Shadows In Durango Novels & Stories

Aria says. "I wouldn't do it if I thought it was putting you guys in danger. Don't worry about it." I say. Suddenly we felt the building shudder. Like there was an earthquake or something. So we all got up but it was a quick shudder. Not like an earthquake. But then it happened a second time. We all ran out to the courtyard and Angelo ran out behind us. The shadow witch was out there throwing bolts of power at the gate to the mansion. "What the hell is this?" I asked Angelo.

“It wasn’t the breeze. The shadow looked at me.” I forced a chuckle and tried to change the subject. “Alright, shadow watcher. How about we go get some ice cream before dinner, huh?” He nodded slowly, but even as we walked to the kitchen, he kept glancing over his shoulder. I did too, just once, and for a fleeting second, I thought I saw a shape slide across the far wall, darker than the rest of the room. I blinked, and it was gone. That night, Dexter woke up screaming.

He was out of the van before I could protest, his body a blur of silver light against the absolute dark of the Shadow Lands. I scrambled out after him, grabbing a flare gun from the emergency kit. "Darius, wait!" One of the shadows moved. It didn't run; it simply existed in a new location, ten feet closer to Darius. It raised a hand, and the air around us shattered. A wave of concussive force hit the van, throwing me back against the hood. Darius roared—a sound that was half-man, half-something much older. He met the shadow mid-air, his shimmering fists colliding with the dark energy. The impact sent a shockwave through the ground, cracking the black stone beneath their feet.

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge

I asked, looking at three who stood across from us. “We thought the Shadow of death was a man, never thought it could be a woman.” Luciano said. Why, because they just assumed only men could be doing something like this and no woman could be capable of inflicting so much fear on the world. Having them look over their shoulders scared for their lifes, owndering who it was becasue the Shadow of death could be walking next to them or be around them very where and don't even know who it was.

The descent into Level Three of the Northern Shadows dungeons was a physical descent into paranoia. It was a place designed not for prisoners of war, but for traitors of the blood. The air was entirely devoid of moisture, preserving a mummified, suffocating silence that pressed against my eardrums. There were no flickering blue torches here. The only light came from the violent, glowing red runic wards etched into the obsidian walls, casting a bloody, subterranean hue over the steep, spiraling staircase.

"Shadow fiends don't get tired. They don't get bored. They just hunt until they catch you or something stronger scares them away." "Great," Brady muttered. "So we're trapped in a creepy cabin with monsters outside. This is fine. Everything's fine." "Shut up, Brady," Walter snapped. He was pacing near the window, watching the shadows move. "We need a plan." "The plan is simple," Willow said. She was sharpening a blade she'd pulled from somewhere. "We wait until dawn. Shadow fiends can't survive direct sunlight." "There's no sun here," Bree pointed out. "We're in a valley that exists in some nightmare dimension. How do we know there's even a dawn?"

“Come in.” The door swung open. Duke came in. “There’s a lot of things I missed.” “You took care of the pack while I was away. How’s Kindra?” “Pregnant and moody.” The way he smiled, he looked so happy. The door opened again. This time, it was Shadow. “Hey, Duke. I missed Kindra. How’s she? How are the babies?” “Healthy. Thank you for asking. Um, I’m here because we are planning a small picnic near the stream. I would love it if you could—”

The dragon picked up several rocks from the floor and began to throw them out of the dome. To my surprise, the shadows understood what Drago and I wanted to do, so they gently retreated to let us see the ghouls. I could tell they were completely disoriented, so my mate threw more rocks, and that's when I took a deep breath. Tuck the creatures in and get them away from here, then do the same to the creatures at the entrance and help my other dunks, I ordered the shadows. The shadows did as I told them; they tucked the ghouls in, and that made them scream furiously because their vision was taken away; however, the shadows did not harm them and pushed them to the bottom of the cave, to a place

Shadow looked as if she was running across a flat path, even though she jumped across the roof that had a massive gap. ‘She is capable enough to take good care of herself.’ They were talking to themselves while admiring Shadow’s extreme stability while enjoying the wind that pushed her around in full purpose. Juviana leaped forward and ran next to Shadow. “Where are we going?” Shadow didn’t even turn to her. “Dungeon.” “Dungeon? Do we have a dungeon in the middle of the city?” Shadow snorted, she waved her hand in dismissal. “Just you wait.” “Master.” Nathan came closer.