What You Do In The Shadows Novels & Stories

“Allan, your shadow manipulation will be crucial here. We’ll need to rely on your expertise.” Allan, his face set with determination, stepped forward. “I’ll do my best to guide us through. Let’s move.” With a collective deep breath, they stepped through the portal. The world around them shifted, the bright light of the hub replaced by an eerie darkness. Shadows danced along the edges of their vision, creating an unsettling atmosphere. The ground beneath their feet felt cold and unsteady, as if it were shifting with every step. They moved cautiously, their senses heightened. The Shadow Realm was known for its tricks and deceptions, and they couldn’t afford to let their guard down.

Marx could think of only one reason Sven would want to take such a risk. Cantamaniumheptaheram. He needed the Book of Shadows. And to use it... He would need to know shadow magic. Martha's head fell back and Nico went closer to her. He didn't touch, simply positioned himself in case she needed him. Her mouth opened and a wisp of black mist came out, followed by these words: In the shadows, you will find death In the shadows, you will find yourself In the shadows are the answers you seek But will the words, you dare to speak.

Fuck, I suppose that we could’ve let them finger paint with his blood,’ I mused. One thing that I loved about the shadows was that they could multitask. While some were throwing psychotic vamps across the room, others were taking the additional protective vials that I had on me and throwing them against the ground at their feet. It created a shield to protect them. Everyone else only had two of them, but I had about thirty of them in my bag because the shadows could distribute them where they needed to go.

I tried not to exert any surprise expression even though I couldn't help every time one of His Majesty's shadows appeared out of nowhere. With my wolf senses, there were times I failed to notice their presence. Elite knights and Shadows were different. Shadows were more precise and frightening. They could end someone's lives if they found that it threatened the Alpha King. The two factions had the same goal, but they had different tasks to handle. Shadows could be messengers, delivering the orders of the His Majesty in secrecy. They moved as light as feather, impossible to detect as if they were invisible. They wore in black clothing and hid their faces to protect their identity.

, she embarked on a drive, venturing several miles away from home. As she ventured into unfamiliar territory, she came across a bar she had never visited before. Disguised in her attire, she entered the establishment, hoping to find solace and clarity amidst the chaos of her thoughts. Taking a seat at the bar counter, she began consuming shots of alcohol, one after another. The bartender, observing her excessive intake, grew concerned, yet he continued to fulfill her orders. Meanwhile, a tall, fair, and handsome man with an impressive physique, one of the bartender's colleagues, found himself captivated by Natasha's beauty as she consumed more and more alcohol. He marveled at her apparent co

Vic started. “We’ve checked their home, there is no scent of them anywhere, at all.” Mimi continued. “It’s like…they never existed. Vic finished. “Are the teams ready?” Kydence asked as they walked down some stairs and into a huge conference room and there stood fifty Shadow warriors dressed in black from head to toe, the only part of their body to be seen was their eyes, even then they used black contacts. They couldn’t allow anyone to know who they are and what they look like. Any little thing could identify them. They took no chances.

I rolled my eyes before answering "What are they?" "The Shadows are dark powers which existed in the werewolf world a long time ago. They resurface whenever they feel a strong force in the universe. Your kids are the future of the werewolf world and they must be protected by all means. Are you ready to do that?" She asked and I nodded. "Your help is seriously needed," I answered. "They are stronger when you attack them. They won't attack you so to defeat them you have to stand on your ground, close your eyes, and fight with them using your heart. And they will disappear." That's all you have to do.

From the corners of the chamber, dark figures emerged, each one mirroring the group’s worst nightmares. Logan faced a version of himself surrounded by the lifeless bodies of his friends. Mia’s shadow taunted her, accusing her of being weak and selfish. Ryan’s nightmare was a twisted version of his younger brother, blaming him for leaving. Anna’s reflection showed her alone, the Reflection Game consuming everything she loved. The shadows attacked, each one targeting its counterpart. --- Fighting the Shadows “Remember what the professors said!” Logan shouted. “They’re feeding on our fear!” Anna focused on her breathing, forcing herself to calm down. “They’re not real,” she said, her voice stea

“I ran from here, went overseas to study, got my degrees in Human Resources Management and Business Marketing. I stayed in touch with my family, I had gotten scholarships for all my studies, Summa Cum Laude when it was all over. I achieved all my parents wanted for me at that point, but I was scared to come home. I sucked it up and flew back here to find work and help my parents, within a few days, Dave found me. Told me if I didn’t come back to him, he would kill me this time. He was sleeping with all kinds of women, spreading STDs and having unwanted babies, threatening the women so they would have abortions. Fortunately for me, one of the women he was involved with found out about the lif

She looks at me solemnly, not at all surprised by my question. "Please, I need to know. I need to try to at least keep myself safe," I tell her. "Don't you think it would be nice to get out of this mess?" I ask her. She seems to think about it for a moment before she replies. "It's called the Shadow Farm," she tells me. "The organization I work for. I don't know why, but they're after your life. And there's no saying who they'll send next if I don't do it myself."