Shadow X Cream Novels & Stories

I approached her as she handed me a Marc Jacobs Beauty Le Marc Lip Créme Lipstick. "Do you think it would look good on my skintone?" I asked as I looked at the shade name, it was in the shade Shush Blush. "Yes, look!" she exclaimed as she reached for the lipstick sample and swatched it on her wrist. It had a cream finish, a warm tone, and a medium plum color lipstick. I thought that would be wonderful for gradient lips, so I nodded and smiled at Zeiara, telling her that I thought it was nice.

She gasped. Shadow jumped off the tree she was on, crossed the small black metal fencing, and landed on the floor. Wearing her official long sleeveless coat hoodie - on top of the hoodie had tiger eyes and ears. The sleeveless black clothes were underneath the coat, the long pants pairing with black flat boots. The familiar attire of the chieftain was well-versed. “Long time no see, Caramel Latte Macchiato.” The creepy mask and the dangerous glint red pupils of Shadow flashed upon the beholder.

"By the blessing of the Moon Goddess, the king of werewolves makes this announcement… “Let every pack and family within our werewolf lands take note. “The rightful heir to our royal throne, Princess Elara, will be joined in the sacred bond of mates with the alpha heir of the Valemont pack, Lucian Valemont..."

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.

Chapter 1 I Tampered With My Rival’s Costume Because I Wanted To See Her Break The bass throbs through the walls of Eclipse like a second heartbeat as I stand backstage, adjusting the black silk veil that covers everything except my eyes and forehead. This veil is my signature. My armor. No one knows what I really look like. They only know “Shadow” — the mysterious dancer who makes men empty their wallets and beg for more. I make more money than almost every girl here.

"You saw those shadows, right? Those are from you. You are supernatural, just like the man you encountered earlier in the marketplace." "No. I must be dreaming, right? I am still trapped in that dream with the shadows. I just need to wake up completely—" "Ah, right, the dream. Everything you saw there is the reality, everything really happened. It is proof that your ability has been activated. Those shadows were your eyes. What you underwent during those two weeks of unconsciousness is the process called shading. The shading usually lasts for months but your record shocked us. The shading allows your body to completely integrate your ability called Nyx and for you to overcome it in less than

He had the upper hand here—he controlled the air, the space itself—but Selena wasn't backing down. Her eyes burned with determination. The shadows writhed around her like a storm, wrapping around her arms, her legs, every part of her as if they were an extension of herself. "Get out of my way, Shane," she hissed, her voice sharp with fury as she twisted the shadows into thick coils and thrust them forward. The smoke wrapped around them, clashing, and the shadows sputtered out, disintegrating into thin air. Shane grinned, smug and unrelenting. "You're pathetic. My smoke will swallow your shadows, just like it swallows you."

Amelia chided. Shirley nodded and sat down quietly, then she started at all the items that would be applied on her face. She did not even know all the terms and names of the products, so she tried to guess their names silently. Okay, so there is the foundation, eyeshadow and concealer and dark eye concealer, but the both always appear absolutely the same to her but apparently they are different. There is also something that looks like powder, and there are lipsticks of different shades, some she doesn't even know the name of the color, then there is... Okay, so there are a lot things she couldn't identify so she gave up and spoke to Amelia, "aren't you done? you know that you still have to d

” PUFF, ting, bang, puff “A shit!” she shakes her head and raises her hands to the ceiling. “ OK, now that is done, what can I do for you?” As she looks up, she sees Pedro. “O, Pedro did not see you there. I have just tried my new cream spell. I think I should have put a little bit more green mass in. Now it just looks like a cloud of nothing and no youth cream” she looks at her hands, which still looked like the hands of a lady of her age, not like a child’s hands.

The three members of dark-shadows all have long black hairs that reached up to their backs which they left flowing. Their body is one built like a strong tower and they leave their chest bare while their trousers hung just below their waist. Dark shadows are known for fornication and they never really have anything good to do since the split of the covens. Their coven is like a brothel. But despite it, they are still one of the strongest covens and that is because of their special ability of not been seen when they don’t want to.