Romans & histoires Shane

he replied. “That’s how you’ll continue with your lifelong plan?” I asked. “No one can defeat Roman in a direct battle. He’s too damn strong, even for me. I know that,” Shane admitted. I studied him. He was smaller than Roman. There wasn’t much resemblance since they were only distant relatives, and I could easily see Roman crushing him. My mate possessed an ancient power no one else had. Not even Shane, despite their blood connection. “Why not just kill him at dinner and take the crown?” I asked.

In that moment I knew I was not talking to Shane, but Spencer instead! Shane has a tattoo on his left forearm of a black cat in remembrance to his friend Catalina who tragically died in a hit and run accident. "You are not Shane!" I said in a shaky voice. Kyle pulled out his 9.mm and pointed it at Spencer’s head.

she began, her voice soft yet steady, “I know this must all feel strange. But you have to understand: Shane is… unique. He’s a protector, bound by powers you’ve only begun to sense.” “Powers?” I echoed, struggling to wrap my mind around what she was telling me. “What do you mean?” Her smile was calm, patient. “Shane isn’t just an ordinary person, Harley. He’s something… more. He has abilities that make him different, abilities that make him strong enough to guard you through what lies ahead.”

Donald said cheerfully. "Don't worry, Mr. Joyner Senior, I won't be shy," Shane replied. "Shane, are you from the Morrisons of Cinderpeak County?" Susan asked. Shane nodded. "My father and sister are in Cinderpeak County, my brother is in Brookfield, and I'm based here in Haldon City." "That's wonderful! Haldon City is a great place," Susan said with a broad smile. "Sage mentioned she works for you. I hope she hasn't been too much trouble for you."

RIVER BROWN “You want that one?” The heavy timbre of his voice contrasts to the situation. Shane points at a puppy that looks too sad and wounded to be adopted by Niko. Niko is a menace, if that puppy lands in his hands, he will torture it. Kneeling on the ground, the material stretching over his muscles in a way that makes even the woman who owns this shelter fan her face every five minutes, Shane Kincaid looks delectable.

Meanwhile, the remaining ones were shaking violently. "Oh my god! Just a single glance from him terrifies me to the bones! What's the point of fighting?" "Let's retreat! It's not worth risking our lives for a little money!" "How can a small-time pretty boy from a third-tier city have such an aura?!" "Hehe! Mr. Lester, nice to meet you. You're truly remarkable, a giant among men!" Shane strode out, hands behind his back. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Shane, a supervisor of the Smiths..."

Shane looked worried and confused all at once, like he couldn't believe this was happening. “It was... It was just a casual conversation,” he insisted, his gaze darting between us all as he searched for a pair of understanding eyes. “I didn’t give specifics. I didn’t even mention Katelyn by name! I just... I was trying to understand more. I thought...” he trailed off, understanding the gravity of his error. “Who did you talk to?” Dad asked, his tone firm. Shane hesitated, but then finally answered. “His name is Dr Prince. He’s a historian with an interest in bloodlines and genealogy. I... I reached out to him in hopes that he mi

she whispered. Serena did. She saw flashes—images that burned themselves into her mind. Her running through the forest, her eyes glowing silver. Her standing on a battlefield, bodies lying still at her feet. Her holding a child with Alexandro’s eyes. And then—Alexandro himself, wounded. Fading. Reaching for her as she screamed. Serena gasped and opened her eyes. The shaman was watching her. “You are powerful,” the old woman said. “Stronger than any Luna before you. You can bring peace. Or destruction.”

Brent added. “Did Kylynn tell her why?” Lance asked. “You guys remember Zane and Milan?” Brent asked. “Yeah we remember then why?” I asked. “Kylynn and Milan were friends. Milan went to school with them. She was a year older. Kylynn remembers what Milan went through with Zane’s parents and, for some reason thought that my parents would be the same way. Basically, she said even though she is famous, she is still a girl from a lower-class family.” Brent explained.