Shadows Game Of Thrones Novels & Stories

Enzo is just happy to have all his ‘brothers’ The night air was sharp with sea salt and memory, Enzo stood at the edge of the pier, hands in his coat pockets, watching the shadows dance across the warehouse district. The same docks where shipments once moved in silence under the veil of moonlight. Where loyalty was currency and betrayal cost blood. He hadn’t set foot here in years—not since he chose a different path. A better one.

“Shadows? You saw something?” “Yes, you were there.” The confusion in his eyes remained, “didn’t you see them?” “No, I don’t think I did, maybe I was distracted by the wildlings.” “They were there for more than a moment.” She didn’t want to be the one who saw the shadows when no one else did, if only they could ask the wildlings. “They were right there. I swear.” He heard the urgency in her voice, “I believe you.”

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

With a deep breath, I felt The Shadows retreat to their usual place at my heels, their dark energy simmering just beneath the surface, waiting to be called upon once more. The Shadows had become an integral part of my existence, a constant companion that had been by my side for centuries. They were more than just a tool or a power - they were a familiar presence, a comforting shadow that followed me everywhere. I had grown accustomed to their silent obedience, their willingness to wait for my next command.

The truck sped across the muddy beaten path full of tire tracks from other vehicles. Lukas stared at the bright sky. Even if it was morning, the fact that the things they fight in the shadows existed made the world a dark one that no sunrise could ever illuminate. Back when he was living in ignorance, everything was colorful but when he was pulled into a battlezone where incarnated nightmares are the belligerents, everything just becomes black and white. And he thought that the Moro rebellion was dark enough. This conflict, simply known in the documents as the Shadow War, had made him see everything.

Kessler's POV I looked around and realized that everywhere was still dark, so I looked around trying to figure out where I was, but all to no avail. "Where am I?" I shouted when I suddenly fell into a hole and my eyes opened to White Walls and different machines beeping around me. At first, it was blurry so I closed my eyes for a few minutes before I tried to open it again and realized I was still in the same place. The sunlight from the window prevented me from seeing clearly, so I moved my body a little to the left side and saw Seth sitting closer to me...

After forty years of the alternative, the simplicity of it had a weight. The eastern territories had been reading the proceedings documentation for two weeks. They had the shape of the history by now — the alliance, the ambush, forty years of a people surviving in hiding while the kingdom that had destroyed them called itself civilised. The Vampire King walking openly through their markets was not the threat the old stories had prepared them for. It was a man carrying the accumulated weight of everything his people had survived, choosing to be visible about both the survival and the weight. Because visibility was the only real answer to thirty years of the other side's lies.

he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “I'm going to kill you!” she growled, trying to claw at his face. “Not today, and I'd be careful on the threats, your best friend will be next if you decide to disobey me again,” he said pushing her away. “We're always watching, now that I know how to summon you, maybe I'll punish you, there for a while,” he said before disappearing. Abey looked down at her Grandfather. The Chief wandered close by. “This is a bad omen, you must leave. You are plagued by Shadows, scat, scat.” he hissed at her.