Valentine Shadowhunters Novels & Stories

She was nervous but also excited. Will they like her? Will they welcome her with open arms? Only time will tell as they were moving toward the village that Caleb seemed to forget to her as their group consists of Caleb, Xavier, the one with brunette hair and grey eyes, Arthur who was black-headed and green eyes, and her to the secret village that was known as Shadow Pack.

Nick wrestled with what to do. It was the night of the new moon and he should be returning to shadow land for regeneration and rejuvenation. He could skip one new moon with limited consequences to himself, but more than that would be a problem. He guessed his captor was a shadow person simply by the way he was being treated. It wasn’t as cruel and harsh as one would expect from a hunter who was simply waiting for him to leave his body on the new moon, so it could be destroyed before he returned. Hunters had a sick way of thinking that, since the body was empty of the spirit because it was in shadow land, they weren’t committing murder by destroying it. They failed to understand that a s

In that moment, I could see the unconditional love that existed between them, the unspoken understanding that transcended the boundaries of society. Delaney, unable to bear the agony of watching her lover's demise, began to struggle against the guards holding her. The torture began slowly, teasingly. Instead of the swift and merciful blow of the executioner's axe, it was Shadow's outstretched arms that first fell victim. They were ruthlessly severed, his limbs discarded like discarded playthings. The crowd erupted into savage applause, their satisfaction echoing through the hall, mingling with the echoes of Delaney's silent cries.

“We can and will protect her from Leo Bloodstone without having to hide her.” Of course, that is when Alpha Aiden totally lost me. F&&k that nonsense. He clearly has no idea what is at stake here. Why did I pick Moon Shadow Pack again? URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH. Can this day get any worse?

Lucira whispers, “You’re… mated. To a hunter. That’s… impossible.” I glance at my wrists , glowing cuffs biting into my skin . “Tell that to these. They’re burning me alive, and you’re telling me it’s impossible?” Adrian’s pulse is slow under my palms. “No, no, no......” I sob, shaking. “Not today. Not you. Stay with me!” Shadows tear open behind us, thick and alive . My stomach clenches . A voice, deep and silky, cuts through the chaos . “Evening ,” Valerius says, stepping out of the darkness . He moves like he owns the forest. Beautiful, ancient , terrifying. “I believe you have something that belongs to me .”

He sliced through the shadow-hand, but it just reformed, multiplying into a dozen translucent figures—the Prime-Sentinels. They were reflections of us. A shadow-Félix, a shadow-Magnus, a shadow-Runa. They moved with a terrifying, liquid grace, their eyes two pits of cold, indigo hunger. "DEFEND THE ANCHOR!" Valerius II roared, leading his iron-shifters into the fray.

squeaked and hid behind Caius . Alejandro stepped forward, authority thickening his voice. “If you stay here, you follow our rules. The Haven of Shadows is a sanctuary to all outcasts, wolves, witches, vampires, human, shifters alike. But if you threaten my family...” “I would sooner sever my own bloodline,” Valerius cut in quietly, reverently.

“Together.” Their hands clasped, a vow to end The Shadow, their bond a fire in the dark. Hong Kong’s underworld waited, a battlefield, The Shadow’s network a poison. Their love, their united front, was a beacon, their teamwork a pulse that defied the danger. But The Shadow’s reach, Volkov’s power, and Valentina’s sacrifice loomed, a storm poised to break their fire.

"You have no idea what you are, child. But we'll show you." He lunged. Faster than humanly possible. His hand thrust forward as dark energy coiled around his fingers like living smoke. The air thickened. Turned viscous. It tried to bind her in place. Valentine felt it claw at her limbs. Squeezing. But her rage burned hotter. She pushed back. Her own power flared out in a silver arc. It collided with his shadow tendrils. Sparks erupted where they met. The chamber shook with the force of the clash.

“Shut it! Occasionally, I wonder on whose sure you're on. I'm your best friend, and you know how much I detest my half-sister, but here you are rubbing her successes right in my face.” Rica snapped. “Success, you say? Of course, she must have thrown herself on him as usual. You're the only one who should get all that she's getting now.” “President Ethan of Davison's empire? How the hell did Valerie get such a boyfriend? This is too good to be true. I have to get to the root of this.” … The shadow walked closer to Valerie, and her heart raced faster. “Who are you?” Valerie's voice was shaky and filled with panic. She walked backwards, and turned the table lamp on.