The Shadow King Book Novels & Stories

Karina was covered in sweats, her teeth gritting as she poured all her force into slowing down the momentum of Hail’s final attack. Without another word, the other Nobles summoned their shadow. The blackness of its feature stretched until they connected. It was only then that it stretched into a dome that covered all of them. At the same time, Sloane called upon her shadow who stretched in the basis of her shadow. Before the dome closed upon her, she’d seen Sloane winked at her and she felt a warm sensation stabbing her stomach.

What they don't say is what happens after. What happens after is this. Just this. And it is more than enough. THE END SHADOWBORN: The Rise of the Dragon Wolf

No cars, televisions or roads. He made his way to the palace, angry that his carriage had shown up two hours later than usual. He noticed that the streets were empty. He entered the king's quarters, bowing as he came in presence of the king. "Harver Morvacain. I've been expecting you". "King Trafford... ". "Urgency, please. The Lioness claim you're the man for the job. I need your help in retrieving a book". "Book? " "The Book of Shadows. Lies beyond the mountains, for anyone daring enough to embark on a journey that kills most men".

“Forgive our informality, Your Majesty. I wasn’t aware.” A shiver went through Haldir from the icy eyes on his back, and he released his hands from Rosemary, only to have her thread her arm through his and turn him to face her husband. Even to a man who cannot die, the Darke King was frightening. He glowed blue with a spark that Haldir had seen before, and he understood the immense power he was facing. The immortal human lowered his eyes to the floor and bowed his head to him. “Your Majesty.”

The White Tide crown lay across the ravine behind us. It rose from the ground. The crowned shadow reached for it through Raiken’s body. I pulled the white wolf forward. Not fully. Just enough. Claws formed at my fingertips. White light spread across my skin. I drove my hand against Raiken’s chest. The shadow screamed. The pack recoiled. Black smoke tore from his mouth. It gathered above us, shaping itself into the false king. Shin threw his blade. The shadow caught it. Then laughed. You cannot kill blood.

And with that, a figure emerged from the shadows, a figure that looked identical to Zephyr, but with eyes that burned with an inner darkness. "Meet your shadow self," the Shadow King said. "The part of you that you've been trying to keep hidden." Zephyr's eyes widened in horror as her shadow self began to circle her, its eyes fixed on her with a malevolent glare. "No," Zephyr whispered. "This can't be happening." But it was too late. The Shadow King's plan was already in motion, and Zephyr was about to face her greatest challenge yet.

The dagger clattered to the floor. Cassian swung his blade. The king did not even flinch. The steel stopped inches from his chest, frozen in the air, held by nothing I could see. You cannot hurt me, the king said. I am not flesh. I am not blood. I am the shadow you carry. I am the crown you refuse to wear. I am your destiny. He looked at me. And you are mine. The gold exploded. The shadow surged. And the bond went dark. I woke in darkness.

I lay there, trembling, tasting blood, my body aching, but it was my heart that felt shattered beyond repair. As darkness slowly pulled me under, one thought echoed in my mind: he chose her. I woke up in the hospital; no one was around, but the pain I felt had subsided. ‘How did I get here?’ I asked myself; just then a nurse walked in. “You are awake, Mrs. Adams." "The doctor said you should rest and you still need to recover. I will be right back." She said as she stepped out. As I sat on the bed, everything my sister said replayed in my head, and Cole’s betrayal

Would you like the truth, little Queen? Before anyone could stop it— The creature forced a memory into her mind. Lyra gasped sharply. The world vanished again. She stood inside a destroyed throne room beneath a burning black sky while blood covered silver marble floors. Bodies lay everywhere around her. And at the center of it— The Shadow King. He looked monstrous. Shadows consumed half his body while silver-black power tore through the castle walls around him uncontrollably. Entire armies surrounded the palace. Terrified. Because they weren’t fighting a King anymore.