The Last Shadow Pdf Novels & Stories

I clear my voice and took a deep breath as I mentally prepare myself to read this monstrosity. ’I love you. I know for a fact that I will never be able to understand why you question how much I do... But you have given me something I’ve never had. And that’s my shadow. Love isn’t selfless, sweet, or innocent. Love is dark, selfish, and passionate. And I wouldn’t have known what love genuinely was without you. Love is a dangerous drug with intoxicating feelings as side effects. You may think being my shadow is terrible, but what is light without its darkness? What’s a life without the inevitable death? You must realize how much you mean to me, right? I even made this sappy speech for you. But

The way something in him is starting to accept what he doesn’t want to. I look back down at the scroll. “There’s more.” My voice is quieter now. “‘Such unity is rare, for the shadow ensures division. But should it occur, the entity will fall, unable to sustain itself without discord to feed upon.’” I stop. My heart is pounding too hard now. “This is it,” I whisper. “This is how we end it.” Lucien doesn’t answer but i keep reading. “‘The last recorded fall of such a shadow occurred in the age of Sun and Star.’”

“That cannot happen. The body rejects what it cannot hold.” “Can it not?” I forced myself to stand and flipped back through the pages with shaking hands. The paper bit me. “There is a missing piece,” I said. “Right here.” The Shadow God went still. The temperature dropped until my breath was visible. “Where is it?” “I don’t know." He was quiet for a long time. Then he stepped closer until I could feel the cold of him on my skin, until the blue torches dimmed as if afraid. “Then we take what we need to finish it,” he said. “And we strike now, while they are still fighting themselves.”

Maybe this was a different kind of love. I took a stack of flyers and set off on my bicycle. The area I was responsible for was the eastern part of the pack. I didn't know any of the werewolves living in the east, but luckily Mr. Wilson had given me a map and a list to refer to. Glancing at the list, Beta William's name was prominently listed. I couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed and nervous. If I happened to encounter Hilda Judson again, and if she had the intention to torture me, it would be quite troublesome. With a sigh, I prayed she wouldn't be home.

My breath came in sharp, shallow bursts as I stared at Marcus's lifeless body, the pool of blood around him spreading like ink on a parchment. I hadn't done this. I couldn’t have done this. Could I? A jolt of panic coursed through me, snapping me out of my frozen state. I backed away, my gaze darting around the room. The shadows on the walls seemed alive, coming closer to me. I needed to think, to move, but my legs felt like lead.

Its eyes were as red as blood and its presence gives a chilling and horrifying feel. “The two witch kids...have you heard about the prophecy?” The twins looked at each other being puzzled. “Oh, I see, I would be glad that I will be the one to tell your fate...” The evil of shadows made them confused. “...if one of you succeeds to become the ruler of the separate worlds, it will be the end of everything.” As Falla moved her pace to her brother trying to hide at her twin's back, Talon eventually vanished and was nowhere to be found. The evil of shadows moved closer in her direction. She feels heaviness and high tension as the evil comes closer and closer to her.

I could taste metallic blood in my mouth. All I could see was the face of a man running towards us, or maybe I was dreaming. We have a man in our sights. Though his light was so bright. Had I died? Was I in heaven? With all I’d done in life, I couldn’t be there. But still, his actual face, the light that surrounded him.... It was like we were in two different worlds. Him in the light and me... I watched his angelic face as slowly the last drop of energy faded, giving way to darkness. THE END

started Luis, his eyes being splashed with a darker shade of blue, “you won’t have the leisure to talk.” Before Z could so much as jump from the desk, an obsidian-black shadow came into view. It was so swift in stretching that no matter how fast the members of the council were, they’ve still been trapped inside the dome it formed itself to. “No sweats, huh.” Z’s eyes darted from the tint of the shadow to the purplish veins popping from his blackened hands. “I see, you still have a competent shadow, but I think it’s already taking a toll on you. Old age, perhaps?”

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.

Like every other night, Jacklyn woke up from her nightmare. The same dream, The same strange people, The ones she'd seen for almost all her life. She got up from her bed and put on the table lamp. The florescence light evolved the room, "Another night, another nightmare." She sighed to herself as she got up and stumbled to get water. Her study table was still filled with unfinished works from last night, The cup of unfinished already cold coffee was still there.