Valentine Shadowhunters Novels & Stories

We should stay. I ignored her, even as something in my chest tightened. I wasn’t supposed to empathize. I wasn’t supposed to understand or feel anything at all. But hearing Whitney talk about how fiercely she loved this Luna… It made my mission feel heavier. And I feel smaller, almost like I wasn’t sure anymore if I was the hunter… …or the one about to lose everything. Back At The Luna Suite Shadow carried Ruby across the room with unhurried certainty, each step measured, deliberate and ritualistic. When he reached the balcony doors, he nudged them open with his foot.

And on her head sat a silver circlet, the mark of a Luna. The mark that should have been Lyra's. As Lyra watched, unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to look away, Marcus leaned down and kissed Isla. Long and deep. The kind of kiss that spoke of love. Of belonging. Of years together. The pack cheered. They raised their glasses. They celebrated. Two small children, twins by the look of them, ran up and hugged Marcus and Isla's legs. A boy and a girl, both with blonde hair like Marcus. They were laughing, excited by the party.

I didn't get far, however, as before I reached where they were, a large shadow fell over me almost blocking my view of Clyde and Erica. I step backwards trying not to collide with him. I was surprised I didn't see him but he had moved stealthily. He was an extremely tall blonde-haired man in a black suit that hugged his rugged physique. He has the same eye-color, the same shape of nose, lips and face as Vald. If I didn’t know better, I would have mistaken him as Vlad but no. As soon as his upper red lips arched, I knew who I was facing, its Valentine, Vlad’s second brother and an Elder. Unlike Clyde, he was very vocal in expressing how he hated and despised me and almost made my life hell wh

The darkness loomed around them like a cloak. Sekhmet carried an old-fashioned torch he pulled from a hole in the wall to light the way. It was a bit theatric and unnecessary, considering vampires and werewolves alike could see in the dark. But it set the mood for torture nicely; causing shadows to dance across the walls. A bleeding.

I was anxious and on the edge of my seat wanting to know more. “Where are they? Maybe I can go to them and ask for help,” I asked. “They are kind of everywhere and nowhere, they travel. I don’t know as though they have a central location, if they did they could be attacked. They just kind of show up where they are needed, or if an Alpha or leader calls on them for help. No one I know has ever met or seen one, that’s kind of why they are called shadows,” Valerie explained. So maybe one of them could sneak into Blood Claw and kill Gunner and Tyson in their sleep! I smiled at the visual. Just another prayer to add to my list of things I begged the Goddess for every night.

He enjoyed watching from the sidelines as the cops searched for the culprit who littered their otherwise peaceful city with corpses. The cops would hand him over to the Shadow Crawlers for what he has done. They would torture him every day for his crimes until it was time for him to go. Sienna did not have to know of this. Justice will be served. The innocent victims Charlie killed deserved none of the torture they had gone through and the Shadow Crawlers would make sure that Charlie went through all the torture he delivered on his victims. The Shadow Crawlers did not pardon the criminals. They brutally ended them, delivering similar deaths as their victims. If they locked up the supernatura

“Nick and I come from a very old family that immigrated from England three centuries ago. When we arrived, we encountered a small, remote colony that took us in and shared its secrets with us. One of these secrets involved mastering body regeneration. They taught us how to attach our soul to an alternate reality. While in that reality, we can still wander this reality, but we appear to you as a shadow of the person we really are, almost ghost-like in transparency. Because of this, we are called shadow walkers. While our soul is in the shadow world, our mundane body rests, and regenerates. That’s what’s happening with Nick right now. “Normally it only occurs on the day and night of th

Harry said to Valentine "I'm fine carrying one at once" She smiled and how I want to throw this box to Harry's face. I take a really deep breath because if I don't I might set this camping site on fire "It's not that heavy , stop pretending to be weak" That came out from my mouth coldly and Valentine turned to me coldly. We both glared each other "You-" She threw the box down but ended up cutting her finger , dropping the boxes and I quickly walked to her and put her finger into my mouth. Sipping her blood.. she looked at me shocked. I put down my bag and rushed to find a bandage.

Scribt- A servant/secretary who works for an Incubus. Shadowland- An unfinished dimension. No one knows what’s inside or if any creatures live there. Vampire- Immortals that drink blood. Valroy Stayton- Erick’s father and former Vampire King. Valleria Eustein- Former Incubus Queen. Prologue: Acelin’s P.O.V I watched the sun set over the Hudson, the skyline turn from a bright molten gold to a dark indigo as the stars lit up one by one, like fireflies coming to life.