The Shadows (The Paranormal Series #1)
- Reads 5,003
- Votes 237
- Parts 40
MatureOngoing3h 50m
Last published Tue, Apr 28, 2026
Amelia;
The shadows are following me. And along with them, follows blood-red eyes, dark hair, sharp canines, and a scorching touch.
I thought I was hallucinating...but not anymore.
Ares;
I lost my fated one not once or twice, but multiple times. Seeing her again made me long for her smile, her touch, her scent, and crave all the moments we had lost.
But I won't lose her...not in this lifetime.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I felt his finger trail up from my arm...slowly...gently...up to my neck, and my head moved of its own accord, allowing him more access. His finger found its way to my face and he cupped my cheek.
Surprisingly, his hand was firm, warm, and gentle.
His eyes looked at me with so much sincerity and warmth.
He leans into my neck, and I stiffen up as I feel his sharp teeth grazing my neck.
I expected him to bite me so I tightly shut my eyes.
"Your fragrance bewitches my senses with an intoxicating allure."
I didn't think he'd speak, and I most definitely did not expect his voice to be so...deep and hoarse.
My mind finally registers the words he said, and so I opened my mouth to speak but a scream escapes instead as I feel him dig in his fangs.
(Unedited)
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Chosen by the Vamprie, Book One
(Completed Book One 🖤) They're sinful. Beautiful. Deadly. And more dangerous than the wolves who hunt us in the woods. Three Vampires rule our world. And now I find myself in their clutches. Abducted in the dead of night, I'm taken to a market where eleven others like me are paraded in front of the Sinful. The Vampires want the perfect companion. The one mortal who'll not only sit beside them on the throne...but who'll occupy their bed. We're to be judged, challenged...and selected one by one to continue the hunt. They'll punish us. They'll seduce us. They'll take us from the light and leave us craving the dark. Only I came with a secret of my own. They are the monsters I hate...the monsters who killed my family eleven long years go. I came for blood. I came for revenge, only as I'm drawn deeper into their deadly game my body starts to betray me. I crave surrender. I lust for them. I need to be the last one selected. Can I go through with my plan? Or will I be claimed by the monsters I despise?Complete
Verge of Insanity
My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.Complete
Rejecting the Alpha
I glared up at him my eyes narrowed, "Excuse me?" I was beyond livid by the words that just came out of his mouth. My glare didn't falter when Parker towered over me, clenching his jaw while trapping me against his desk. "You heard me." Parker's voice was low and intimidating that it made me feel so small. But I wasn't going to let him get to me. Standing up taller, I snapped, "I will not be your personal toy, available for you to do just as you please! I do not want to be held captive against my will, and not even have a say in anything. To be honest, I don't even want a mate." "You will do everything and anything I say, do you hear me?" Parker growled grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him. Without even thinking I said the first thing that came to my head but meant every word. "I, Jasmine Davis, reject you Alpha Parker Mason, as my mate." * Jasmine Davis is the daughter of the Beta of the Moonlit Waters Pack. She's sarcastic and having a mate is that last thing on her mind. Jasmine gets the attention of most of the male population in her pack but she ignores them. What happens when Jasmine's mate happens to be the ruthless Alpha of the neighboring pack, the Lunar Shadow Pack. What happens when she doesn't want a mate especially, Alpha Parker? * [Highest rank: #1] [WARNING] - mild language and some steamy scenes* [Unedited] Read at your own risk! [Published: November 2015] [Completed: July 2017]Complete
Fated To The Demon King. (18+)
I took a tentative step onto the light grey rug, imagining its softness being a comforting embrace beneath my feet. The dark, rich colors of the furniture deepen the room's dramatic ambiance, creating a sanctuary that feels both luxurious and intensely personal. I was honestly spellbound by everything. "This is for me?" I asked, somehow managing to find words through my surprise. The question felt foolish, yet I couldn't help but seek confirmation that this wasn't just a fleeting dream. "Of course, I couldn't have my guest sleep in a holding room, now could I?" He leaned into me from behind, his voice a low murmur that sent shivers down my spine, to whisper the last couple words into my ear, and I froze. His breath was warm against my skin, and I could feel his body heat against my back even though he wasn't touching me. The scent of men's axel spray and something wilder, something untamed, filled my senses, making my head spin. I turned my head slightly, wanting to look at him, but the movement brought my face even closer to his, and my gaze darted away from his beautiful golden eyes to look at his lips, imagining what it would feel like to close the distance and taste them for myself. They were perfectly sculpted, with a hint of a natural pout that seemed to beckon me closer. He suddenly pulled back with a dark smirk on his face, like he found something amusing in my inner turmoil. "Dinner will be ready around seven, don't be late," he said, walking back towards the door. "And you might want to go ahead and take a shower, you stink. I'll have someone bring you some clean clothes." He left, leaving me flustered and confused, a whirlwind of conflicting emotions swirling within me. He acted like nothing just happened, but I was aching in places I wasn't used to, with a strange mix of longing and frustration.
Bleeding Love (+18)
Trailer: https://tinyurl.com/bleeding-love ---------------- I felt him step closer to me, both hands holding my arms. Viktor was a gentleman, he was not going to do more, nor did I know if I wanted more, but I leaned into him and pressed my face to his chest. The hard, firm wall of him welcomed me, and I couldn't help sob. "I keep feeling like I will never be whole... I will never be sane..." His grip grew tighter on my arms, my hands rested on his chest as I looked up. His eyes held storms, and I was caught in the middle of them. "I am sorry," I whispered. "I don't want to look so weak..." There were no more words left for me to say, his lips found mine, and I melted into his cold embrace. His tongue met mine and I moaned as his hands slid down from my waist to my lower body. My robe fell, and I lifted my hands to wrap around his neck, pulling his face to me as he sank his fingers into my flesh, and I felt him lift me in a swift move, taking me to the bed. - Viktor Volkov never thought his short visit to the US would take more than three days, but after finding a woman who had lost her memories, he couldn't help feeling drawn to her in ways he had not felt for over centuries. Dawn woke up from a nightmare into another one. She had lost all her memories, and she didn't know who to trust. But the man who had his cold eyes on her seemed to be the only one who made her feel alive.
Love Me Not (ONC 2025)
By a chance encounter, Lucien meets his true love, his fated. In his world, vampires and humans reside together mostly without conflict. There is a mutual understanding. Vampires need blood and humans supply it willingly in trade. Throw into the mix, Jocelyn, a sweet-smelling girl with a personality and attitude that blazes just as red as her hair. Jocelyn is visiting from a land unsettled, as of yet, by vampires where humans are still the hunters. She has only ever known disdain for Lucien's kind. Can Lucien change Jocelyn's mind before time runs out? Excerpt..... I stood up, leaned across the table, on my palms, smiled cooly, and said, "I'm not allowed to call you dinner." Her eyes widened, and she dropped her glass. The glass clanked against her dinner plate and crumbled. She immediately looked down at it and frantically started picking up the pieces. "Leave it for a servant," I sniped at her. Reginald, our head waiter, promptly appeared at her side and started picking up shards. Our servants were specially trained on how to clean up messes without having bloody accidents. She looked up at me with a renewed sense of hostility. "I will do it myself!" Reginald didn't move. He is trained to insist. "Please, Miss?" he asked quietly. He took hold of the piece of glass in her hand and pulled. She squeaked in pain and held her hand up in front of her face. It was in plain view so that everyone could see. Her finger had been sliced open. The sweet smell got so strong that it was almost irresistible. Prompt number: 11. Vampires are bound by an ancient destiny: their soulmate is always human, and this bond is governed by three rules. The smell of their soulmate's blood is irresistible, its taste is sweeter than anything else, and if the love is unrequited, it can be fatal. Fearing this inevitable bond, most vampires try to avoid it. But what happens when one of them discovers that their soulmate is a human who not only rejects them but loathes them?Complete
Perfect Pet ( Original Version)
"You think I don't want you?" He snarled, his bulky arms creating a cage around me, preventing me from moving an inch. His chest pressed tightly to mine and I could feel it move with his rabid breathing. "Darling, you could never be more wrong." A cool hand worked it's way up to my neck and with gentle insistence, had me tilt it so he had a clear view of my throat. "Do you know how hard it is not to sink my fangs into you right here, right now and stake my claim?" He murmered, cool breath hitting the tender flesh as he ran his nose along the column of my throat, breathing in my scent. "Make sure no one takes what's mine." *** Pet: The bonded human companion to a vampire and their main source of blood. It's a title Eden Hemmings knows she shouldn't want. Vampires may look human and act human but they aren't. Possessing a dual nature and ungodly good looks, they are the definition of dangerous. Not to mention gifted with abilities humans could only imagine. Predators wrapped up in pretty packaging. But with her brother away from home and stuck dealing with their over controlling mother, Eden just wants to escape. To be free to do her own thing. When a letter to the elusive Rigryce Academy comes in the mail, it has to be fate. Right? Being a pet isn't that easy, however. They are a reflection of their master and as such, must have an extensive knowledge of politics and social etiquette. Anything less than perfect is unacceptable. A challenge for a girl that has trouble just looking her vampire classmates in the eyes. She'll have to get over it if she wants to impress them in the hopes of getting chosen. Being weak won't work and the last thing she needs is to be sent home. Maybe the intimidating vampire she keeps finding will help? ***There are some MM scenes. I have notated them at the beginning of the chapters. Cover by @PollyHereComplete
In Shadows of Night
I woke to a sudden breeze invading the warmth from the heavy blanket that caressed my skin. Here, alone with my thoughts, the still, calm quiet in the atmosphere is almost painful. I feel suffocated in the clingy, static air. In quiet, still moments like these, I can almost feel Him. I don't know who "Him" is, but I can feel his presence. It's almost calming, especially on fearful, anxiety fueled nights. Usually, he was the strongest when I had a nightmare. The nightmares weren't as common now, but, right after everything happened, I was having them every night. I'd wake up and swear I was drenched in blood, my eyes and lips sticky, my nose filled with the smell of iron and fuel. After everything, that's when Him first came. From there, he just never left. I can usually sense when Him is near. Today, though, his presence is stronger. I can almost feel Him next to me, weighing down the mattress. Some nights, I roll over and imagine how he looks, envision his smile or the sparkle in his eyes. He's never there and I'm left clutching to the thought that he exists, staring into empty air. Tonight, though, I swear I can reach out and touch him. Extending my hand gently, I sweep my hand out into the darkness and meet an inexplicable warmth. A scream rips from my lungs as hands cover my face and two icy blue eyes stare back at me, daring me to speak again. A soft cloth caressed my nose and mouth before I felt myself fade into bed. All Rights Reserved. Contains graphic descriptions of violence and assault. Contains battle scene.Complete
(Completed Book One 🖤) They're sinful. Beautiful. Deadly. And more dangerous than the wolves who hunt us in the woods. Three Vampires rule our world. And now I find myself in their clutches. Abducted in the dead of night, I'm taken to a market where eleven others like me are paraded in front of the Sinful. The Vampires want the perfect companion. The one mortal who'll not only sit beside them on the throne...but who'll occupy their bed. We're to be judged, challenged...and selected one by one to continue the hunt. They'll punish us. They'll seduce us. They'll take us from the light and leave us craving the dark. Only I came with a secret of my own. They are the monsters I hate...the monsters who killed my family eleven long years go. I came for blood. I came for revenge, only as I'm drawn deeper into their deadly game my body starts to betray me. I crave surrender. I lust for them. I need to be the last one selected. Can I go through with my plan? Or will I be claimed by the monsters I despise?
More detailsContent Guidelines