Shadowcourt Stories

Lyra Voss has spent her entire life seeing things she shouldn't. Not just glamour. Not just lies. She sees intent - the true color of what people want, wrapped around them like light only she can read. She's kept it hidden for twenty-two years, and she was doing just fine. Then Kael Ashveil walked into her bookshop. He's the Crown Prince of the Shadow Court, beautiful in the way that dangerous things are beautiful, and he's looking for something. When he realizes Lyra can see through his glamour - really see him - he gives her two options: come willingly, or don't come at all. She makes the only choice that keeps her alive. The deal is simple: one year as his fake betrothed, playing a role to keep a political enemy at bay. She pretends to love him. He pretends to tolerate her. The Shadow Court believes the lie. And then she goes home. Simple. Clean. Temporary. Except Kael is not what she expected. And the court is more dangerous than he promised. And every time she reads his intent, she sees the same thing underneath all that cold, calculated silver: Gold. And gold means he's protecting her. She really wishes he would stop.

Mist hung low over the rolling heather of the Vale of Eryndor, curling around gnarled oaks and ancient standing stones etched with half-forgotten runes. Dawn's first light seeped through tear-shaped rivulets in the sky, gilding the dew with liquid gold. For centuries, bards had sung of the Vale's magic: how bloodlines entwined with the land itself, how destiny was as much carved in granite as in the hearts of its people. Yet this morning, a single figure lay curled beneath the boughs of the Heart Tree, shrouded in moonlit mist, unaware of the power thrumming through its veins-or the peril that hunted her. The girl stirred, eyelids fluttering open to reveal storm-gray eyes. She sat up, clutching a broken staff bound with silken cords, its crystal tip dim. Around her, the runes glowed faintly, resonating with the pulse of her breath. But she knew none of this. All she possessed was a name: Eloria-whispered to her by a voice like wind through reeds. Beyond that, nothing but questions. The Vale stirred-its ancient stones awakening to her presence, its hidden watchers holding their breath. For in this one who knew nothing, lay the seed of a story yet unwritten. And fate, it seemed, was breathless in anticipation.

!!!!WARNING THIS IS PROBABLY GOING TO BE CRINGY!!!!! (The photo is not ours, all rights reserved to the maker) Atlanta Rose is a stubborn girl who was born in poverty and was raised to think that girls couldn't fight and could only gain power through marriage. So, when an opportunity arose to actually do good for her kingdom, which was in a war, she immediately took it. This job made her an annoying princess' handmaiden while going to the enemies' court, giving valuable information to her own. Ethan Gray is the prince of one of the most powerful courts in the world. He was known to be a strong and powerful leader even at his young age. He was currently leading the winning side in the war, when the attacks started. Every attack he makes, the enemy is waiting ready with counter plans, beating him and his army each time. So, there is only one possible explanation. There's a traitor in court. He ordered every man to be checked but little did he know the traitor was right under his nose. What will happen when the two meet? Will Ethan ever find out who is the traitor? Will Selena ever be known as a hero? Will romance blossom? Read to find out.

After a life of pain and betrayal, Lila's world is upended by Ash-a dark, brooding warrior with secrets as deep as the night. Thrust into a realm of shadows, dangerous alliances, and a destiny she never asked for, Lila must decide if she can trust Ash-or herself.

The Diary of Miss Vampire follows Elara Valenciara, a young vampire from a prestigious family, as she uncovers dark secrets hidden within her bloodline. Thrust into a web of intrigue, she must navigate the treacherous world of the Shadow Court and face a dangerous hunter, Rafael Delmont, whose past is entwined with her own. As forbidden romance, ancient powers, and long-buried betrayals come to light, Elara must decide whether to trust Rafael and unlock the truth-before their enemies destroy everything. A journey of passion, mystery, and deadly alliances awaits.

Little did Harley Bishoppe know, but her life was going to start today. It wasn't going to start in the most pleasant of ways, but it was going to start. Little did she know, she was going to have to face a world that she had never heard of, a world she could never think of. Little did Joseph Stallins know, in three days he would meet people, people he thought he'd never know and he'd begin a life, with a future, that he could never even dream of. Little did he know, he'd tell a prophecy that would change the world as he knew it and a world he never even knew of. Little did Rowan Briartwig know, he'd save a girl's life and would forever be saving it from that day on. Little did he know, she'd be important to his quest, a quest he hadn't heard of yet. Memories he had tried to oppress for centuries would resurface, and he'd go back to the dynasty he belonged to. He'd also learn a new identity belonging to him, a throne. Little did any of them know, they'd be sent off into a wild world that no one could ever know, except for maybe Shakespeare, but that's a story for later.

The Veil was meant to protect them. But what if it's hiding something far worse? Aerin has spent her life guarding the magical boundary known as the Veil-a shimmering barrier that keeps their world safe from the ominous Shadow Court beyond. Trained as a warrior and gifted in magic, she's always followed duty over desire... until now. When strange stirrings echo from the ancient Veilgate and whispers of the Shadow Court return, Aerin is assigned to the front line alongside her closest allies: Torin, the sharp-tongued rogue who masks his loyalty with sarcasm, and Elior, the quiet, unwavering warrior whose presence stirs feelings Aerin can no longer ignore. But something is shifting in the magic. The Veil hums with warning. And as secrets unravel and tensions rise, Aerin must choose between what she's sworn to protect and the pull of a destiny she never asked for. Magic is waking. Love is rising. And the Shadow Court is no longer silent.