The Shadow King Novels & Stories

“Drink the contents.” “What is it?” “Just drink, princess Sera. The ritual has already begun.” My eyes landed on each of them before finally taking the gourd in my shaky hands. The liquid burned as it travelled down my throat and the taste of blended fruits and herbs filled my mouth. As I swallowed the fruity taste changed into something bitter and pungent that almost made me retch. “The rules are simple. Survive a night in the shadow cave and only then will you be fit to marry the Shadow king.”

I'd been the Shadow King for so long, I'd forgotten how to be anything else. I raised my hand. Shadow magic gathered around my fingers. Enough power to tear down mountains. To break apart realms. To kill a wolf who'd done nothing wrong except love the woman I wanted. Behind me, my shadow army assembled. Hundreds of creatures ready to die for their king. Ready to follow me into the kind of battle nobody wins. The throne room doors stood ahead. Behind them, she was probably in his arms right now. Probably looking at him like he was her whole world.

I shivered, and not in a good way. “Edgar wants the role of King, if he gets it though. Humanity will be doomed. Being raised in hate against human he’ll annihilate them or enslave them in revenge of his mother.” I shivered again in horror. “Why?” Why would Silas do that to me!” I asked, I didn’t know if I wanted to know but, I felt like I needed to.

I screamed. The Shadow King had been intercepted. A group of elite mercenaries, wielding silver-netted cloaks that nullified his shadows, had surrounded him near the ravine. He was fighting like a demon, his daggers a blur of obsidian, but a silver blade had found his side. I could feel his life-force flickering, the cold poison of the silver spreading through his veins. "Félix, cover me!"

“About time! I’ve been itching for this fight!” Luna took a deep breath, steadying herself. The whispers from the Whispering Wastes were gone, replaced with a heavy silence that pressed on her chest. She could sense the Shadow King’s attention focused entirely on her. “You’ve grown stronger, Moonbearer,” the Shadow King said, his voice a cold thunder. “But do you truly understand the price of what you seek to protect?” “I’ll face the price,” Luna replied, her voice steady despite the pounding of her heart. “Whatever it takes, I’ll stop you.”

I felt it through the bond, hot and bright, consuming him. "You will not touch her," he said. "You will not touch any of them. You will go back to the darkness, or I will send you there myself." The king laughed. It was a terrible sound, like stones grinding together, like bones breaking, like the last breath of a dying wolf. You cannot send me anywhere, pup, he said. I am the darkness. I am the shadow that has been waiting in the corners of your world since before your bloodline existed. Your father served me. His father served me. They built their power on my shadow and called it their own.

⸻ A deep laugh echoed from behind them. Slow. Cruel. Patient. ⸻ The Shadow King emerged from the darkness. Unlike before… His face was fully visible. He looked exactly like Alessio. Only older. His skin was marked with black veins. His eyes burned like living fire. A black crown rested upon his head. ⸻ Adrian immediately hid behind Alessio. “Father…” His tiny voice trembled. “He found us.” ⸻ The Shadow King smiled. “My dear brother…” He looked directly at Alessio.

he ordered and the shadow creature stood up straight and just then the shadow king bit him on the neck and as his blood touched the shadow king's tongue he was able to see whatever the shadow creature had seen including Marcel. “Enough my lord. You are killing me," the shadow creature brought to the king notice as he kept on drinking his blood causing him to become weak. Rather than stopping, he intensified the way he sucked him, sinking his fangs deeper into his neck then... “Ahh!" The shadow king sighed in a satisfied manner as he decapitated him. The other deserters looked terrified and rightfu