Shadow X Tails Novels & Stories

Collins scolds her, but to her credit, she actually shuts up and turns expectant eyes on Ansel. “I was doing some research about the shadow god for a school project, and asked her to get some info for me. She couldn’t get it because he wasn’t around at that time, but she had a little information that I also had, except some of the details were different. I learnt that the shadow god was an abomination, born from an unholy ritual. The son of the god of death and the moon goddess.” “Wh…” Tali begins, but is cut off when Collins puts his hand over her mouth, effectively silencing her.

But I can't just make sense of what it is. The shadow suddenly growls loudly and I feel the building shaking terribly. My eyes snap open and a scream leaves my lips in an instant. Two big black wolves are sprinting towards me with inhuman speed. That's when I realise the growl is from them, not the shadow. One has glowing silver eyes and for a moment, I can't help but think of Knox. The other behind him has glowing red eyes. The shadow on the floor hisses the instant their paws get closer. Then in the blink of an eye, it's gone. It disappears as if it's scared of the wolves.

“Exactly. We control what he sees, what he believes in. And We make him think he’s winning while we tighten the noose. And tonight… he won’t know which shadow is real and which isn’t real.” I let out a short and bitter laugh, more like a bark of tension. “I’ve been living in this shadows for weeks back, Xavier. You’re telling me now I have to be the shadow tonight?” “Yes,” he said simply. “You are the storm that can’t be predicted everything. The ghost he can’t pin down. And trust me… that scares him more than anything.”

Hello everyone :)... I want to kindly apologise for delayed update. I was supposed to update in every 2 days but something came up so I am uploading today... Sorry💛💙 ★———————————————★ Sam's POV* It is so cold here? Where I am? I feel I am drowning deep…. I can’t see anything. It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed…

Pushes harder. --- And the shadows respond. --- They stretch. Lengthen. Twist unnaturally along the ground like living things. --- Jaxon takes a slow step back. Not afraid— But surprised. --- “What the hell…” he whispers. --- “They obey you,” Varyx says simply. --- Jaxon watches as the darkness pools at his feet. Not random. Not chaotic. --- Controlled. --- He clenches his fist. --- The shadows snap inward instantly— Like they’ve been pulled.

The arrival of the "Void-Vanguard"—the original Shadow Claws now possessed by the Architects' "Liquidation Frequency"—turned the twilight into a funeral. They emerged from the violet-lilies of the forest like ripples in a dark pond, their armor a matte, scentless obsidian, their eyes two solid pools of liquid silver. They moved with the rhythmic, mechanical precision of a clockwork nightmare, their blades creating a low-frequency hum that made the vibrant colors of the North bleed out once again.

Angela Lia subconsciously turned around and saw two fox tails appear in the air not far behind her. One was black and the other was white, thick and big, like two giant pythons. Under the sunlight, they covered a large shadow. With the loud sound of wind and thunder, they hit her at once.

“Centuries ago, twin alphas Fenrir and Faber Nightshade were born to lead Shadowfang. They fell for the same she-wolf, fated to Faber. Heartbroken, Fenrir founded Nightshade, carving a territory steeped in the land’s spirits. Their rituals, passed down through generations, border on magic, drawing power from the earth itself. That, paired with the three years of nearly complete silence... it feels deliberate and worrisom.” Aurora’s heart raced, her thoughts flickering to Vincent’s warnings about Nightshade’s unrest. The pack’s isolation, paired with this unnatural energy, pointed to something sinister. “This feels bigger than territorial disputes,” she mindlinked. “Like it could threaten all

Amelia said. "I'm not saying....." Amelia didn't wait for me to finish before she interrupted me. "I can just book an Uber and walk outside myself if you insist," Amelia said. "You will get lost. Oh, you think I go outside and come back inside with an ordinary eye, right? This forest rotates around itself. You can take the path at the back of the house towards the tarred road and come back through the front path," I said, trying to scare her off and she fell for it immediately with the way she held my clothes.

The freaky end of days was coming. I faced the camera, my voice steady for all the people in the city to hear. "The freaky apocalypse is here, folks. I'm going to help you out as best I can. First up, find cover where the wind can't get you, subways, basements, factories, banks, any safe spot." Lights flickered on in every underground parking lot. The ground rumbled with a deep roar, setting the stage for Jim as he led his crew of infant spirits into a clash with the Haunts that sliced through the wind.