Shadowheart Quotes Novels & Stories

A formless face with dead, lidless eyes peering at her. She blinked and turned away. Discovered Harrow still by the window. “And how will your wrong feed this hallowed, hollow ground,” the shadow said, bending low, the lipless mouth parting in a glimpse of cracking fire and bleeding red. It was close to her now. “What will you pray, what will you say, when wood parts flesh and scrapes bone?” Harrow, she wanted to say but could not. The shadow by the bed stood, head tilted skyward. Its brethren dancing on her ceiling paused as if hearing some silent clarion call.

I spat. “Oh, now you are making this more interesting. I want to know how you came up with that guide. I won't kill you now, you know; I still have many things to learn from you. Your courage, your kindness, and almost all the actions you display—I really am keen to learn about everything from you. And it has to do with time. With time I would know all that from you. But for now, you have to feel at home, take your time, and think carefully because you are going to go through thousands of humiliations, and after I'm done with you, I will reveal myself to you, then you can go and tell them who I really am in hell,” Shadow said. “All that you are saying is useless; you talk much and do less in

Alexis shouted, “how will I know who is coming to help us?” “Keep your eyes on the Shadows.” She whispered as she faded away. “What? Keep my eyes on the Shadows? What the hell does that mean?” She whispered to herself. Mary frowned, “Hhhuummmm...I have no idea. I guess we’ll just hafta to keep a lookout.” Mary shrugged with a smile. “Do you still want to go with me?”

Aurora put her hands in her chest in a hurt manner. " Don't say that girl, you have no time for love. No time for love?" She repeated. " Hate to be you then. Having someone who dots for you makes everything better and helps me get over each day. How do you survive?" Alexandra rolled her eyes in a playful manner. "It's really not a big deal and I'm very fine, thank you" She said with a smile playing on her lips. " By the way,if you think about it,love is overrated anyway"

she tells me once again. I think about it for a while. Fate. I'm one who believes in that more than any other person, and I remember clearly my talks with Vanessa on this subject. I used to be the big head, but now I say it's a bit hard to think it's not my fault. However, the consolation is needed as I don't want to start spiraling back into that place where I felt depressed and haunted myself. "You have to be very careful this time around from now on," she tells me again. "The Shadow Clan is getting more and more serious and even desperate. They won't send me now if I won't do it, and it's clear that I won't," she says.

She was silent, and he went on, speaking half to himself. “There was that guy in the trenches. Trofim . . . an older guy, an intellectual. They were coming for him, but he was lucky—led an attack, got a bullet in the head. Clean death. He was telling me that words cast shadows and these shadows get together and weave a world for themselves and live in it, not knowing that they are shadows of our thoughts, feelings, loves, and hates. He also said that a shadow is the body of a soul. So, every man has a sister shadow that goes with him, and lives the reflection of his life, and dies the reflection of his death . . . ” “What are you talking about?” Svetlana whispered.

Unleash your inner fire, and let it fuel your every move! Elara: (Her voice calming yet unwavering) Remember, our bond is our strength. Channel that strength now, and let it guide every step you take. Shadow Commander: (Sarcastically) Oh, how touching. A group of mere mortals thinking they can stand against the might of the shadows. Valen: (Gritting his teeth) Shadows may obscure the light, but they can never extinguish it! We stand united, and that's something you'll never understand!

“Okay, creepy shadow me, what’s this about? You gonna guilt-trip me or something?” The shadow tilted its head, its eyes glinting with malice. “You hide behind your jokes, but you know the truth, don’t you? You’re afraid. Afraid that when it matters, you’ll fail. That you’ll be nothing more than a coward.” Jamie’s bravado faltered, his grip on the skateboard tightening. “Shut up,” he said, his voice low. “You don’t know me.” The shadow stepped closer, its presence suffocating. “I am you. And you know I’m right.”

His hand continued moving, covering the wall with warnings: "Qui innocentes nocet, ab innocentibus destruetur. Amor matris vincit malitiam. Lux umbram consumet." "Whoever harms innocents will be destroyed by innocents. A mother's love conquers evil. Light will consume shadow." Margaret sucked in a deep breath, assembling all her powers in her hand. "I am the shadow! I am the darkness that shapes the light!" Marcus's cries increase beyond anyone's power. A gust of wind flowed around the whole room, dark waves mixed with light waves. Margaret and Pierce let out a gut-wrenching scream.