Sonic Is In Love With Shadow Novels & Stories

The girl carefully takes my hand and shakes it. "S-so... you love a police officer?" "Nice isn't it? How amazing is it for illegal shadows and emergency sirens to mix together?"

“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.

I needed distance. “You’re being an idiot,” Shadow’s voice rumbled. “Our mate is in school, and you’re here, sulking.” I groaned and sank deeper into my bed, clutching my pillow like it could somehow muffle him out. “We can’t be around her every second,” I snapped. “You know what happens when we’re close. I lose control. You lose control.” “And staying away is working out great, isn’t it?” Shadow sneered. “Because I’m definitely losing it more right now. The bond isn’t going to weaken just because you’re hiding under a blanket.”

“I missed your cock, even though you were a dick. I thought of you all the time, even if I was mad at you.” “I know you missed it, baby. You can’t find another dick like I have. I’m one in a billion.” “Okay. That’s enough, Alpha. You already have the ego larger than your land.” “I love you, Shadow.” He hugged me tight, and the room shifted from sexual tension to a romantic mood. “I can’t live without you. I don’t wanna live without you.” I looked at him and cupped his face, showing him how much he meant the world to me. I dropped my wall, breaking all the barriers, letting my thoughts open for him— my heart and my soul bare free.

“Alpha.” There’s always been rumors about the two of them being lovers, but nobody really knows for sure. They seem to play it up in front of people. But behind closed doors, who knows, though neither I nor Iselyn have seen them so much as hug. “Don’t I always?” he replies playfully, making a show of flexing his biceps, the chains rattling in his hands as he does. “Oh, love,” she says, something like playful pity in her voice. “You think you’re the only one?”

’ I sucked in a deep breath to attempt to calm her down which didn’t do much, but it gave me the strength to walk away. Shadow has always been supportive of my decisions, leaving me to make them mostly on my own especially when it came to Devin because let’s face it, he hurt me more than he did her since the bond between her and I was incomplete at the time of the rejection, but ever since that dream she’s been a lot pushier than I was used to. I’ll admit that I really want to mend our relationship and I’m willing to give him a second chance, but I won’t lie and say that I’m not scared that he doesn’t want me and hurt that he hasn’t even tried communicating with me at all or apologising.

"You knew everything Irene did to me. Yet, you still chose to hide the truth because you knew I couldn't leave you. But you forgot one important thing… I am human, and I have this pesky thing called feelings." "I can fix this," Nolan rushed out. "I promise I'll take care of you." He knocked over his coffee cup in his panic. It crashed onto the floor, shattering into pieces across the tile. I gazed at the broken pieces. "That's us. The cracks will still be there even after you put it back together." Then, I looked at him calmly. "Nolan, I can't love you anymore." He finally got the memo; he finally understood how determined I was to leave him.

Someone who had accompanied me in times of trouble. “As of this moment, you are no longer part of my syndicate. You are no longer my friend or brother. You mean nothing to me. You are dead to me. I don't want to ever see you around me again. Take your… whore with you, far away from here.” I turned my back on them, not wanting to see another second of their existence. Of his betrayal. My hands were still bloody, trembling, but a strange numbness had settled over me. I walked out of that warehouse, leaving Mariana half dead, with the man who claimed to love her, the man I had once trusted with my life. He was nothing but a shadow now.”

Wolves were running all over, and then she got a mindlink. "The Shadow Howlers are here, and it looks like they came to fight," Her dad said in the mindlink to the pack. Why would The Shadow Howlers come to their pack? They were the pack that basically policed other packs, but The Last Moon Pack hadn't done anything wrong. In fact, they were so vanilla that Bianca hoped her mate would take her away. She picked Trisha up and ran toward the pack house. They got to the front porch just as the warriors arrived.

And on her head sat a silver circlet, the mark of a Luna. The mark that should have been Lyra's. As Lyra watched, unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to look away, Marcus leaned down and kissed Isla. Long and deep. The kind of kiss that spoke of love. Of belonging. Of years together. The pack cheered. They raised their glasses. They celebrated. Two small children, twins by the look of them, ran up and hugged Marcus and Isla's legs. A boy and a girl, both with blonde hair like Marcus. They were laughing, excited by the party.