The Long Shadow Book Novels & Stories

I was surprised that I didn’t feel sad at all. You must have forgotten, Chandler. When I first married you, I playfully mentioned that my mom was especially afraid of the dark. You had hung up star-shaped lights all over this locust tree for her. You said that this way, she wouldn’t be afraid anymore. How about now? You had left her alone in that dark, claustrophobic coffin for so long. [Get to the hospital and take care of your mom!] Chandler spat. [I’m not getting involved. Her decision to commit suicide was her own, it has nothing to do with me!

While we're walking inside, I told Daniel, "Shadow is one of the scariest loan sharks of Colorado so don't get into trouble with him. For him, everyone's the same." "Is this a warning?" "Definitely." Shadow walked to me and greeted me saying, "Lucy! I didn't think you'd be coming for real. What's the problem?" Since he was surrounded by his guys I asked him, "Can we talk somewhere private?" He nodded and took us to a room where he held some guys in chains. I pointed at them and asked, "What about them?" Shadow ordered his guys to get rid of them. Once we're alone, I pointed at Daniel and said to Shadow, "He's one of the grandsons of Mr Anderson."

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

One of the elders said One of the oldest elders of the shadow moon packs walked up to the table where the book was and grabbed it. He unwrapped the red linen that the old woman had covered the book with before he continued. He paused for a while as he saw a warning written at the back of the book. "The only one to read out what is in this book must be a gamma from the shadow moonpacks. No one else apart from him should read the book." The book flipped off his hands, and his mouth gaped open.

Dell lays his hand once again on the big leather book. “What do you mean daddy? How am I so special besides being born a female instead of a male?” Corbin asks looking at the book intently before finally looking up at her dad as he stares at his hand on top of the book. “When you were about a year old. Paden showed up with this book under her arm. She told me that she found it and that it belongs to me and my blood line.” Dell sighs as he let’s go of his daughter’s other hand. Turning the big book around to face his daughter he opens to the page he had marked so many years ago. “I read this book and found that it belonged to our original pack. It was written by a Shadow.” He says as Corbin l

Dance with the Devil is a song by Immortal Technique that I once heard. After dancing with a rumored devil in the flesh, I don't know why I can still recall these songs. Nicholas is a peculiar and mysterious individual. When I questioned him about our relationship, he replied, "I'll show you." Shortly after, he had my legs spread wide and had his cookie all to himself while I was resting on my back. I keep wondering just what that particular moment meant. Am I just a gullible young woman who just abandoned herself to a stranger? Love is supposedly blind, but I don't believe it to be more blind than I am. If a blind man can accurately play piano notes. I ponder how I can't notice the danger r

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the golden afterglow stretched their shadows long, until they merged into one, indistinguishable from each other. This scene was more eternal than any painting Elara could ever create. Its name: "Freedom and Love." (The End)

He was talking so fast, it was like his words were over lapping each other at times. “Remember the Shadow Syndicate? I can’t stop thinking about them. According to the witches, they were thought to be extinct. But now, they’re back. And working with wolves. I couldn’t help thinking that maybe they play a huge part in this prophecy. Could they be what we are all waiting for?” He spread out the book down, and fumbled around through the book. He made a satisfying hum after he found what he was looking for. He walked over to a separate table and placed a map flat over its surface and jabbed a finger at the eastern.

Book 2: Crown of Shadows Chapter 1: The Departure The carriage door closed with finality that echoed through her chest like a death knell. Through crystal-clear windows enhanced with court magic far beyond territorial capabilities, she watched Shadoweave's spires fade into pre-dawn mist. Each familiar landmark disappeared with the inexorable permanence of choices that couldn't be unmade.

The door to Marcus Wayne’s private room creaked open, and I stepped inside hesitantly. My heels clicked against the hardwood floor, a sound that felt deafening in the suffocating silence. The dim light cast long shadows across the elegant yet eerie room, with its heavy drapes and dark leather furniture. Every instinct screamed at me to turn around, to walk out of this mess, but I couldn’t. My boss’s warning echoed in my mind. "A favor for a favor is how things are run," he’d said, his tone leaving no room for argument.