Wings Of Shadows Novels & Stories

He really couldn't get over what was happening to him. Alex turned to Liam. It seemed that his partner for the night had reached the limit of his courage. "Liam, don't panic. I'm going to switch on my torch," Alex whispered as his high-powered flashlight lit up the room. As the light flickered on, what they saw left them speechless. In front of them were horrible shadows that looked like human figures, but without faces. The sound of hissing and eerie laughter filled the room. "Are those things, ghosts? But why I feel nothing! It's not like the ghosts I'm used to seeing?" Alex continued to watch the creature in front of him and Liam.

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

The air itself appeared to vibrate with his words, suspended in the darkness as they weighed heavy with an electric threat of destruction. His wings extended outward, sending a wide, ominous shadow across the walls that now shuddered with fear of the destruction he was about to wreak. Those formerly unbreakable shackles which had held him captive in this doomed room now rested shattered upon the ground, shattered by his unyielding strength, by the darkness that had consumed him.

“It’s about embracing him. But remember, your wolf is not the only thing you’ve inherited.” Zach stiffened, jaw clenched. “I know.” My brows furrowed. “What does she mean?” He didn’t answer. Not until the shadows rippled around him. It started in his back, like the skin itself couldn’t contain what was inside. Then, with a sound like tearing silk and cracking bone, two enormous black wings unfurled from his shoulder blades. I froze, my breath stolen from my chest. They weren’t soft, feathered wings like an angel’s. They were sleek, scaled like obsidian, each feather sharp and jagged, gleaming like blades under the moonlight. At the ends, the tips curved into deadly points, like swords waitin

He told her to stand in a way that her shadow reflected fully on the ground. “Only seven can be created from one shadow,” he said to Belladonna, then his wings unleashed from behind him. His eyes remained that mismatched color even though she expected them to change to those of his dragon; black smoke emitted from his fingers, and from Xida’s shadow emerged a black humanoid figure. It reminded her of the time he pulled her into a memory and replaced the invisible people she couldn't see with humanoid figures. This, too, had no face, and soon it was standing right next to Xida. “Give it life, Nightshade, or it will die.”

Cassian stepped forward immediately. “Control yourself.” Kael’s voice came out terrifyingly calm. “I am.” Nobody believed him. Not even Lyra. Because through the bond she felt exactly how close he stood to losing control completely. The Shadow King’s instincts were no longer sleeping. They were awake. Another violent tremor shook the kingdom. The Void Wolf dragged more of its enormous body from the mountain ruins, black wings unfolding slowly against the storm-filled sky. Wings. Magnus stared in horror. “That thing has wings?”

I never could have anticipated that the shadows of her past were already closing in. I had brutally rejected Raegan right after she laid her heart bare to me. My chest had physically ached as I forced those cold, deceitful words out of my mouth, shattering her spirit. It was an act of pure, unadulterated cowardice, but my fear had won the battle. And because of that cowardice, she was now in mortal danger.

“At the end. Right before you collapsed. From your back came… I don’t even know how to describe it. Shadows that solidified. Two large, dark extensions that spread out behind you like raven wings. Black, sharp-tipped. They lasted a few seconds, then dissolved when you lost consciousness.” Wings. The word hung between us like something neither of us knew how to touch. Black wings. Raven wings. Coming out of my back. “Is that true?” I asked the voice inside. “The wings? Yes. They’re new. Pretty, right? I think they’re growing. Your Lycán’s blood feeds us well.” *Growing?* “What else is going to grow? Horns? A tail?” “Don’t be dramatic. The wings are functional. The claws are functional. Everyt

But the end of what was unclear. I searched the abyss and found nothing. Fear overwhelmed me; images started to appear one by one. Cleo, Prue, work, mum, and the last was Damian. Each disappeared as if they were smoke. Whisps filled the air and dissipated one at a time until there was only one left. The whisp from Damian floated across to me. It morphed into a guiding light as the ticking became faster. Something deep inside felt the pull; I needed to follow it. Step by step, one foot in front of another, I followed his light. It led me to a door in the middle of the abyss. The door stood solid in front of me as the whisp passed through it and disappeared.

Alpha Sebastian. “All of that is true but we also don't know what promises Aiden has made to them. He could have promised them land, reentry to their former packs or even war which is what will happen if his plan succeeds.” Beta Kira. “Exactly, which is why we need numbers. If each of you could spare 20 of your stealthiest warriors. We'll be able to use the element of surprise by blending in with the crowd and identifying all targets. Rogues will most likely be hiding out of sight, they will also most likely have a signal in place so we either have to stop them before they can give it or we need to be prepared to fight.” Jessica.