Shadows Web Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes before answering "What are they?" "The Shadows are dark powers which existed in the werewolf world a long time ago. They resurface whenever they feel a strong force in the universe. Your kids are the future of the werewolf world and they must be protected by all means. Are you ready to do that?" She asked and I nodded. "Your help is seriously needed," I answered. "They are stronger when you attack them. They won't attack you so to defeat them you have to stand on your ground, close your eyes, and fight with them using your heart. And they will disappear." That's all you have to do.

I urged, kneeling beside him to steady his shoulders. ​“They are part of the Web now, Winnie,” he whispered, his fingers finding my hand and squeezing with whatever strength he had left. “The Shadow knows its own. If you turn them away, the darkness in you will grow until it consumes you. You need to balance the fire of the deep with the heat of their sun. It is the only way.”

Obstacles that could be overcome, but how? Matthias stood still and watched as she continued down the path and noticed that she turned around again, seeking one last glance at him before she disappeared from view. He knew right then and there that he needed to win her over and quickly. He needed a plan to win her over. Immediately! There was no time to waste! Time was of the essence. But how? Pure and simple, manipulation. Manipulation. Reader Notes: Welcome to the world of Das Schatten, aka, the Shadows. The Schatten can turn into shadows and travel through walls and objects, unless they are bound with silver chains.

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.

, I try to convince her by petting her head. Our family business is most popular business in the world. It is in 3rd rank in the world. We should be careful. Our one mistake can hit the social media, so I was worried. [What would be the consequences if someone clicks their pictures and post in the social media?] She just nodded in agreement.

Amelia asked, looking surprised. "Yeah, but nobody knows about it," I said. "Maybe because it's a small company, where is it located so I can look up t it online?" Amelia asked. "In the outskirts of the midnight city. It's the biggest company ever built in the midnight city and its outskirts," I replied. "You mean the Greenwood company?" Amelia asked. "Yeah," I replied. "I don't believe you," Amelia said. "Get dressed so I can take you there, maybe you will believe me then," I replied as I watched Amelia stand up happily and rush into her room.

When he informed me that shadow had agreed to meet us physically, I was over joyed until he told me he had offered them five times the price listed under his portfolio. Don't get me wrong, money is not a problem but after being in the mobster ever since I turned fourteen, I knew that money made people do crazy stuff and this was suspicious as hell. Shadow was and is still known as the best hacker in the dark web. It's said that there is nothing he can't solve which involves computers, coding and decoding. His price is something that not many people can't afford hence very few people purchase his services. Let's not even mention how elusive he really is.

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 baton connected with the back of my neck, hard and final. Pain exploded through me, fast and blinding. My body gave in instantly, strength draining out like it was never mine to begin with. My knees buckled. The wall slipped away. Voices turned distant. Blurred. And just like that... Darkness took over.

She cozied up to Malcolm, looking at him with a love that was almost too intense. However, right in the middle of the ceremony, as Malcolm and Elaine were crowning James and the excitement was at its peak, everyone's phones buzzed with an urgent alert. [Under the laws of the werewolf community, the severance of the bond between Alpha Malcolm and Luna Mila is official. As of noon, they are nothing to each other.] Malcolm had not even checked his phone, still tucked away in his pocket, but the whispers and sidelong glances from the crowd sent a wave of panic through him.