Shadowvanilla Comic Novels & Stories

I confessed, “He definitely won't smile at us and let us have it.” “Your friend, Lavanya blurted out and we all snapped our heads seriously to look at her. “Alpha Vargus's friend,” she added. “My friend who?” Alpha Vargus asked innocently. “She's talking about Dracula,” Clara declared and Lavanya gave her a thumbs up. “Why should I bring Dracula into this?” Alpha Vargus asked, “I told you… he's very obsessed with privacy.”

He immediately grabbed a banana cream milkshake and drank it up as well. "Is there anything more comforting than sipping a milkshake made by you guys on a summer day?" Abel exclaimed, praising the drinks repeatedly. "After having two cups, my energy has completely recovered." Mr. Wilson, on the side, also took a mango milkshake and savored it slowly. Nodding, he revealed a subtle smile at the corners of his mouth. "Not bad, not bad."

Shadows curled lazily beneath his sleeves, like smoke stretching toward warmth. She smirked. “I didn’t peg you for a potions expert.” “I’m not. I just hate cleaning up blood.” There was a beat. Then they both laughed. Quietly. Tentatively. Like they weren’t used to it. The space between them was still. Not awkward—charged. Like both of them were waiting for the other to speak first, to ruin it, to say too much. Finally, she slid the vial into her satchel. “Well, I guess I owe you my spleen, or something.”

Since my parents were killed in a pack war five years ago, Adrian was the only family I had left. But now that he had betrayed me, he was no longer my family. "Elder Slone, that won't be necessary. Please submit a request to activate the Moon Goddess's Veil and erase all records of my existence." Her surprised voice came through. "Why? Once the Veil is activated, the person known as Camilla will completely disappear from the werewolf world. Your Alpha will lose his mind." I gave a bitter laugh. "He won't. He betrayed our mate bond."

Hunger gnawed at my stomach, and I didn't care how late it was. I padded into the kitchen, grabbing the jar of peanut butter from the counter. Twisting the lid off, I dipped my fingers in, scooping out a generous amount. Just as I was about to bring it to my mouth, a shadow moved in front of me. Liam. I tilted my head, smirking. "You're still here?" I licked a bit of peanut butter off my finger. "How does it feel to lose, huh?"

*Fucking sick,* Colt whines, echoing my exact words. “Boss, got what you asked for,” I hear, just over my head. I turn to see Judd, one of our best computer hackers. He’s a vampire but only about eighty years old, and a complete fiend for all things technology. I get a bit nervous too close to him because once in a frenzy he tried like hell to get my neck. Fellow Shadow or not, you don’t forget that shit. Shane practically leaps across his desk to get the tablet, then holds it out a bit as we all crowd beside him. On the screen is a girl who can’t be more than 15, wearing a dress that leaves little to the imagination. No bra, probably no underwear.

“Together.” Their hands clasped, a vow to end The Shadow, their bond a fire in the dark. Hong Kong’s underworld waited, a battlefield, The Shadow’s network a poison. Their love, their united front, was a beacon, their teamwork a pulse that defied the danger. But The Shadow’s reach, Volkov’s power, and Valentina’s sacrifice loomed, a storm poised to break their fire.

All shifting stopped, and within a few minutes, everyone was back in control of their human forms. “Are you quite finished?” Lycaon bit out angrily at Lilith. He pulled his hand away to look at the damage. The sweet smell of blood tinged the air, putting all vampires present on edge this time. Except Paoli, of course, who stood apparently unaffected, watching the power display from both sides with a look of concern.

Finally, I start typing. ObsidianShade: You’re wrong if you think the darkness can be worn like a costume. It consumes you. It’s not about being sweet or light—it’s about being willing to burn everything inside you to ashes. Think you’re ready for that? If you want to shadow me, fine. But you’ll follow my rules. First, prove you can follow orders. Click the link below. It expires in two minutes. Enter the city where you live and nothing else. We’ll talk directly. I don’t work through forums.

“No… this isn’t possible. You shouldn’t be strong enough.” Lyla staggered forward, her breath ragged, every nerve in her body burning. “I told you. You’re just my shadow. And shadows ” she slammed her hand into the twin’s chest, forcing more light through her veins “don’t win.” The shadow screamed, her body fracturing, black smoke pouring from the cracks in her skin. But before she dissolved completely, she leaned close to Eli’s ear, whispering with a smile that was all venom. “He still tasted mine.”