Romans & histoires Shadow X Sally

Sally, on the other hand, appeared pale and weak, her usual agility diminished. Once Sally and her mom, Stella, were seated downstairs, Jerry inquired with concern, "Hey, what's wrong?" Stella wiped away her tears and said, "I discovered a shocking secret today, and I'm still reeling. My daughter here..." She paused, glancing at Sally, before continuing, "You don't want to share it, do you?" Sally shook her head with a smile, and Stella nodded in understanding. Taking a deep breath, Sally began, "My name isn't actually Sally, but Sadie. I took my sister's identity." She proceeded to explain everything, leaving me utterly shocked.

different. Sally is waiting patiently by her car, her small frame dwarfed by the large SUV that must belong to Ashton. She cradles Gwyneth safely in her arms, her soft eyes filled with worry as she glances toward the vampire district. She isn’t dressed for a fight, but wearing a blue sundress and flip-flops? I try not to laugh. This girl has no sense of fashion, but I find that kind of cute. “Sally,” I call out as I approach her. She jumps at my voice, but a small smile spreads across her face when she sees me. Her lips are stained a soft shade of pink, and I wonder how they would taste against mine.

“When you came to me about Hunter’s date request and your connection to Celeste, I guessed what was going on. Because I am a shapeshifter too.” Sally felt like the air was sucked out of the room and everything seemed to tilt. Her best friend, the person who had been through her whole life with her, was a Shapeshifter. Sally closed her eyes and took deep breaths, trying to recenter. Hunter and Celeste grounded her. After a few moments she was able to bring it back. "What are you?" She asked throatily, her eyes still closed, her fingers tight in their hands.

The darkness loomed around them like a cloak. Sekhmet carried an old-fashioned torch he pulled from a hole in the wall to light the way. It was a bit theatric and unnecessary, considering vampires and werewolves alike could see in the dark. But it set the mood for torture nicely; causing shadows to dance across the walls. A bleeding.

Sylendra questioned fearing her guess to be true but before the man could have answered her, the lights suddenly turned on. And the first thing she saw... made her heart almost pop out of her chest and eyes widened. Her boss... Master Ethan Thompson, great master's son! "Mr.Thompson!" Sylendra uttered in shock before looking at the familiar pair of dark eyes of her boss staring right in her eyes like she was doing. In the moment of freeze, both strangely preferred to stay in the minute of surprise. They both felt being enchanted in one another's eyes, those eyes which hated one another's every single sight.

Matteo has also sung her praises. I don’t believe she would have evil intentions to meet me. I’m not sure why she wants to meet me. I assume it’s pure curiosity. Maybe she has questions. It could be because I’m her Luna. I’m about to find out as I enter the cute little tea shop with my guard right on my heels. Sally waves me over with a bright smile on her face. She has short brown hair, brown eyes, and is dressed like a lady of class. Waling over to her I take a deep breath as I attemp to calm my neves.

Sally was surprised to see her, her eyes rolling from up then down to her body as she saw the patient uniform she was wearing. “Why were you shouting my name like that earlier, huh? Do you wanna die? What gave you the right to scream my name like that?!” Sally was now yelling back at Scarlet, walking closer to her. But unknown to Sally, going closer to Scarlet was the greatest mistake she made because as soon as she was close enough, Scarlet slapped her face dirtily. “What! Did you just slap?” Sally's eyes widened in shock as she held her cheek, it was stinging her badly.

Then, she glanced at Maia and Amanda and kicked them with the tip of her heels. “Looks like you’re still alive. Never mind. You’ll die when the deal’s over. Hahaha! Enjoy the last moments of your lives!” Sally was in high spirits as she turned and left the office. Pablo swept his eyes across the two of them on the ground, shook his head, and took off after her. The two bodyguards also left the office. A loud ‘Bam!’ could be heard as they closed the office door. Just like that, they were left alone in the larger office. The lights flickered as the winds continued to howl and the waves kept on churning.

Sally suddenly stopped in front of her room and turned around to face me. I smiled deeply as I stared at her. "I had so much fun today," she confessed. "Maybe we should do this more often," I said. Sally didn't say another word. She only smiled deeply and lowered her gaze to the floor. "What do you say?" I asked her. She shook her head and lifted her gaze to face me. Our eyes locked, and I felt cold shivers all over me. "Why would I deny such and opportunity," she asked and bit her lower lip.

Ancient runes etched into its facade pulsed faintly, their protective power a silent shield against the sinister energy the group battled mere minutes ago. The memory of the grotesque creature, its red eyes and smoky aura, haunted them - a stark reminder of the Nightshade Pack’s dark influence. Alpha Mikhail Silverclaw led the team, his commanding presence steadying the group after their harrowing encounter. His amber eyes, still sharp with the intensity of their forest skirmish, met those of Alpha Damien Bloodmoon, who stood in the foyer of the pack house studying the group.