Shadows Peak Novels & Stories

Lucky there’s nothing deep needing stitches. In my grieving and broken state, I begin to feel faint. I let myself go and pass out. Opening my eyes I feel myself transported into another realm. Standing in front of me is my grandmother’s house which stands in front of a looming property which I dare not go near. The “LeFleur” mansion. A place said to belong to my ancestors from centuries ago. A place that continues to haunt my dreams since a child. Something about this place calls to my soul, it pulls me and begs me to return. The house stands in the Normandy countryside. She feels it in the wind and air, she feels it in the depths of the earth, it’s as if a spirit like a piece of me is locke

"The Council has every say when you bring a White Wolf princess into our lands while her father hunts her with bounties and promises of war. You may be Alpha, Kael Blackthorne, but you are not above the pack." Kael’s jaw clenched. I could see him fighting the urge to argue. "Good," Mira said. "You’re learning. Come, girl. Let’s see what the Council makes of you." The gates opened wider. Inside, Shadowpeak was nothing like the White Wolf palace. No marble, gold, soaring ceilings or tapestries. Just dark stone carved from the mountain’s heart. Torches burned in iron brackets. The air was thick with smoke and wolf and something older.

she tells me once again. I think about it for a while. Fate. I'm one who believes in that more than any other person, and I remember clearly my talks with Vanessa on this subject. I used to be the big head, but now I say it's a bit hard to think it's not my fault. However, the consolation is needed as I don't want to start spiraling back into that place where I felt depressed and haunted myself. "You have to be very careful this time around from now on," she tells me again. "The Shadow Clan is getting more and more serious and even desperate. They won't send me now if I won't do it, and it's clear that I won't," she says.

The condensed resentment, the lurking beasts, and the ancient horrors all cowered like insects in the shadow of a predator, not daring to twitch. Up ahead, barely visible through the deepest layer of fog, a dark wheel of light turned slowly in the gloom. That was the heart of Grief Peak. It was the only place where the Chaos inside Sam could be sealed for good, and the first stop on heaven's road back to order. As for the nameless terrors hiding in the forest, the sleeping beasts, the trapped and suffering souls, they were nothing more than scenery in Landon's eyes. They were just set dressing in this little park of his and not worth a second thought.

“You can just barely make out the werewolf continent!” Chris chuckled as he followed my finger. There, off in the distance, was the peak of a mountain poking out through the haze of fog. Moonpeak Mountain—the tallest mountain in the entire werewolf continent, and also the location of Moonshine pack. “Have you visited there before?” Chris asked as we settled into our seats. “Moonshine pack, I mean?” I shook my head. “Never. It’s too far, and the mountain road to get there is treacherous.”

"The Tear of the Sun. It’s a primordial crystal formed from the first dawn. It’s the only thing that can burn the shadow-parasite out of a human soul without killing the host." "Where is it?" Mord pointed to a jagged mountain range on the far eastern edge of the continent. "The Solar Pack’s territory. The Forbidden Peak. They are the ancestral enemies of the Blackwoods. They believe shadows are a sin to be purged." Killian let out a dark, determined laugh. "They hate shadows? Then they’re going to hate us. Prepare the warriors." "No warriors," I said, turning to look at my husband. For the first time, a flicker of my old human self shone through the violet in my eyes. "The Solar Pack has sen

Aria hissed. Lila bared her teeth. “Mommy will eat you.” Ronan laughed, but it sounded forced. He had noticed how strong the twins were. How their combined scent carried pure alpha power mixed with something ancient and dangerous. The drive back to Shadowthorn territory took six hours. When the familiar pine forest swallowed the road, Aria’s scar burned hotter. The mate bond,shattered and silent for years,suddenly throbbed like a fresh wound. Kael was close. She could feel him. That dark, possessive pull wrapped around her throat even from miles away.

**** Deep beneath the mountain… The shadow slid through stone cracks like smoke. It entered the cavern without a sound, gathering itself on the floor until it rose, shaping into something vaguely humanoid, tall, and wrong, shifting like tar that refused to settle. Two red coals flared in its center. A voice seeped out, distorted and layered. “She hid,” the shadow hissed. “The Sorcerer hid from me.” The cavern rumbled, walls trembling as Shade emerged from the darkness, taller, denser, power radiating from him like heat from an inferno.

My veins glowed faintly gold as I pressed my palm to the stone once more. “Show me where you’ve taken him,” I whispered. The ground quaked. Trees groaned. Then the runes flared to life, light streaking outward to form a circle of symbols. In its heart, the air rippled—forming an image of jagged mountains under a blackened sky. The Northern Peaks. I recognized them instantly. That was where the Shadow Court was said to dwell—in the forgotten fortress built on the bones of fallen Alphas. My heart pounded. “I’m coming for you,” I murmured, a vow etched into the wind.

Those who usually wandered were now confined; those absent dared not return, like Prunella. Before departing for the southern border, Klein had repeatedly emphasized that no constructions on the northern Shadow Peaks, as he had plans for the land—a five-story observatory tower. It would be a place to admire the moon, train, and serve other purposes. He intended to break ground next New Year's Day but returned to find houses already built on the north side. The north side of Shadow Peaks was at a high elevation, opposite the waterfall. Building houses there was purely for the residents' enjoyment of the scenery.