Novel & Cerita Sherry Eminence In Shadow

“She was never yours.” The shadows laughed. “She will be. You saw it. I showed you what she could become—what you could become. Still, you cling to your weakness. Love. Loyalty. The old lies.” “Then let’s make a new lie,” Steve growled, stepping forward. “One where you lose.” The shadows lashed out. Steve was thrown back, crashing into a mirrored pillar. Emma didn’t scream. She stepped forward instead. The Heart Ember flared beneath her ribs, and fire spilled from her skin like light from a cracked star. The shadows hissed, retreating as she advanced.

“We can’t do anything without these things showing up.” Jamie swung his skateboard into his hands, his movements tense. “How many times do we have to teach this lesson?” “These aren’t the same as before,” Callan said, their glowing presence intensifying. “They’re stronger—manifestations tied directly to the spire’s corruption. Be careful.” The first shadow lunged toward Emma, its clawed hand reaching for the relic. Callan intercepted it with a burst of light, scattering the dark form into wisps of smoke. But the other shadows advanced quickly, their movements unnaturally fast and precise.

A beautiful, fair-skinned woman in elegant clothes approached them angrily. “So his name is Bryan,” Elena whispered to herself. Bryan quickly let go of Elena’s hand and rushed to the woman, who was standing confidently in glass heels, flipping her long curled hair, while her red lips shined. “Honey, it’s not what you think. I was actually bringing drinks when this lady bumped into me…” Bryan started to explain, but the woman threw a white piece of paper in his face. “Save your excuses! I’m done with this! And this time it's final!” She stormed off, without looking back.

“On your signal, Shadow Heir.” Eolan inhaled, the cold coiling in his chest. His shadow stretched unnaturally long across the snow, tendrils unfurling like smoke. “Now,” he whispered. The riders surged forward. Hooves thundered, steel flashed, and Eolan’s shadow stormed ahead—snaking around enemy legs, yanking men from their saddles, snuffing out torchlight in bursts of inky darkness. The mercenaries broke formation in panic. Eolan rode straight through their ranks, his blade finding gaps in armor, his shadow twisting into jagged spears that struck with lethal precision.

Her smile, laced with blood, looked haunting. A Haunt swept in, scattering the cash and gold bars from the car. Sparks flew, and the flames roared to life with a loud whoosh. I pulled a gold bar from my pocket. "Hear me, infant spirits, it's time for our final showdown!" The winds howled as I watched my mom wail in despair. Her tears were for her wealth, not a shred of worry for me. I spun around and plunged into the swirling darkness without a second thought.

One moment she was powerless, the bond being stripped away piece by piece. The next, her wolf rose up inside her like a tidal wave. Like a dam breaking. Stronger than ever before. Wild. Ancient. For three heartbeats, Lyra felt power she'd never experienced. Power she'd never even imagined. Power that made the air around her shimmer and ripple. Power that made shadows dance at her feet like living things. Power that made the pack members step back in fear. Helena's face went white. Snow white. Her green eyes widened in recognition and something else.

she asked. "Not this lifetime or next," I said firmly. "You’re mine. Look at me, say it, Emily. Say you’re mine." "Yours," she whispered. Then she lifted her head. "And Shadow can come." I laughed, finally like I never had in a while. "Of course. Is he your familiar?" I asked. Shadow, the sleek silver snake who seemed always to appear when Emily needed him most, was more than just a pet—he was her magical familiar, a spirit creature bound to her. He protected her, sensing her emotions and keeping her company through everything.

for my Live was already at ten thousand people. "I'm sorry, Becca," I whispered, staring at a photo of us from her matriculation while I was in the second year, before the "Envy" and the secrets. "I can't give you back what I took, but I can make sure they don't take anything else." Who do you think the SHADOW is ? Let me know your guess in the comments 🤗

But as I walked away visibly emotionless, I couldn’t shake the image of the woman in the scarf, sitting in the shadows, watching me like she already knew me. And I had no idea that she was about to change everything.