Within My Shadow Manga Novels & Stories

One, just except my fate because I was tired as hell and had no will power in me to fight or fight despite my body not being fully awake because I had a daughter to life for and didn’t want everyone to come home to a lifeless body laying on the kitchen floor bleeding to death. Of course I went with the second choice because who the hell will I be if I let some intruder dressed like a damn ninja end my life. I’m the Shadow of death for god sakes so I wasn’t about to accept death so easily. So here I was crouched over the lifeless body of the mystery ninja who turned out to be a woman. Pulling the dagger out from her head, blood came pouring out staining the marble floor.

"You have no power here." I opened my eyes. "You're wrong." I lowered my sword. The creature looked confused. "What are you doing?" "I'm choosing." I reached into the darkness inside me. Not fighting it. Not controlling it. Calling it. The shadows around the battlefield began moving toward me. The creature's smile disappeared. "No." I raised my hand. "Come." The darkness answered. Thousands of shadows rushed toward me and entered my body. Pain ripped through me. I screamed. Ian shouted my name.

And Andreas was always right. The thought of his name burned sweet and sharp in my chest. Andreas. A shadow on the edge of my plans, a constant whisper in my ear. He wasn’t here now, but his influence always lingered like smoke. Every step I’d taken, every line I’d crossed, I had his voice guiding me. Telling me to take more. Want more. Be more. And look at me now. I grinned, leaned forward, and whispered it aloud, my voice slinking around the numbers like silk.

A woman’s voice, gentle and raw, whispering as his newborn body burned with unnatural fire: “Ix vel’ara zha. Kai thrak’eth nex ix, ix-lir kharuun.” “I love you… be strong for me, my little warrior.” His mother’s final gift. The Shadow Queen. Her death hadn’t been for nothing. And now, after all this time, he wasn’t the only one marked by that place. Not the only one broken… or built for more. He closed the file gently, rage and clarity thrumming beneath his skin. His flame danced wilder, answering the beast inside him.

gift—a life sacrifice. "With my blood, I cleanse this blight." I chanted softly, my voice quiet but clear in the howling wind. In that moment, I was her again—the Lucia who burned. But this time, I wasn't dying to escape my past. I was dying to protect their future. BOOM—! A blinding pillar of green light shot into the sky, tearing apart the perpetual gloom over Blackwater Town. The light was so intense it outshone the sun. Warm, holy, powerful.

One moment she was powerless, the bond being stripped away piece by piece. The next, her wolf rose up inside her like a tidal wave. Like a dam breaking. Stronger than ever before. Wild. Ancient. For three heartbeats, Lyra felt power she'd never experienced. Power she'd never even imagined. Power that made the air around her shimmer and ripple. Power that made shadows dance at her feet like living things. Power that made the pack members step back in fear. Helena's face went white. Snow white. Her green eyes widened in recognition and something else.

the Lycan king said. He picked up his laptop and went out. Soon, I heard the sound of his car engine driving away. I heaved out a heavy sigh and closed my eyes tightly to feel in my surroundings. Thanks to the moon goddess who gave me a second chance to live. I walked out of the spiritual room and opened a dark brown door. It looked dark inside, so I moved to turn on the switch. I was really astonished because of how beautiful the room looked. There were lots of books of different genres.

Jack sends out a magnetic pulse that sweeps across the battlefield, throwing the vampires backward like leaves in a storm. The power inside me grows until I can barely contain it. Shadows twist up from the earth, crawling over my skin, wrapping around me like armor. They whisper, cold and alive, pulling me away from the chaos for a heartbeat of silence. It feels as though the world pauses, holding its breath. Then, the explosion of power breaks free. I tear away from Baron’s grip, his control shattering like glass. The shadows carry me through darkness, and I reappear beside him, stronger than before.

Her eyes glowed faint silver for a second. “Touch me again,” she whispered, voice layered with something dangerous, “and I’ll let my babies eat your hearts.” They scrambled away, sobbing. Aria stood in the alley, breathing hard, hands trembling. She looked down at her belly. “Mommy’s learning,” she murmured. “We’re going to be okay.” But that night, as she lay in bed tracing the stretch marks forming on her skin, a new scent drifted through the cracked window,faint, wolf, familiar. Shadowthorn. Someone was looking for her.