Shadow X Cream Novels & Stories

’ Samantha demanded but her wolf ignored her when Scarlet purred at the sight of Zack coming out of the darkened shrubbery. If Samantha was being honest with herself, Zack was extraordinary with his black hair and blue eyes. His peculiar complexion made him stand out from any of the other members of the Shadow Pack. Even though the Shadow Pack members usually have brunette hair and gray eyes, Samantha was an exception as well as Sebastian to their mundane coloring. Both of them were brunette but their eyes made them stand apart as the sacred Ultima. Their eyes were red like two garnets twinkling underneath the moonlight When Samantha looked at him who stood merely feet away, she was still sp

That was when something wholly unexpected happened. She was reaching for the were's chains again when she saw the darkness around her hands begin to grow . . . deeper. Yes, "deeper" was the only thing that made sense. Shamira could see in any darkness, except that blackness which now encircled her hands resisted even her vision. Total darkness, cold and hard. It crept along her hands, then began to extend from her fingers like . . . claws. Shane's words echoed in her mind. First was the Shadow Healing, then the Shadow Jumping and Shadow Sight. The fourth Shadow Aspect was called the Shadow Claws. Four Aspects, mean the fifth --

he revealed with equanimity, scratching his nose from over his blue face mask. My brows knitted into a frown of confusion, unable to comprehend what he had just said. "What in the name of the moon goddess are those?" "Raven's wing is a black powder made from the wings of a cursed raven," he explained. "Shadowbloom is a deadly flower that blooms in the shadows. Its pollen causes irreversible scarring and lining to the uterus, which disrupts the fertility of a she-wolf." The doctor's voice was gentle, but his words knifed my heart.

“What colour was her hair today?” “Rings out,” Shadow shook his head. His face was pale. “I can’t remember man,” he added. “Blonde, I think. Though my mind has totally shut down, and maybe that was yesterday? Blonde, and she was wearing like, I don’t know, sedate clothing for Vixen. Black tight skirt, black shirt with white dots and this frill,” he gestured to his neck. “Black cardigan over top.”

They were slowly approaching the Village. "Well, since the time we came into existence, we have been haunted by stronger creatures", Xavier began. "They slaughter us simply because we possess a very strong power. The Shadow. Ability to become invisible, manipulate shadows and travel through time. This gift was passed down to us from our elders, the Ancient Shades. And since we are one of the strong creatures created, we are haunted and killed because the strongest creatures think we would become a threat" Layla looked towards him, concern in her eyes. She said nothing and allowed him to continue his tale. She felt sorry for him.

My eyes seek out the flames first, and only then do I take notice of the shadowy black mist pouring out of Alaric, like an inky black abyss, it swallows up the flames, leaving him completely unharmed. I am left stunned by the power of the shadow element. The only element that is even more rare than fire. The shadowy black mist is still pouring out of him, even with the flames extinguished. It extends from Alaric, surrounding me on all sides and enveloping me, leaving a chilling trail wherever it touched.

One moment she was powerless, the bond being stripped away piece by piece. The next, her wolf rose up inside her like a tidal wave. Like a dam breaking. Stronger than ever before. Wild. Ancient. For three heartbeats, Lyra felt power she'd never experienced. Power she'd never even imagined. Power that made the air around her shimmer and ripple. Power that made shadows dance at her feet like living things. Power that made the pack members step back in fear. Helena's face went white. Snow white. Her green eyes widened in recognition and something else.

Dominic’s eyes widened to the size of saucers, and he let out a dramatic gasp, clapping a hand over his mouth. "That's cheating!" he exclaimed. His theatrical reaction sent me into another fit of laughter. I grabbed his arm and dragged him along so we could finally head to the checkout counter. We still needed to visit the public market to source the fresh ingredients like bananas, jackfruit, sweet potatoes, and purple yam. It took us a solid three hours before we completely crossed off everything needed for the halo-halo. After completing our shopping, we passed by a promotional stall offering free milk samples. "Free taste, ma'am, sir," a saleslady said, stepping into our path with a brigh