Solo Leveling Shadow Army Novels & Stories

"I couldn't lose you. Not today." Ashren’s gaze softened. He reached across the table and took my hand. His thumb traced the calluses on my palm. "You won't lose me," he promised. "But we have to change tactics. We can't fight a Shadow Army with guerrilla strikes. We can't just hide on that island forever." "Drax said they track by scent," I recalled. "Magic scent." "Exactly. And right now, between the baby and the amplifier, we are the brightest lighthouse in the ocean."

"I want them on high alert, scouting the borders. If there’s one rogue, there may be more." A raven haired woman with a steady gaze stepped forward. "Kenziel..." She called out, her voice calm but firm. "You must be careful because if this is an attack, the rogue may be a distraction." Kenziel nodded, his gaze hardening, giving her words a second thought. "You speak the truth, Sylvia." He acknowledged, turning to face her. "I will not underestimate our enemies. For this, we must be vigilant." Sylvia inclined her head in a slight bow. "Your wisdom will serve us well, Alpha." She uttered, raising her head up. "But we must also consider that the Silver Moon Pack may not be the only threat we fa

The enemy, who seemed cocky at the prospect of a battle of 50 to 17, seems a little more hesitant when the numbers are more equal. Walking to the side of the pickhouse, I make a show of taking off my shoes and putting them to the side. I hear JR walking out of the packhouse and telling them to bar the door. Some of the Shadow warriors want to join, but JR convinces them to stay inside in case they are needed to defend their own people.

And I'm alone. No, not alone, I mentally shake myself. I have a family now. People who love me and care about me. For so long, it was me and my father. After his death, it was only me, all by myself. I rise from the chair, feeling human muscles where none existed before. Even my balance is that of a killer; it's what I'm designed for. A thrill shoots through me, and I feel the raw power of who and what I am even without shifting. I am a Shadow Warrior. I have hellhounds to kill, the Federation to handle, and a new world to rebuild. Piece of cake.

The boss was always fretting over idle chatter, yet there he was, summoning the Forbidden Army without hesitation. Known as the Blood Shadow Forbidden Army, that force was divided into ten squads, each a hundred strong. Each warrior had survived the harshest battles, their resolve forged in the fires of war. The Forbidden Army's soldiers were the best of the best in the Blood Shadow Force, their skills honed to at least the level of a seasoned martial general, with some even achieving the prowess of a mid-level martial god. When a Forbidden Army soldier unsheathed their blade, it was a guarantee of bloodshed.

Orange Street lights illuminated the bellies of the grey clouds that hung above and in the distance were the lit signs of stores and restaurants. Chloe didn’t recognise the place but something in the back of her mind told her this was a human settlement of some kind. It wasn’t in the same state but was also close enough to share the same kind of weather. The shadows circled around her legs, rubbing their pitch black pelts over Chloe’s naked skin. The fur was as cold as ice but as soft as silk and it tickled her fingers as she Idly reached out to touch them. It were the shadows that coaxed her to follow some invisible path set out just for her. Chloe wasn’t sure how she knew this, but the sha

Humans may not be as powerful as the immortals, but their sheer numbers would be impossible to defeat. "We're asking you to begin collecting your own army. Track Lycaon and clean up the messes he's bound to make. Dwindle his numbers until you're confident you can defeat him. Then bind him with silver and bring him to us. He draws most of his power from the wolves bound to him, so each kill will weaken him," said the balding vampire. "We agree to provide you with all the resources you need," the strawberry-blonde added. "Right now, most of the loyal guards have been dispatched in similar missions," she said, nodding slightly at Empusa, then Sekhmet, indicating the two former guards now standi

It worked on a few of the younger Toten, but not for Anders. The Schatten were able to pick off about ten of the Toten as they backed away from the castle heading towards the river. They took one into custody and placed him in a circle of containment, where he could not shift into his shadow form. The Toten didn't have real Schatten forms; their shadows were weaker and more visible to the human eye. The fighting continued for hours, as each side gained some ground. Daan cast that one of the security guards went down; lost his head. Literally!

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

The third wave approached causing the cry of both taking them to the highest peak and dropping them satiated and exhausted. Cristian's member came out when he lowered the knot and turned on his back looking for the air that did not reach his lungs. His companion by his side was the same although plunged into total unconsciousness. His eyes were closing little by little without being able to avoid it, the bond was complete. Now she belonged to him and he belonged to her. He was the happiest wolf in the world. ***