Shane 소설 & 이야기

“If she says no, I’ll take hers!” I turned and saw a guy sprawled across the cushions like he owned the place. Shane. That must be him. He was exactly what Tessa had described earlier, her “flatmate-slash-therapist-slash-friend-slash-drama-queen.” His hair was bleached blond at the tips, his nails painted black, and he wore a crop top that said No Bad Vibes, ironically, since he was clearly full of them. Tessa came back with two glasses of something pink. “Reina, meet Shane. He bites sometimes but only when provoked.”

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

“I hope that you will still remember when you see me tomorrow, though as large as that mug is, I’m not certain you will.” “He never does,” Shannon offered with a laugh, her freckled face contorting a bit with the heartiness of her glee. She was tall and thin, even taller than Kian, with long strawberry blonde hair, and though Aaron never found her particularly pretty, she was a good match for his friend. He was certain Kian would be announcing an engagement soon, and Aaron looked forward to having him as a neighbor on the new plots the landlord had just agreed to lease nearer the lake once he had Aislyn’s hand as well.

I've never seen him in my life. "This is Reilly, a friend of Cyprian's. And anyone who is a friend of him, is a friend of me. Reilly will be joining us for dinner," Shanae says lightly. Reilly only watches me silently, not bothering to do anything more to acknowledge me. I hope the cold feeling inside me is mirrored on my face. "I would like to apologise about the way you were taken, but I can assure you that you will be treated only nicely from now on," she explains, to which I narrow my eyes at.

2 MONTHS LATER. Brian's POV. Two months have passed and the snow has melted. Spring has come, and Millie has been getting a lot better. Her leg was no longer injured. But a scar still remained on her leg. I had been preapring for Wilson. Each day I would get up before dawn while Millie still slept and I would work out and build up my muscles. i was getting all my slaughter rooms ready for his arrival. Whoever he may bring with him would be slaughterd as well. I had to protect my Millie, she was so precious to me. So beautiful and I was not gonna let him take her away from me. It then hit me, I have been working so hard getting my castle inside and outside ready for an attack that I wanted to

Shane paused and said stiffly, “I’m used to it. I already told you guys that I can only accept someone touching my shoulder. This woman went overboard.” His manager did not know what to say and immediately went over to negotiate with the others. The editor-in-chief’s face was pale as she looked at the scene below. “OMG...something happened!” She said as she hurriedly left. Nicole and Julie also ran down after her. Julie frowned. “What the hell is Shane’s old job? Why is he so strong?” The corners of Nicole’s mouth twitched as she thought, ‘Should I tell Julie that he used to be an assassin?’

He says eventually, noises behind him reveal the blonde girl that Flame was arguing with earlier. “Oh please be Darius’ friend.” She grins, pushing the boy out of the way and extending her hand. “I’m Gale. Gale Winters.” “Cain Harden.” I shake her hand quickly before dropping it and turning to the boy again, attempting to be pleasant when I just want him to get the fuck out of my way. “Darius told me we were going Tree Surfing.”

Many of them were just lying down at the back so they would not participate and so we won't notice them when they walk away to their homes and begun their daily activities without a prayer of guidance to Selene which was said while everyone was down in their knees facing the sunrise and in the evenings, we say it facing the sunset. “Done!” Shane said getting up and taking off his shirt showing properly tanned skin layered with his abs and the muscles on his arms were designed with tattoos that meant many things. There was a tattoo of his mate whom he had just gotten a back view of her when he first met her, she was Hispanic so he'd told the tattoo artist to dr

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.