The Shadow Man Novels & Stories

’ Trish voice sounded hurt Nick raised his hands in an apologetic way, ‘I am sorry if I sounded rude it’s just that I am surprised that you will do all that for me, I mean Connie is your longtime friend and I am just a regular person you have just met. ‘I want you to know that I am not keen on the idea of exposing her secrets but I feel bad each time another guy is left broken hearted and penniless.’ Trish saw the sudden interest on Nick’s face and she knew she had only one chance to convince him to stay away from Connie. She decided to capitalize on the moment, now that she had his attention back again. She added, ‘Connie is far from who you think she is, she is just a wolf in sheep’s cloth

How many more dark shadows would darken my life? “I can’t believe you didn’t give up your firm for my happiness. This man is a monster,” I screamed at her as loud as I could after biting Kevin. I wished I had run away, but he quickly grabbed my hand. I thought he was going to get mad, but he started laughing sadistically. He was enjoying our argument, our misery. I didn’t think there were such people in the world. I didn’t realize that the man I had sworn my love to at the altar was, in fact, a man without scruples, without a heart. He was actually a monster. He physically blocked me, but that wasn’t the worst of it. Emotionally, I was a wreck. Everything I had heard so far was swirling arou

No one has ever crossed her not betray him and walk away like that. But there is something that always confesses other Mafia Lord's. He buys a lot of drugs but has smoked or taken of them. Shadow is being wanted by cops and order top government officials but none can arrested him because his face is always masked. Even his members don't know who or what he looks like. Dresses like a man but has the voice of a woman but because of how dangerous he is, they decide to believe that he's is a man pending the day he's identity will be revealed.

His pale, almost grey skin, has the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end. “Who’s she?” The man snarls my way. “Who are you?” Bram asks him with as much venom laced in his words. The man’s eyes shift to Bram, “You can call me Twenty-Nine. Shadow sends his regards.” He glances at me again, his lip curling up with distaste. “Again, who is she?” “The person that’s going to get Shadow what he wants,” Bram replies with a matter of fact. Twenty-Nine - such a strange name. Even for a street name. Everything about this man is strange and wrong. He has no scent, skin the color of ash with eyes that seem to peer into your very soul with an air of evil intent.

The man did not understand, the man did not tell them what his plans were and they did not care for as long as they got paid but after the encounter with the shadow man and that white wolf they got scared. “You and your man did well by fleeing when the shadow man and the Goddess arrived. If you had interfered then you all would have been killed.” He told him making the man shiver, he did not know what was killing those rogues but they could feel that there was something else there. They did not see the shadows but they could feel that something was amiss.

“They won’t wait passively.” As if on cue, her phone buzzed again. Unknown number. She answered. A male voice spoke quietly. “You’ve made yourself visible.” “Who is this?” “Someone who prefers discretion.” “Another of the Twelve?” A pause. “Careful,” the voice said. “Not all of us approved of that night.” Fracture confirmed. “Then help dismantle it,” she said. The line disconnected. She looked at Alexander. “They’re splitting.” He nodded slowly. “For fifteen years they operated in shadow,” he said. “Now they’re afraid of light.”

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over campus, Charlie, Maya, Ethan, and Liam gathered in their secret hiding place, the old abandoned hedge garden behind the science building. The air was thick with anticipation; they had been waiting for this moment for weeks. The four friends had been diligently gathering information about the plot against the werewolf king, and now they were ready to share their findings with Jessica.

And then he muttered, “You are making me crazy…” I smiled, “I know.” **** THE SHADOW MANOR RESIDENCE Curiosity piqued me, so I asked, “Why is it called Shadow Manor?” Then Jaxon, his eyes fixed on the road as he gripped the steering wheel, explained, "My uncle is a high-ranking member of the organization. He likes the name because it reflects his secretive nature. He's like a shadow in our family, always hidden from public view. To maintain our anonymity, he needed an equally mysterious residence. Shadow Manor is more than just a house; it's a place filled with secrets."

Before she got down, she froze and thought to herself. What if the danger that Armand and Matei had tried to protect her from has come in the form of this man? What if his real objective was to make sure she would come to him? How silly if that is truly the case. As much as she did have concern at first, it’s ridiculous to assume he would fall and get hurt when his eyes was glowing. Definitely not a human and when he stood up straight and jump down so smoothly, it proves her theory correct. The shadow man. He was huge, tall and so intimidating yet the more he steps forward towards her, she could see him even more clearly. Slight shine from the fireplace displa

Just then, the Shadow Man sitting on the bed said, "You can defeat these people first. I'll battle you if you're powerful enough to go up against me." Wilbur stared coldly at the Shadow Man on the bed. "You're not a Shadow Man. At least, you didn't start out as one." "What do you mean by that?" "Shadow Men don't know how to speak the language of this world. You're not the Shadow Man, you're Stefan Shaw!"