Shadow X Elina Novels & Stories

When she had what she needed, she spoke in a load and clear voice for all to hear, "Eli, Son of the Toten, Brother of mine, I hereby banish you to the netherworld for your crimes against the Schatten and against your sister. You have betrayed your people and my people with this viscous act. Katana, please send him to where he belongs." Janna stepped back as Katana stepped forward, while voices rose in unison, "For your betrayal, you are sentenced to death!" Eli screamed and begged for his life to be saved, but Katana's spell silenced him and then he was killed by a masked soldier, to hide his identity and protect the soldier from future retaliation. Daan watched in horror as Eli's head rolle

she breathed, but loud enough for us all to hear. Sharon chuckled gleefully. “See, Your Highness? I told you she would be lurking around here.” Elara ignored her, as she fixed her focus entirely in me. She took another step forward, her movement smooth and calculating. “Hello,” she said, her tone dangerously polite. “I am Elara, daughter of Alpha Kael of the Silvermane Pack, and destined Luna of the Shadow Fang Pack. And you are?” I opened my mouth to answer, to cling to some shred of composure, but Sharon cut in with a contemptuous snort.

"He's nothing but bones now, he can't touch me. However, you, you're the one I need to protect!" …… Jim yanked the bone arrow out of his chest and strode back to the battlefront. Every city camera was live-streaming the chaos, but aside from the wind's constant hum, there was a haunting silence. It was as if the world had hit the pause button. My mom stopped her tears, eyes glued to the screen. She watched as dark clouds swirled with Haunts, their rage shredding every creature in their path. Telephone poles were ripped from the ground, their sparks setting fire to dumpsters.

Destroy it through violence. But you absolutely can't destroy a shadow by fighting it directly with weapons. Shadow isn't really a physical thing at all. It's the complete absence of a thing. The absence of light. You can't kill without a blade. Elara's face changed dramatically. Her eyes went wide. She'd realized the exact same truth at the exact same moment as me through our bond. "Kael," she shouted desperately. Voice urgent. Terrified. "Stop attacking the shadow directly!" The beast lunged viciously at her. All six massive heads striking at once together. Going straight for the baby's brilliant light. I want to consume it. Extinguish it forever.

Then she looked at Kaelen, who was clutching his head, his body shaking with the effort of holding back a god. ​She realized what she had to do. The "Shadow-Stitcher" wasn't a person. It was an act. A soul-stitch. Elara didn't run toward Kaelen. She ran toward the Black Throne. ​"You want my blood?" she screamed at the ceiling. "You want the blood of a Luna? Fine! Take it!" ​She didn't stab Kaelen. She turned the obsidian shard on herself, slicing a deep, jagged line across her own chest, right over her heart.

Eyera, wearing my sister’s body, stood in the burning hallway with the flames painting orange light across her stolen face, and she smiled. “Look at you.” Her voice was an unnatural purr, the parasite sound that Mary’s throat was never meant to make. “The great Shadow Queen. On her knees.” I tried to summon the shadows. Reached for them the way I’d reached before, and felt them stir sluggishly, smothered beneath the weight of the parasite’s drain. A few weak tendrils flickered at my fingertips and died. Eyera laughed.

Silas growled, his hand tightening on the hilt of a jagged, half-formed obsidian blade that had manifested from the air. "I’m the Senior Adjuster for the **Universal Liability Group**," the Other Elara said, tapping her tablet. "And I’m the one who wrote the 'Shadow King' romance sub-plot. Honestly, I didn't think you'd actually fall for him. It was a bit cliché, don't you think? The brooding monster and the forsaken girl?" "It wasn't a plot!" I screamed, lunging for her. Sarah caught me, her arms like iron bands. "Elara, stop! If you kill her, the skiff’s navigation locks! She’s the only one with the 'Admin-Key' to get us past the orbital sensors!"

“I’ll take you to them now. My mother’s fragile, but her knowledge is unmatched.” …… Soon, Aurora, Marcus, and Kira followed Althea through the pack house’s winding corridors to a serene chamber on the fourth floor, its walls adorned with tapestries depicting Bloodmoon’s founding. Elder Elara sat by a window, her silver hair braided intricately, her dark eyes clouded yet piercing. Beside her stood Luna Kiyiya, her auburn hair glowing in the lantern light, her warm hazel eyes exuding quiet strength. Althea’s purple eyes sparkled with pride as she introduced them. “Aurora, Marcus, Kira—this is Luna Kiyiya, and Elder Elara.”

“But boss, does this mean that If this works out, I I’ll finally be promoted from my chauffeur duties? No more of these ‘executioner’ roles?” I allowed a slow, cold smile to spread across my lips. “If we succeed Caleb, you’ll be elevated from ‘The Shadow’ to ‘The Keeper of the Seal.’ It’s a prestigious role with substantial influence within The Shepherd’s Keep.” A flash of hope crossed his face, quickly masked by a hardened resolve “And Vanessa? What’s next for her though?” I leaned back, the leather creaking under my weight. “Vanessa’s role was always meant to be temporary. Her job was to catalyze Adrian’s downfall. Once our goals are achieved, her future will be reassessed. For now, she ha