Does Shadowheart Get Jealous Novels & Stories

I had done nothing wrong except develop feelings for Aethelfrith, but I had no control over matters of the heart. "I would never do anything to jeopardize his happiness or Crown Princess Crimson's position," I stammered, trying to defend myself. Deep down I knew I was lying. The queen's eyes bore into mine, and her smile turned into a cold, calculating expression. "Oh, dear Tyramon, Love can be a dangerous game, especially in the realm of royalty. Do not make the mistake of showing your love for the day you become selfish and show your feelings. I shall present you with a gravestone in this very palace." The Queen threatened

I can't imagine the power she'll hold with a shadow like that. "I know!" She said, shocked and excited herself. "Anyway, so bad news. With two shadows comes two intertwined." My heart soared for a moment, could I be the other intertwined? Is this it? Finding my mate? "Fu.cking Umbra, the original shadow, says it's Topher! Can you imagine?" The small amount of hope crushed in an instant. Of course, not. This is me we're talking about, I have the worst luck of all.

The face of the slave warrior forms, every detail identical, only her eyes remain her dark pits of Shadow. The black death reemerged with me, whispers words to cheer me on. But I need no such compulsion. I have enough wrath inside me to destroy much more than just one soul. My hand reaches for her neck, as images of her hands on Shades flash through my mind, the push, her smile as she hovered over the balcony admiring her handiwork. One can not touch shadow, but as my hand lifts, it deforms into the hand of a Black Death, a shadow grip around its neck and its eyes widen in wonder.

“Why am I here? What do you want from me? I was with someone in the bar. Is he here too? Are you holding him too? I’m losing circulation in my hands.” Heloise had all she could do to refrain from giggling with delight over her former lover’s distress. It gave her intense satisfaction to see him suffer, even if it wasn’t the type of suffering she felt he should be experiencing. It was at least suffering and a prelude to the emotional turmoil that awaited him and his mousy little lover girl. It was bad enough to discover that he’d been bonded to the next ruler of shadow land without learning that he was happily in love with her. It was just too unfair.

She hissed, looking me straight in my eyes. Still maintaining the smile on my face, I said, “Why should I be? I won't deny it though. I was indeed jealous, heartbroken and pained that he chose you over me but now… I have absolutely no reason to be.” “It’s funny how you are denying it when it's everywhere on your face that you badly love Raven.” “My love is for no one else but Alpha Axton, he has double the wealth of Raven, he is feared all over the werewolf clan, you think I would continue fussing over some idiot when I already have something much more waiting for me.”

"If you walk out that door, I'll kill myself right here!" But she had overestimated her place in his heart. Once, he'd loved me that deeply—and still managed to betray me. What chance did she have, a she-wolf who had appeared only a year ago? "Then die somewhere else," he said coldly. "I already told you never to show yourself in front of Julie again. Chanelle, stop acting insane." His voice was ice. He didn't even look back before slamming the door behind him. That night, Nicholas searched every corner of the Blood Shadow territory. But I was nowhere to be found. It was as if I had vanished into thin air, leaving only a deep scar across his heart.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Kael grabbed both my hands, pinning them above my head as he leaned down to kiss me deeply. His scent, pine and mountain air, enveloped me, making my heart race. Shadow whined loudly, pawing at Kael's chest, clearly jealous of the attention I was giving someone else. We broke apart, laughing. "Your new pet doesn't like to share," Kael observed, stroking Shadow's head cautiously. "He's protective," I agreed, surprised that Shadow allowed Kael's touch. Usually, he snapped at anyone who came near me. "What brings you down to my dungeon?"

In my mind, I was cursing Lezah with everything I could think of. She seemed so pure and innocent in public, but behind closed doors, she was insatiable. The two of them quickly spiraled into a frenzied passion. Lezah's moans grew louder and louder, enough to make the werewolves who had come with a message blush and back away in embarrassment. Outside, Marabel was growing more and more anxious. She started throwing things around to draw attention. Inside, the lovers were tangled up in each other, while I was losing my mind from frustration.

"What about your stepmother? She treated you like dirt for years. What about the pack elders? They sold you at an auction. What about Draven? He wanted you dead. Even Cara, your stepsister once treated you like shit and that includes everyone In the pack" "That does not mean everyone is like that," I said. "It means most are," the shadow countered. "And the ones who are not will only hold you back." She lunged forward with both hands glowing and threw up my arms to block and our powers collided. Silver light exploded between us and the force threw us both backward. I hit the ground hard and slid across the smooth stone as I winced in pain. The shadow had stopped up as soon as she landed. "Yo