Romans & histoires Shikamaru Shadow

Even in silence, he had that cool vibe that made me want to mess with him a bit. "Hey, what's your name?" "Jim." A single bead of sweat rolled down his forehead as he looked at me, catching the moonlight and sparkling so brightly it left me speechless. I tossed him a wooden bow. "Catch. You'll need this to stay alive." Jim looked confused, his brow furrowed in thought. He hurried to keep pace with me. "Aren't you curious who killed me? Or why did I end up buried in a stranger's grave?" There was a hint of anger in his voice.

With that command the warriors band together in a protective circle and started pushing the Werevamps away from the SUV. Shadow felt the strangest feeling he couldn’t put his finger on it, but it felt like someone was watching him. No, watch the SUV waiting to make a move. He knew what he felt wasn’t wrong but why did it feel familiar? "Blaze keep your eyes open for anything beyond the fighting. I feel like we are being watched, I think they are waiting to attack." Shadow said via mind link. He turned to Charms. "Charms if anything happens I need you to do exactly what I say. I know it will be scary, but I promise I won’t let anything happen to you ok?” Shadow looked down at the little girl

His face was covered with his black hat, but his smirk and cold aura was clearly visible to all. What Emma and her friends didn't know, was that every word spoken by them was heard by the devil. But, the strange part was that, Nick found this all interesting. He found Emma intriguing, and so he changed his plan. Nonetheless, his smirk showed that the thing cooking in his mind can never be something good. On the other side, The deal was signed and Nick was shaking hands with the other man standing in front of him. Old by his age, his face had a scar and his aura was same as Nick.

“Enough. Focus. This is serious. That Shadow Alpha isn’t a rumor. He isn’t a threat from afar anymore—he’s testing boundaries, seeing what she can do, what we can do.” Zaria’s silver eyes swept over the pack. Mara, Silas, Rowan, Nadia Clarke—they were steady, unflinching, humorous when they could be, but deadly serious when necessary. Their presence anchored her, grounding her against the pull of the shadow calling through mirrors, reflections, and unseen whispers.

Amari POV: It's been 36 hours of doing nonstop training and Shadow said the reason I'm controllable now and I quote is because "now I know the truth". I guess it helps but it hurts turning into 'obsidian' Well that's what the men here call me behind Shadow's back cause my eyes turn pitch black "Amari are you ready" one of the men says as they knock on my door "Yeah uhm I just need a second" I shout back.

she said, voice clipped Tokyo steel laced with proverbs, "you move like prey who learned to hunt. Sit. Tea?" Porcelain cup warmed my palms, steam curling like secrets. "Eiko Nakamura. SatoTech legend. What does the spider want with the fly?" Her fox-sharp features creased, not a smile but assessment. "Kenji's methods—family vintage. Orchestrated chaos for the empire. But you? Riddle first." She slid a lacquered box across the low table, engraved kanji pulsing. "Three shadows chase the moon. First devours light. Second mirrors truth. Third? Guards the dawn. Which binds Kenji?"

Shadow said for Maria to shake her head. "yes, but he still blindly believes she's alive. I want him to see the corps so he can feel what I felt shadow" Maria said sighing... "Then let's kill her and end this" Shadow said for Maria to smirk... “I want her to die so slowly not noticing her life is living her shadow. Killing her won't give me satisfaction because anytime I see her, I feel joy. After all, her medication is not working because of the portion that is being added to her tea." Maria said smiling before she went back to shadow and push him down,

Chandler's legs gave way, and he sank to the floor. He stared blankly at the blood-covered flesh on his hand, murmuring, “It’s really her, it’s really her… “How could this happen?” He asked as he gazed at Ben, his eyes bloodshot, panic and anger surging within him. With a wave of his arm, he sent everything nearby crashing to the ground. Then, he seized Ben’s collar. “Bring me all the data on A167!” His voice trembled as he sank into despair. “Wasn’t it said that the special drug was supposed to be effective?”

Isolde brushed away the crumbs from his mouth with such care. The two of them looked so close, like they were in their own little world where no one else could step in. I tried to ignore the twist in my stomach and was about to walk away when a bunch of assassins in black jumped out of nowhere. I stepped back, asking them, "Who are you guys? What do you want?" The assassins looked at each other and then ran straight for me. Their hands gripped weapons with dark, poisoned blades—the same deadly poison that had hurt my dad!