Shadowhunter Novels & Stories

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

I could taste metallic blood in my mouth. All I could see was the face of a man running towards us, or maybe I was dreaming. We have a man in our sights. Though his light was so bright. Had I died? Was I in heaven? With all I’d done in life, I couldn’t be there. But still, his actual face, the light that surrounded him.... It was like we were in two different worlds. Him in the light and me... I watched his angelic face as slowly the last drop of energy faded, giving way to darkness. THE END

After all, she had to tell him the truth and he has planned a gazillion ways these past months to make her spit the truth out. She was helping Alonso all this time, now he would use her to kill Alonso. No matter what it takes. Hunter came to a pause when he noticed that the scent of that werewolf who was carrying Silvia was now in circles. He couldn't pinpoint where he vanished. All of a sudden someone attacked him from behind but before the werewolf could bite his neck Hunter veered, throwing the wolf away. He realized it was the same man carrying Silvia. Hunter tried to move swiftly but felt pain and discovered that he was bleeding badly from the waist.

I direct a side glare to the dolt I have for a driver and he looks away immediately, his jaw clenched and his eyes fixed on the road. The gates to my pack are opened and I look at the insignia. A plant cast in silver. Nightshade. The stuff of legend. Even more potent than silver if administered in the right amount. The Nightshade pack is deadly. I am deadly. Yet a woman escaped my grasp and the grasp of my pack. Quinn Alucard looks at me with wary eyes when we get down from the car but I ignore her. Her and the child in her hands. “Hunterrrr!”

immediately it was Hunter and Blaze and they were naked completely but I didn’t have time to focus on that. “Where’s Shawna and my babies?” I asked. Hoping they knew the way she went. “Shadow went that way after them, but I don’t know how far they are.” Blaze said. “Okay Lynn, Mina they went this way.” I yelled as my wolf went off at a dead run picking up speed. If I didn’t need this speed I would be scared as shit, but fear isn’t here tonight, not now. We came up on Shadow fighting off eight rogues that were circling him. He was hurt but he was still looking deadly, especially with the half-dozen dead rogues that were at his feet. Looking out the corner of my eye I see more Rose comin

The town's elders, the keepers of the forgotten knowledge, held the key to unlocking the secrets buried within Silverwood's soul. As the nights grew darker and the full moon loomed overhead, I found myself drawn into a clandestine world hidden beneath the surface. I met Gabriel, a brooding and enigmatic figure who had dedicated his life to hunting the creatures that prowled in the moonlit shadows. His haunted eyes told a story of personal loss, a tragedy that had driven him to confront the curse head-on.

“You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.” He narrowed his eyes. “You had a name for it.” “I call him Kujo.” He tried not to laugh and failed. “Oh, right! Like Stephen King’s novel Cujo!” “Well, he’s big and angry and dangerous like a rabid Saint Bernard, right?” “Right!” He laughed heartedly a moment longer. “Sorry. You’re just full of surprises, young lady.” “Go figure, old man.” He elbowed me, laughing out loud again. When he calmed down, he took an

The room’s shadows seem to cling to them, amplifying their menacing presence. The hunter’s eyes scan the room, cold and calculating. They spot me, and for a moment, their gaze seems to pierce right through me. There’s a flicker of recognition, but then they’re turning their attention back to Luke. The hunter pulls out a weapon—a sleek, silver blade with intricate engravings that catch the light.

Each of her supernatural sides added its signature to the mounting pressure — vampire darkness, wolf fury, witch magic, and demon fire swirling together into something unprecedented. “Damon, get the pups to the safe rooms,” I ordered, switching channels. “Cassia, strengthen the inner wards. Focus on the tunnels first.” “Already moving them,” Damon confirmed. In the background, I could hear him coordinating with other warriors. “Lyra is leading the first group down. Cassia's got the entrance secured.” Movement on the security feeds caught my eye. The hunters were using some kind of shadow-stepping technology, appearing inside our defensive lines like ghosts. Traditional pack defenses weren't

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