers'. Once opened, I gesture for her to enter.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over campus, Charlie, Maya, Ethan, and Liam gathered in their secret hiding place, the old abandoned hedge garden behind the science building. The air was thick with anticipation; they had been waiting for this moment for weeks. The four friends had been diligently gathering information about the plot against the werewolf king, and now they were ready to share their findings with Jessica.

His denim jeans pulling tight across his perfectly sculpted arse and legs. Marcus squeals in delight as Lucas scoops him up into the air and tickles him mercilessly. I watch them as a sense of peace washes through me. Remembering my time in the underworld. I had gone by so many titles since coming of age. Hunter, Princess, Wife, Twice Blessed, Cursed, Queen, but the greatest title that I will ever have the privilege to be given, is, and will forever more be, Mother. The End *** Foreword: Hi Guys, I would like to thank each and every one of you for having got this far. I really hope that you have enjoyed Shadowed Creatures.

Her shadow was so dark that I knew I could weaken it if I just called to the darkness. 'Shade, a little assistance please.' I know I am not good enough to control the darkness on my own. Shade shared some of her power with me so that I could easily call on the dark and not lose myself. I stretched my arms out and pulled the dark out of her shadow, it spilled out like smoke towards me. Her shadow slowed immensely, and as I continued to steal its power it kneeled on the ground. "Knock her out!" I heard Axel yell and everyone sent their attack towards me. I pushed the darkness, I had just sucked up, towards them, stopping their shadows and blocking their field of vision.

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

I asked rhetorically, my pinkie finger twitching. “Ash Winters wouldn't think the way you're thinking, he wouldn't be so worked up like you are now, sweetheart, he'd strike first and hard,” Amy said coming into the room, a towel strapped around her breast, her long legs visible. She let her hair down, adding radiance to her ivory skin. She was right. Having done my research, I found out Ash never thought before he acted, and that probably was meant to be an advantage to me, but that man's brutality was on a whole different level — he was psychotic.