Shadows In Durango Novels & Stories

With people threatening to leave, Shane had to suck it up and make a call. "Well, looks like we're not waiting for Lily. "Let's get this party started." The moment he said that, the lights in the hall cut out, throwing us all into pitch black. A second later, the LED screen at the back blazed to life. As grumbles filled the air, a video flashed onto the screen. It showed Shane and Joanna, caught in a compromising moment right beside my hospital bed. The crowd gasped in shock. Shane's face went ashen, and he shouted at the tech crew, "Who dared to play that video? Take it down now!"

I step away from her, confused. I don’t know what to do to make it stop. I look to my mother for help, but she’s not looking at me, her horrified eyes are looking behind me, and I turn just in time to see shadows slithering from everywhere across the field and merging together behind her hunched form. I step back as the shadows create some sort of puddle, and then out of it steps…a man. “Before I strike, which one of you hurt my mate?” He says, and I freeze.

Vanadine thought as he passed through the shadows. *** He and Horann had come here decades ago looking for excitement and danger, finding it in one of the taverns that managed to ply a trade in this dump. It had been a smoky, stinky, run down kind of place filled with smoky, stinky, run down elves. Horann had picked it and immediately attracted the attention of several males there. Vanadine had watched in amusement as they came to her one by one while she sipped at the sour brew they sold as ale in the place.

Magnus and Mary were harvesting her energy to sustain themselves. Faye lifted the dagger, its blade gleaming in the darkness. She sunk to her knees and with a mighty cry, plunged the dagger into the ground before her. At that very moment, Janice fell, her body hitting the floor, barely making a sound. A soft blue glow began to envelope the entire building. It extended all around it and she heard the surprised reactions from Eli, Sybil, and Mark. They saw it too. The dagger’s power was strong enough, to allow everyone to see it.

Its eyes were as red as blood and its presence gives a chilling and horrifying feel. “The two witch kids...have you heard about the prophecy?” The twins looked at each other being puzzled. “Oh, I see, I would be glad that I will be the one to tell your fate...” The evil of shadows made them confused. “...if one of you succeeds to become the ruler of the separate worlds, it will be the end of everything.” As Falla moved her pace to her brother trying to hide at her twin's back, Talon eventually vanished and was nowhere to be found. The evil of shadows moved closer in her direction. She feels heaviness and high tension as the evil comes closer and closer to her.

Willow applied pressure to her arm with a piece of paper while Roy gripped the steering wheel tight, his knuckles white. Sierra’s call came in halfway down the road, and she sounded panicky. “Roy, the candle we lit for Melanie in the church is flickering for no reason. I think it’s about to go out. Can you check it out? I’m worried.” Roy slammed the brakes and replied, “I’m heading back. We’re not traveling down the mountain tonight.” Observing the anguish look on Willow’s face, Roy changed his mind. He saw no reason to let Willow have her way.

Fenix said as Samantha nodded. “I agree on that,” she agreed as Fenix chuckled. They talked for a few moments, walking down the streets as Samantha stared at the darkening skies. Time to get going, I guess, she mused as she excused herself from Fenix before taking her leave. Samantha whistled, walking along the small trail that led to the darkened, foggy forest where the Shadow Pack lived. She was happy, humming a lullaby before her acute hearing picked up some noises behind her. Samantha stilled in her walk. Her hair rose at her nape as she felt the disturbance of energy in the small trail.

The other Aurora stepped back. Letting someone in. The shadow. The same one. Aurora leaned forward. Trying to see the face. Trying to catch it. But again— it stayed hidden. Just out of reach. “Show me…” She whispered. Almost pleading. “Show me who it is…” The scene flickered. Distorted. Then— for a split second— the shadow moved into the light. Aurora’s eyes widened. Her breath stopped. Because this time— she saw it. Clear.

I kept my eyes locked on a shop's high logo ahead, doing everything I could to avoid looking down. I couldn't count how many seconds ticked by, but the moment I felt the pathway sloping downward, I finally breathed a massive sigh of relief. Finally, we crossed the overpass. Just like earlier, he toured me inside Shopwise and the other shops surrounding the commercial center. It was exactly 6:30 in the evening when Dominic and I decided to head back. I didn't pass up the opportunity for us to hang out at the parking place. It was already dark, but there were still plenty of people around, jogging through the open space.

The Valley of Shadows loomed before us, its eerie stillness seemingly alive with the weight of our unspoken fears. We exchanged a solemn glance, steeling ourselves for the trials that awaited. As we ventured deeper into the darkness, the air grew heavy, suffused with a sense of foreboding. Shadows danced and writhed, taking on eerie forms that whispered haunting melodies in our ears. The very essence of the valley seemed to pulse with a malevolent energy. "What could possibly be waiting for us in this forsaken place?" Malachi wondered aloud, his voice hushed and filled with a mix of anticipation and caution.