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Warriors A Vision Of Shadows

Shadows Of Us

A decade ago, "Arjun Malhotra", a ruthless billionaire, and "Meera Sharma", a determined woman with dreams of her own, shared a connection that was undeniable yet destructive. Arjun, terrified of emotional attachment, refused to acknowledge his love and instead made a cruel, inappropriate proposal that shattered Meera’s heart. Choosing self-respect over love, Meera walked away, vowing never to look back. Time moved on. Meera built a peaceful life with "Raghav", a kind-hearted man who gave her stability and love. She embraced motherhood, raising their daughter, "Aarini", and balanced her responsibilities with quiet strength. Meanwhile, Arjun buried himself in power, wealth, and fleeting distractions, yet nothing filled the void she left behind. Fate has other plans when Meera unknowingly takes a job at "Arjun’s firm", unaware that he is the one pulling the strings. The moment he sees her again, Arjun’s obsession reignites—this time, he refuses to lose her. Using his power, influence, and emotional manipulation, he weaves himself back into her life, determined to break the barriers she built. As Arjun orchestrates subtle manipulations—forcing late-night meetings, creating moments of doubt about Raghav, and playing on Meera’s emotions—she finds herself caught between the shadows of her past and the life she built. Her once unwavering resolve begins to tremble as old wounds resurface, and the man she once loved becomes an inescapable force in her world. With Raghav sensing the growing strain and Arjun relentless in his pursuit, Meera stands at a crossroads. Will she fight for the love she chose, or will the haunting pull of her past consume her once again? "Shadows of Us" is a gripping tale of love, obsession, and the dangerous allure of unfinished emotions—where the past refuses to stay buried, and the heart is forced to confront the shadows it once ran from.
khushbuShah · 1.8K Views

Vessel of Shadows

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7
wisp_novels · 25.8K Views

THE GIRL WITH VISIONS

In the mystical kingdom of Omala, where magic is rare and fate is woven into the fabric of time, Nyssa, a common village girl, harbors a secret she does not fully understand—visions of the future. Born into a simple life in Elden Hollow, she has spent years suppressing the eerie glimpses of things yet to come, fearing what they might mean. But when a royal proclamation announces an arranged marriage that will shape the kingdom’s future, Nyssa’s visions grow more intense, hinting at a destiny she cannot escape. Unbeknownst to her, she is the last living descendant of a lost royal bloodline, hidden away for generations to protect her from those who would exploit or destroy her. Her rare gift is tied to a forbidden power, one that many seek to control—including forces within the palace that have long conspired in the shadows. As fate draws her toward the royal court, Nyssa finds herself entangled with Prince Caelan, heir to the throne and bound by duty to a political union he does not desire. Though their connection is unexpected, an unbreakable bond forms between them—one that defies reason and stirs whispers of a soulmate-like magic. But love is not so easily claimed when destiny demands sacrifice. With enemies lurking in the dark and the weight of an ancient prophecy pressing upon her, Nyssa must navigate a treacherous path of power, deception, and self-discovery. As she uncovers the truth about her lineage and the forces seeking to control her gift, she must decide: Will she embrace the destiny foretold in her visions, even if it means risking everything—including her heart? A sweeping tale of love, sacrifice, and hidden power, The Girl with Visions is a story of a young woman rising from obscurity to claim her place in a world that fears and desires her in equal measure.
Bilikisu_Abubakar · 218 Views

Plague Of Shadows

In a medieval-futuristic empire where magic intertwines with aristocracy, Annalise, a low-born maid, has always been keenly aware of the rigid class divides that define her world. When she experiences a vivid vision of an impending apocalypse that threatens the very fabric of society, she realizes that the only way to change the future is to forge an alliance with the enigmatic Duke Ethan Vornhart—a man shunned by the nobility due to the scars left by his father's dark experiments. In a bold move, Annalise proposes marriage to Ethan, not out of romantic ideals, but to secure a legacy that could save them both. As they navigate the complexities of their partnership, they face opposition from a society that views their union as scandalous. With the looming threat of a plague that could turn the infected into mindless horrors, they must confront both external dangers and the whispers of betrayal from within the court. As the wedding preparations unfold, Annalise must learn the ways of the nobility while grappling with her own insecurities. Meanwhile, Ethan battles the shadows of his past, striving to carve out a future that defies the expectations placed upon him. Together, they must untangle the mysteries of their world—a realm where the powerful operate in secrecy and the shadows hold dark truths. In a tale of courage and resilience, Plague of Shadows explores the strength found in unlikely alliances, the weight of legacy, and the fight against a fate that threatens to consume them all. Will Annalise and Ethan succeed in rewriting their destinies, or will the forces of darkness tear them apart before their love can truly bloom?
Hallyfromday1 · 430 Views

SHADOWS OF ELDRALORE

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”
WordsmithX · 4K Views

The shadows of attraction

Élise made her way to her favorite section, the classic novels, when her eyes fell on a book she had never noticed before. A small black volume, almost too simple to attract attention, but its title, "Shadows on the Past," struck her like an electric shock. She grabbed it almost instinctively, her trembling fingers caressing the cover. There was something intriguing, something sinister about the title, something that seemed to resonate with the darkness buried deep within her own heart. She opened it without hesitation and lost herself in the first lines, diving into a world of words that, strangely, touched her more deeply than she could have imagined. The narrator of this book seemed to know exactly how she felt, that inner void, that weight of the soul. Every sentence seemed to be written for her. Every word brought her back to her own demons. The moment she closed the book, almost reflexively, she felt a presence behind her. A slight shiver ran down her spine, a discomfort she couldn't explain. She slowly turned around, her eyes locking onto a figure standing at the entrance of the bookstore. A man, tall, with a piercing gaze, dressed in a dark suit that contrasted with the intimate atmosphere of the place. He seemed unremarkable, but something in his gaze, an intensity she couldn't describe, made her feel... watched. He stepped toward her, a slight smile playing at the corner of his lips, as though he already knew everything about her. "This book... does it seem familiar to you?" Surprised that he even knew which book she was holding, Élise blinked and nodded slowly. "I... I don’t know. It just drew me in." The man made a vague gesture, as if he didn’t think much of the question. "Sometimes, books find us before we even seek them. They reveal truths about ourselves that we were unaware of."
Auteuredeesse · 1.4K Views
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