Shadow X Maria Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Mara stared after him for a while and then walked away in the direction she had been going. Eventually, the day ended, and she had not caught even the slightest glimpse of Sebastian. If only she knew that he was watching her from the shadows and had seen her talking to Silas earlier that day. He had his meal delivered by the youngling herself, and after that, he led her with the others to the dungeons. He was relatively quiet and was not much of a talker when he asked her to step closer to the locks. There was sudden worry in her eyes as if whatever was happening would consume her. She quietly watched them fasten the locks without a single word, but when he made to walk away from where she w

She slid in. I stopped at the corner and counted my breaths to ten. The alley bent once around flattened boxes. I didn’t follow. I didn’t need to. I heard it, faint and unmistakable—the low mechanical hum of the steel door pulling air, like a lung on the other side of brick. shadow, I wrote, and added a dot. The dot felt like the scream Marco had told me to send. Copy, came the reply. Then: Inside honey planted. Watching.

Maria caught the scent of a vampire; it was sweet, and it was close. She stopped and looked around. Lorenzo followed her scent and appeared right in front of her. Maria was getting ready to attack when Sara called out “Mate!” James also landed right next to her in his huge red dragon before she could process what Sara her wolf said. Maria got so scared that she forgot what she was even doing there.

I slide the phone back into my pocket while I get into my car and drive off. "We can't keep living like this Shadow. We have to do something, we have to get out.. the Moon Goddess is not pleased with us because of our actions-" I cut her off as I snapped at her " F**k the Moon Goddess! she's had a front row seat to watch all the bu*****t I've been through and not once has she helped me!?"

“Or we pull the lures and root the rat who placed them.” “We do both,” Vivian said, like a door closing quietly. “Shadow teams remove the eyes. Watch teams re-stitch the line. We leave a false pattern for the lookers to congratulate themselves on.” She turned to me. “Clara, you run with Jasper. You know the smell of the oil.” Jason bristled. “She’s still green. And—” His gaze flicked to my chest, just once, the way one looks at a wound to make sure it’s still closed.

I had never tried to read the dead before. "But I can try." I closed my eyes and pulled power, but gently. Carefully. Reaching not for the body but for the echoes left behind. Shadowborn magic was old. It remembered things the living forgot. Images flooded my mind. Marcus is standing watch. He heard footsteps behind him. Turning with a smile, recognising whoever approached. "You should not be here," he said. "It is not your rotation—" The blade flashed. His throat opened. He fell.

Finally, one of Edwin's friends dragged him off to the washroom. Matthew refused to be fooled. Convinced that Edwin was hiding something, Matthew dragged me along to follow Edwin. As the Shadowstar pack's princess, I had excellent hearing. Even through the wall, I could hear their voices clearly. "Alpha, you promised you'd help me save my youngest daughter, but look at what you've done so far! You only focused on bidding for jewelry. Could you look out for my daughter and try bidding for her?" "I already sent someone to rescue her in secret. Since I'm here, shouldn't I bid for some jewelry and bring it home to my Luna?"

“No, I can’t let any snotty man, have you. I’d rather you don’t get married.” Shadow sighed annoyingly. (Cole!) Marina’s voice volumed up so suddenly. Cole flinched and sat straight and looked at the phone nervously. He was swallowing hard. (How many times do I have to tell you? Lord Shadow is not your property. Let her go.) “Please.” Shadow tousled her bang to the back, agreed. “She- she is my sister.” (I know.) “But- but, you did the same to her.” (Because I can.)

Ava's words stayed on my mind, and I knew my bed would soon be empty. "Olivja, please," Jack said as he followed me into the bedroom. "What do you want, Jack?" I asked him, and he looked down with no response. "The feeling was overwhelming," he said, and I laughed. "You'd better head to Shadow and complete what you began, Jack. Don't expect my consent, as it will never come. I'll never say it's alright just to ease your conscience. The truth is, it's not alright! It's painful! It feels like a betrayal, and I can't recover from it. So, don't waste time hoping I'll have a change of heart because I won't. I'm the one who loses in this. Not you, not her, not the damn pack members, just me. Me an

She never wants to try learning to drive, and we often tease her about it. Aunt Mary is my father's sister, and fifteen years ago, she met her mate, Uncle Marcus, and settled in the Nightwalker pack with him. She is cheerful and straightforward, often likes to joke around, while Uncle Marcus is mature yet humorous. He always spoils Aunt Mary like a child. After fifteen years together, they are still deeply in love, a fairy-tale couple envied by everyone. However, the only regret is that they still do not have children, which we all find unfortunate, except for my mother. My mother often compares herself to Aunt Mary; since Uncle Marcus is a Gamma and my father was just a soldier, my mother f