Shadowhunters Chat! Novels & Stories

she shouted, her voice boomed not only to the four corners of her room but the whole mansion. She wouldn't be surprised if the twin would suddenly appear in her room any moment. Fortunately, Liam was not around. He left together with their father to attend the monthly annual meeting of the Shadow and Shield United, an alliance between hunters and werewolves. Shortly, as she anticipated, the door of her room burst open. Sky peeked inside, half-naked and leaves were hanging on his hair. Their mother ordered the twin to cut some bougainvillea branches that had reached the terrace on the second floor of the mansion. Behind him was Cloud who, just like his twin had leaves in his hair also. Concer

The room is filled with a diverse mix of individuals, from high-profile celebrities to influential business tycoons, all united by their passion for slaves. Wanting to stay connected with my team, I effortlessly establish a mind link, a telepathic connection that ensures seamless communication throughout the evening. This unique ability allows us to strategize and coordinate our bidding efforts, giving us an edge over other participants. With this powerful connection, we can share information, discuss potential bids, and make split-second decisions without uttering a single word.

Elara POV Claire and Ethan Greystone dueled in the middle of the campus lawn that stretched from one end of the Akademi grounds to the other. They were surrounded by Sinful Saints members who cheered them on. Two burly wolf hybrids were holding back a very pissed off Ash. As we approached, Shadow and Gunner stepped into our path. Grey’s quiet second in command shook his head at us, and Gunner widened his stance. “They’re not to be disturbed,” Shadow said, meeting my gaze.

Shadow waited patiently for them to answer. The thing was, neither Samuel was listening in telepathy nor was using a walkie-talkie. Samuel had entered a special chat created by the goblin and shared with only three of them; Sabrina, Samuel, and Cole. It was different from telepathy and more like using wireless invisible walkie-talkie with limited range. So far, Cole could control the chat within 2 miles radius hence, it is safe to say that he was near them when he created the special chat.

Not just unlit—a thick, velvety black that seemed to swallow the light from the hallway. A voice came from within, flat and disembodied. “Say what you’re here for and stop wasting my time.” I blinked, trying to peer inside. “Can I, uh, come in? Or do you want to come out?” “No.” Alright then. “Fine. I just wanted to talk. We’re teammates. Figured we should know each other. I’m Bryan. I like fire, bad music, and eating. Your turn.” A beat of silence. Then, from the darkness, “I’m the Shadowalker. I tolerate existence. Your turn is over.”

Arthur cried out from the backyard. Zack rolled his eyes as he took the food that had been prepared by their mother. He brought it out into the backyard as Arthur and Damien—the Delta of the Shadow Pack—were arranging the tables for their gathering that night. “Would it help if you just use the mind link? You don’t have to shout throughout the forest so that everyone would know I am a lazy ass son of a—”

Chloe’s head was starting to hurt from the frown that was almost constantly making her brow tense. Lucas didn’t say anything but his eyes gave him away. He was as troubled by this news as Chloe was. Beyond that, Chloe couldn’t make out anything more about what her mate was thinking. It was another mystery mixed in with other piles of mysteries. “The shadows,” Chloe spoke up again, pushing away one puzzle for another. “I saw them again. They spoke to me.” “When did this happen?” Lucas tensed, his eyes hardening. “Just now.” Chloe replied. “when we were running through the forest.”

Wolf: “I would like to offer a bounty to kill The Four Sisters. Anyone, who killed one of The Four Sisters, will be rewarded with 100 gold coins every time. Please show the screenshot while receiving the price. There will be no limit to the times.” Usually, chatting messages would appear on the chat area on “The World Channel, but if the message was sent through the loudspeaker, then it was different. It would appear in a yellow bold font in the center of every one’s games interface compulsively and would stay on the screen for 20 seconds. Sending messages on the chat area on the World Channel was free, but sending a loudspeaker cost 10 at a time. When I saw the loudspeaker, I looked back at

I say and laugh. "You don't need to be nervous about talking to your pack, Amara," he says in response. "I know, but it doesn't mean I won't be. I'm not exactly Sophie or Violet when it comes to making friends." He opens his mouth to respond when horns start blaring, and my mindlink to the pack opens up wide. 'Vampires on the west border!' a female voice yells through the link 'I've got a group coming up on the north border!' someone else yells

I motioned at all of them to quiet down, and when they had I bulldozed on, explaining that like them, I felt exhausted and sweaty, and gross—all inconvenient, but proof that I was still alive. “We’re facing off against Hunters that Mind Work, who will no doubt be able to communicate telepathically! Who will coordinate their attacks even more seamlessly... so, excuse me for being a little grim, but you all knew what you were getting into when you volunteered. “If you didn’t.” I shrugged. “Well, I guess we can all rest when we’re dead, then.” My speech was more of an outburst than anything, but it seemed to have the desired effect because after I finished speaking no one moved to fill in the s