Uke Shadow Novels & Stories

We look forward to the day she can run with us. "Soon." The witch agreed with a soft smile. Some of the shadows began to dance like excited pups, their excited yips filling the air as a giant blonde man stepped out of the darkening tree-line followed by a smaller version of himself. Despite the winter months being on them, both males were golden like the husks of wheat and barley. Their white blonde hair matched that of the little girl babbling in her mother's arms. Ulf was much taller than his son and bulkier with muscles crowding his limbs and torso. His chiseled facial features could easily make the gods jealous and his blue eyes were topaz blue and as hard as ice as they surveyed the wor

' He was staring daggers at Yman's thin back while repeatedly thinking of killing him. He reached on the sword hilt that laying beside him. But, "Hey, are you okay?" Kneeling beside Kiko, Kesha was calling at him. He noticed her and gawked for a second, he recognized her! She was the girl that always with Almina. Although he was at the sorry state and looks haggard at the moment, he noticed that he still had 170 remaining health points. His face twitched, he could not believe that he was fooled by that guy.

“I know you’ve heard of me, but I’ll introduce myself for formality. The name’s Sloane. I’m a fifteen-year-old powerful and intimidating Shadowest from Beththorphe Empire.” Flicking her thumb, a midnight-black shadow appeared beside her, reflecting her height. She patted it before talking once again. “My shadow’s in level two and it’s a Scyrawing type, because I’m a weapon summoner.” The moment she said the word summon, a dagger flew in the air, which she caught by simply raising her hand. The presence of her shadow and her weapon has intimidated most of their circles that they ended up summoning their shadow, flickering different intensities of darkness.

It's taking out high-value targets. Meaning? I asked. Her gaze flicked to me. You, Aurek. And Kael. The executor flickered. And vanished again. My stomach dropped. Kael—MOVE! Too late. It reappeared behind him, blade already descending. He twisted, throwing up a shield with a desperate flick of his wrist—the magic sloppy and rushed. The impact knocked him to his knees. Pain shot up his arm as his shield shattered. The executor leaned closer. Its blank face reflected his own terrified expression back at him.

That we would all kneel? I pivot, and she is there: the Shadow, named so because she has the build of those who block the light, tall and heavy, stocky, arms bristled with twisted muscles, a smooth and shiny skull like a blade, and a jaw that snaps at regular intervals like a iron trap waiting to crush whatever comes too close.

We like a more hands-on approach. Kahn reappears just over an hour later, accompanied by a willing super soldier. On the outside, he looks like an impressive human, almost as tall as me, with blonde hair and a severe face. A jagged scar cuts through his features, running all the way from the top left to the bottom right, disappearing under his chin. His eyes are kind of dull. Almost uncomprehending. He doesn't look like much of a threat, but I go on high alert. Dante growls softly, and every sinew pulls tight, getting ready to strike.

“You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.” He narrowed his eyes. “You had a name for it.” “I call him Kujo.” He tried not to laugh and failed. “Oh, right! Like Stephen King’s novel Cujo!” “Well, he’s big and angry and dangerous like a rabid Saint Bernard, right?” “Right!” He laughed heartedly a moment longer. “Sorry. You’re just full of surprises, young lady.” “Go figure, old man.” He elbowed me, laughing out loud again. When he calmed down, he took an

What the heck. "So this is why Avril was obsessed with marrying you," Kuha grins broader as he gets closer. His hair is dark, and his teeth are all sharp, not only the canine ones. "Thail, the shunned son of the chief, is powerful after all! I had no clue you could shape-shift in a dragon!" A wave of discomfort moves through me when Kuha shows no apprehension. One would think he would fear a dragon of Thail's caliber, but he seems more curious than frightened.