Shadowhunter Novels & Stories

The others did the same, scattering and finding as much cover as they could. “All right. I’m going in. I need to see where the opening is so that when we come back, there are no surprises,” she informed the others. “Be careful, Jo,” Zane said, only to her. “Are you sure you don’t want me to go?” It made sense that he would be concerned. She was a Hunter, after all, and could be killed by a Vampire. Whereas, he was a Guardian, and a Vampire couldn’t kill him. Only a Hunter could do that. “I’ll be fine.” She wasn’t sure why she felt so confident in her answer, but she did. With a deep breath, she focused her eyes on a spot on the rock wall in front of her, a few bushes on either side that made

The night was warm but her skin was hot and bothered as she reminded about the imprint that had happened unexpectedly between her and Zack. “Hey, Sam! I haven’t seen you around a lot. Are you still working in town, masquerading yourself as human?” asked a warrior named Hunter Wolcott. He was the younger brother of the Sigma of Shadow Pack—a vagabond who excluded himself from the pack to serve in the army, Kane Wolcott.

He said. I just sat there completely in shock. Then I grabbed my champagne and chugged the class before setting it back on the table. Damien just smiled at me, trying to hide his laughter. “I don’t see how any of this is funny… Do you realize who I am?” I hissed. “Snow, trust me, I know everything there is to know about you.” He said. “No, I don’t think you understand… I am a Hunter. A VAMPIRE HUNTER… You are a Vampire. I’m supposed to kill you. Why would the gods make me your gifted mate? It just doesn’t make sense.” I said.

He heard a crack and his head snapped back. “Shit.” Shadow Hunter cursed aloud and slowly let his leg down on the muddy puddle. A mask was set over the bridge of his nose, covering his face from the nose down. “Hi there!” He grinned from under his mask. And he instantly pulled out a sharp, long knife. Erdem had completely turned around by then and before the assassin could position himself, Erdem was already in front of him. Erdem pushed the knife out of his hold with a strike and his other hand collided with the assassin’s jaw squarely.

Tyler snapped at him. "Yeah. Alright, I'm sorry. I should have told you when I got here. But I knew what you would have done. Just slammed the door in my face. You wouldn't have let me stay here. I need your help Tyler. This loan shark isn't human. It's another werewolf and so are his bodyguards and they are fucking dangerous." Adam explained. "You decided to loan money from them. It's your problem. Not ours. Everyone in the world knows to stay away from loan sharks and now you want me to bail you out. It's not happening." Tyler insisted.

Somehow, I knew I could trust her. I guessed it was a wolf thing, but I had it my whole life. When I met someone, I can read them, sensing if they were a good person or not, or if they had a negative agenda. It had helped me over the years, especially when I started dating. But that's another story. "So, what exactly is Nightshade?" I asked. Since we were on the subject, I wanted to know as much about them as I could. Bailey finished off the piece of chicken she was eating and took a sip of her soda to wash it down. "They're supernatural hunters."

Daniel says as he checks his bullets "Sweetheart we need you to go down first," Shadow says. Okay so they do want me dead right bet "Shadow" hearing those words everything goes black Obsidian POV: Walking towards the doors of warehouse 233 I casually walk through the doors. The men instantly stop their poker game and they turn to look at me "Are you lost pretty girl? " one of the men says looking at me with pervy eyes Ignoring him I carry on walking in. Joining the poker table they all look at me dumbfoundedly

Alpha Connor Finley BlackPaw of the BlackPaw pack is starting to have an increasing problem with rogues. They’ve been testing the security fencing around the pack trying to find their vulnerable spots. BlackPaw increased their patrols and brought all pack members closer to the center of town where they had an underground shelter for emergencies. He needed help so he called a neighboring ally, the Shadow Mountain pack that was located about an hour away. Alpha Kelvin Shadow dispatched two squads of his elite shadow warriors to assist the BlackPaw pack.

Vincelli made a sickening chuckle and I felt lightheaded thinking about that, “Ana- Maria's dead? She killed her sister?" "Oh the things that girl would do for me." He sighed in awe. “I know what this is, you enjoy it, don't you? Turning people against each other, families, killing lovers, causing pain to others, to children- you have a God-complex agenda. You live for it." "You know, I always admired you, Archer Devereux, you and that Sinister Salvatore. I just love the scenario." “Beep Beep Beep. Guys." Moe's voice suddenly echoed, "We're in the basement right now and we just found Miss Violet Proca and Vitaly Orlov's body dumped down here."

“It was a shadow hunter.” The term sends a shiver down my spine. Shadow hunters are no ordinary threat; they’re creatures born from darkness, capable of bypassing the strongest defenses. They move silently, strike swiftly, and are nearly impossible to track. The fact that one was involved in this attack only adds to the gravity of the situation. “A shadow hunter?” I repeat, trying to process the information. “That’s... unexpected. They’re not known for attacking in the citadel. There must be a reason.”