Shadows Voice Novels & Stories

I look up at him. “What was that?” I ask, and he smiles at me, the fire around his irises melting away. “Shadow fire.” He answers softly, then closes his eyes once again. “I’ve never seen it before,” my tone matches his. “Have you always been able to do that?” “No, it’s a recent development, and by recent, I mean three years. I’m trying to get a hang of it, but I haven’t been able to control it. I control shadows, manipulate them as I please. Everything that is a shadow is mine, but shadow fire is difficult to wield, and it’s taking far longer to control, even longer than controlling souls; people.”

He stared at the man with menacing eyes as he spoke in a dark,low voice, "I must say you're really tough but too bad I'm not here for games, I hope you're ready to talk" The man threw his head back as he laughed hysterically before looking straight into Luca's eyes with defiance crossing his face. " I don't care what you do to me but I'm not saying a fucking word" he shouted in a hoarse voice. He tried to spit on Luca's face but due to the distance between them the saliva landed on the floor.

The knock came again, more insistent this time. I took a deep breath and walked over, peeking through the peephole. A figure was standing on the porch, hooded, rain pouring off their shoulders. I couldn’t make out the face. My hand trembled as I reached for the doorknob slowly.. “Who is it?” I called out, trying to keep my voice steady. There was a pause, and then a voice, a vague familiar voice, I hadn’t heard in years, a voice that sent a shiver down my spine.

Thank God she had no idea what was happening around her. So, the mask was coming off. It must have realized it had no power over him and could not sway him to kill Faye. It was revealing its true intentions. ‘Who are you?’ Eli asked. He struggled to keep his voice steady. This was not something he had ever faced before. ‘What are you?’ It laughed, its voice reverberating all around. The air seemed heavy and the smell of rotting, burnt flesh permeated the entire room. ‘I am of the darkness, sent to destroy your precious witch. Long we have waited for this moment.’

his mother asked him as she was crossing her arms. “I don’t think it would be interesting to you, mum,” Caleb said before he was reaching for the meat that was served on the table. His mother slapped his hand before Xavier was snickering behind him and faked a cough to cover it. “Caleb Cavier Andino, I ask you a question and you will answer me,” the Luna of the Shadow Pack was now standing in front of him, not his mother anymore. Caleb gulped when her green eyes narrowed on him.

The classroom was dimly lit, the only light filtering through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the desks. Charlie, Ethan, Maya, and Liam sat in a row, their eyes glued to the clock on the wall, the second hand ticking away the last few minutes of fifth period. The teacher droned on about lunar phases, but their minds were elsewhere, the day had dragged on and now they were merely minutes away from free period. Charlie leaned over to Ethan, whispering just above a breath, “These last five minutes can not possibly go by any slower.” Her voice was barely audible, but the urgency and annoyance in her tone was clear.

Now, it only twisted the knife of betrayal deeper. 'This is all a lie,' I thought as I fought to keep my voice steady. "No need, I'm just tired. I'm going to bed," I said and ended the call, the weight of my unspoken words heavy in the silence. The thought of hearing his voice again was too much; I knew one more word would shatter my composure, and the tears would come flooding out. I could not let a liar see me crumble; my pride would not stand for it.

Proof that shadows were closing in. I leaned into Victor’s chest, his arms wrapping around me like armor. “Promise me,” I whispered. “Promise you won’t let this destroy Elysium.” He pressed a kiss to my temple, fierce and reverent. “I promise. But understand, Cassie—whoever dared to touch you like this… they’ve already declared war.” And in that moment, with Victor’s heartbeat thundering beneath my ear and the photos burning a hole in my thoughts, I realized something terrifying.

"Focus. Stay rooted. Predict its next move." She adjusted her stance, her feet shifting to maintain her balance as the shadow loomed over her. Each clash of their blades sent vibrations up her arms, but she stood her ground, her strikes growing more confident with each passing moment. The shadow swung high, and Bella swiftly ducked, using the momentum to spin and strike at its side. Her blade connected, causing the shadow to stagger, its form flickering like a candle in the wind. A triumphant grin spread across my face as I couldn't help but exclaim, "Yes! That's it! Use its aggression against it!"

Selena’s POV The Shadow Heir’s voice shook the white space. Not dramatic. Not loud. Just sharp enough to slice the silence like a blade. “You,” he said again. And that’s when I realized— Oh. He wasn’t talking to the glowing man behind him. Nope. He was calling his wolf. His shadow wolf. Because WHY NOT, right? Why stop at being creepy when you can summon a nightmare dog too? The wolf peeled out of his back like darkness untangling itself.