Shady Shin Novels & Stories

Marina By one-thirty, I’ve officially changed outfits three times, cursed at my reflection twice, and stood by the window for a solid ten minutes like some suburban spy. The car is late. Of course it is. Because when you say yes to a sketchy, no-details, high-pay job that requires discretion, naturally they send a car that looks like it belongs in a mafia movie. Blacked-out windows. Sleek. Quiet. The kind of car that makes my whole street look suddenly seedier.

He smiled, happy that his pups were at peace now that they have their mother. “Shawna I.” “Don't Shadow, not right now. You have your… wife, I mean mate and I'm sure she needs you. I will be fine, you don't have to worry about me or the boys, I got this.” “Shawna baby, please, don't do this, I just need some time to.” “Shadow, please I need you, I think one of the claws is bleeding again.” Shaid, said weakly. Shawna looked pass Shadow, to stare at a frighten Shaid. She looked like she was about to shit herself. Shawna smiled because she knew that the bitch was afraid that she would tell Shadow everything she did before that monster took over her body.

They offered Silas a window, however small, into the enigma that was Raven's world, allowing him to understand her bit by bit, moment by moment. The sun, now a blazing orb hanging low in the western horizon, cast long shadows across the landscape, stretching out like specters heralding the onset of night. Against this backdrop, Shade made his presence felt. There was a distinctive swagger in his gait, a trait that spoke of his inherent confidence. His entry, like a gust of wind blowing through a tranquil forest, rustled the leaves of the ambiance. The atmosphere instantly became charged, as if a thunderstorm was brewing on the horizon.

In the dimly lit street, Shawn's silhouette emerged, casting an enigmatic shadow. Curiosity sparked in Skylar's eyes as he spotted Shawn, a familiar figure in the late-night darkness. Approaching him, Skylar inquired, "Shawn, what brings you out here at this hour?" The night air carried a nervous energy as Shawn, avoiding eye contact, confessed, "I just wanted to go for a walk, but it turned into a long jog." The silence hung in the air, filled with unspoken questions. Skylar, torn between the urgency of the call and the intrigue of Shawn's late-night presence, nodded in apparent acceptance. Meanwhile, Shawn's gaze darted around, anxiety evident in his restless movements.

That we would all kneel? I pivot, and she is there: the Shadow, named so because she has the build of those who block the light, tall and heavy, stocky, arms bristled with twisted muscles, a smooth and shiny skull like a blade, and a jaw that snaps at regular intervals like a iron trap waiting to crush whatever comes too close.

the lady unbottons two at the top of her shirt, revealing more of her pink neon bra. Shyra stood in disbelief, "Excuse me, I'm standing here" she spat at the lady in the counter and glared daggers at her. "Shyra, what is with you? She's just being funny, god-" Shane retrieves the card from the lady and whispered out an apology to her. The lady smirked at Shyra, "It's fine, sir. Must be a handful handling a

The boundary of our lands but no nothing really lays between the village border and the Yuma estate. I blink up, tilting my head in question to the traditionally dressed Shin. Head to toe, or rather forehead to toe he’s wrapped in loose black clothes. The spikes of his crimson hair rise and flow in uniform rather than every which way. His headband holding the bing cherry locks, while the old school face mask is more a COVID mask with a zipper over the mouth like ours. Meaning Shin who follow the old ways can eat and drink without revealing their selves. A little unsanitary, but highly effective. His presence is…. Something. Something I’m as curious about as I terrified to define. It’s famili

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The Floor is a cloud of chaos, rumbling like thunder clouds beneath me. My eyes remain unfazed, lost, steadied in front of me, for I am far from present and the creatures that surround me. Not when all I see is her. The single shadow that stood upright was only a few feet in front of me. It is the shape of a woman, and it is not hard to tell who. —Shade. Shade's shadow stands before me, as the rest pool around us. It is merely a black figure, with no dimension, but it is HER shadow, I know.

UNKNOWN P.O.V Shayla sat there quietly, in front of the mirror, applying kohl to her eyes. Behind her, the dark-skinned model sighed. "So, you and Cameron again, huh? You good?" Shayla didn't answer verbally. But by the quiver in her hands that held the kohl stick up, Caira knew the answer. "Argh!" Shay muttered as the kohl stick slipped from beneath her fingers, yet again, making a dark gash running from under her eyelid. Caira stood up and walked to her, placing a hand on her shoulder.