The Shadow Line Book Novels & Stories

One moment she was powerless, the bond being stripped away piece by piece. The next, her wolf rose up inside her like a tidal wave. Like a dam breaking. Stronger than ever before. Wild. Ancient. For three heartbeats, Lyra felt power she'd never experienced. Power she'd never even imagined. Power that made the air around her shimmer and ripple. Power that made shadows dance at her feet like living things. Power that made the pack members step back in fear. Helena's face went white. Snow white. Her green eyes widened in recognition and something else.

The words had barely faded when cold breath brushed my neck. A shadow detached from the terrace pillars. A voice—low, familiar, laced with ice—cut the night: "Who’s cheated?"

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 lineage is already safe, and you're an amazing ruler. If I have to die to save you, the pups, and protect everyone else, then I will" I reach up and grab his face and stare into his eyes. I can't see any shadows, but I know whose work this is. "What did Jace tell you about the Shadows?". "That they don't create conflict or emotions. They just exacerbate it". "Anything else, or was that it?". He looks at me, confused. "That was it. He said you would know more". I go on to tell him, as he needs to know for all our future battles.

she said quietly. Ash’s jaw tightened. “Then what is he doing?” “He’s forcing pressure.” The tremor turned into a violent quake. Cracks split along the cavern floor. From those cracks, shadow seeped downward like ink through shattered glass. It wasn’t random; it was reaching for the crystal. For her. Ash stepped in front of her instinctively. The shadow struck an invisible barrier and recoiled, hissing. “Ward line,” Ash muttered. “An old one.” Isabella stared at it. “I can feel it pushing.” “Then don’t let it.”

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