Shadows On The Road Novels & Stories

and closes the door behind him. I hold my breath until I hear the truck leave, then walk to the window to watch it drive down the road until I can’t see or hear it anymore. Then I sink to my knees and cry until I can’t cry anymore. The mixture of thoughts and emotions is so hard to explain. Deep down, I know Rob"s full of shit, and at the same time, I believe I’m a lazy fat-ass, and everyone thinks so.

That he had felt none of them die was a good sign. “I’m fine. Pull them back. I will have to send in the Shadows.” He finished the call before throwing his cellphone into the passenger seat. The city passed him in dim lights as he made his way to the outskirts. There were large patches of wooded lands he could easily use for disposal. He was winding around the deserted road leading to the location he thought best suited when he heard a bump in the back of his car. He listened but did not hear it again. A few minutes later, he heard it for a second time. This time he stopped the car, pulling over onto the soft shoulder. He sat there and listened.

I clear my voice and took a deep breath as I mentally prepare myself to read this monstrosity. ’I love you. I know for a fact that I will never be able to understand why you question how much I do... But you have given me something I’ve never had. And that’s my shadow. Love isn’t selfless, sweet, or innocent. Love is dark, selfish, and passionate. And I wouldn’t have known what love genuinely was without you. Love is a dangerous drug with intoxicating feelings as side effects. You may think being my shadow is terrible, but what is light without its darkness? What’s a life without the inevitable death? You must realize how much you mean to me, right? I even made this sappy speech for you. But

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.

The leaves were rustling as if the wind had passed through them. However, when one looked closely at the dark, forbidden forest that the tight community of Paphos, Cyprus had to forbid their children and citizens there, one would find that something was moving through the leaves, not the wind itself. The shadow lurked in the shrubbery, trying to stay hidden from its pursuers, laying low on the ground as its blue eyes were looking at the people—bad, dirty humans—who were trying to catch it beforehand.

Everywhere was quiet, as they drove past the huge city. Emandra was still unconscious and so was Shane. While Enzo had his eyes on the road, he still kept glances towards the shadows who were not so comfortable. ‘’If you would stop then just maybe they can rest’’ Chase tells Enzo who would not be staring at the Shadows. Chase could see they were drained but were holding up for his sake. As they drove even deeper into the valley, they felt something was not right.

The branches of trees bent low, casting shadows across his windshield that looked like hands reaching for him. He turned on his headlights even though there was still daylight — the shadows were too dense. His stomach tightened. His throat dried. His palms were slippery with sweat again. “What kind of place is this…?” he whispered. Then he turned the next corner. And his blood ran cold. Ahead of him, the road split — one side entirely blocked by fallen logs, the other leading into a long, straight path that seemed swallowed by thick bushes and towering trees. He checked the paper again. Yes.

So tall they casted shadows that stretched across the narrow road and made it look a lot darker than it was supposed to be. The road ahead twisted and turned, leading us deeper into the unknown. The further we delved in, the darker it became. It was still early, about nine thirty. An hour passed and the road seemed to stretch on longer before us. I couldn't help but wonder if we had made the right decision. We hadn't encountered any signs of civilization or other wolves, which made me question the accuracy of the map. "Are you sure we are on the right path," I asked Shawn as I turn to him. His brows furrowed and he looks at his phone before turning it to me. "Yeah man we-

Her eyes glint with madness. BROOM! BROOM! Then, a group of motor gangs casually approached her area. A sound of vicious voices from the bikers roared in darkness. The illuminated light nearly blinded her. She raised her palm to shield her eyes from the light abuse for the second time. "Hey, dude. What are you doing in the middle of the road? Want to die that badly, yeah?" Shadow gulped down the uneasiness that didn't settle down. Something was missing in the content.

Lior stirred, pacing just under my skin. ‘This road reeks of omen.’ “Yeah, thanks for the pep talk,” I muttered under my breath, scanning the dark stretch of the highway. I walked a few steps away from the car, my eyes narrowing at the tree line. The shadows stretched long and sharp under the pale wash of the moon, the kind of shadows that could swallow you if you stared too long. I half-expected some glowing-eyed freak to step out and wave hello to me.. but.. Nothing.