Shadowhunters 1 Novels & Stories

Nothing felt like enough. “Silas,” I whispered, pressing my hands to his chest. His breathing was shallow, his body too still. The scent of silver mixed with blood was suffocating. The hunters were getting closer. I could see their shadows through the gaps in the trees, hear their low voices cutting through the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, muttering a prayer to anyone who might be listening. A shift in the wind made my breath catch. A familiar voice rang through the air. “Let’s wrap this up! We’ve got enough!”

"I'm sorry." "Don't apologize for fate," Kieran said. "Even if it is massively fucked up." Marcus laughed from where James held him. "Oh, you haven't heard the best part. Tell her, brother. Tell her what the Shadow Hunters really are." Kieran's face went hard. "Not now." "Yes, now." Marcus's grin was vicious. "The Shadow Hunters aren't just survivors from collapsed realms. They're reality's antibodies. When someone becomes too powerful, too dangerous, they appear to eliminate the threat."

I opened my eyes. And found myself standing in a pitch-black void. The demon hunters were frozen, as if time had stopped, maintaining their charging stances in the darkness. That was the "Shadow Domain." A power only the highest-ranking vampire lords could wield. A long, pale hand reached out from the darkness and wrapped around my waist. That familiar scent, of cedar and blood, enveloped me. "Had enough, Aurora?" Kieran's voice sounded in my ear, filled with suppressed anger. The next second, the world spun.

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

When I found my reflection in a crystal formation, I saw my phoenix flames now danced with veins of silver lightning. "We survived," Derek said, his voice carrying harmonics that hadn't been there before. "You did more than survive," the ancient phoenix's voice echoed through the sanctuary. "You've become something unprecedented. Phoenix Wolves merged with storm. If the Shadow King is right about the First Hunters..." A sound cut through her words. Howling. But not wolves. "What is that?" Sophie whispered. Marcus had gone pale. "Shadow Walkers. Hundreds of them." He looked at us in horror. "The merge... it sent out a pulse of power. They know exactly where we are."

I asked. "Okay, I will read it out," Seth said. He coughed and sat upright to read the letter. *You failed to fulfill my first request, and I hope you fulfill this one, too, because you might end up losing the remaining three companies I have with me. Here's what you need to do to get your three companies back; bow to the Lycan king because he's the only one that can decide the fate of your company. Go live while bowing to him and your three companies will be released immediately without any problem. Alpha Lucian*

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

He didn't appear to be upset to be joining his mate at all. Of the more than 3,000 omegas that had started The Hunt, only 243 were still unclaimed. That night, 243 Hunters returned to the castle and planned the next phase of their attack. Because, at this point in the game, their animalistic nature could do nothing less than attack.

"The goddess always seems to bless Hellhound males with smart women. The gods know those males need them. You're right; myths tend to come from a truth albeit perhaps an embellished truth. Shadow Wolves are no different although I'm not sure there are any werewolves alive today who know the story. "The story goes that Shadow Wolves are the spirits of fallen werewolves that manifest from the shadows around us when summoned. Only one strong enough to control these creatures has the ability to conjure them. They grant a single wish to the person that summons them and they can't be summoned again by that person once the wish has been fulfilled." "But that's not true, is it?" Chloe raised an eyeb