Dewey Shay Novels & Stories

Waverly lips twisted up in disgust while Shay doubled over with laughter. "Wavy, I want us all to get to know one another better. Bailey will be heeeere tooooo." Shay drawled out smirking, her eyes darting up to meet her daughters with a knowing look. "Plus I'll be preparing some of your favorite dishes. Beef roast, twice baked potatoes with broccoli & cheese, green salad, twisted breadsticks aaaand...drum roll pleeease!" Shay used the table slapping her hands down on it like a drum. "For dessert, my fresh coconut mounds cake. Now... Tell me my dear, doesn't that bring a smile to your pretty little face?" Shay reached over, closing her daughter's gaping mouth, her lips stretching into a wide

Derry went silent for a while trying to process what Devon had just revealed to him. If Mr Adam Shawn's account is still active, who is using it? He thought. "What do you mean the account is active? Who is using it?" Derry questioned. "His daughter, Lily Shawn," Devon announced.

Though he's powerful, he's no match to Dewey. "Soul Slasher!" Dewey cried, and he waved the longsword in his hand. A piercing sound came from the longsword, and quickly, a blood-colored blood light beamed toward Peyton. Soul Slasher was the ultimate technique that made Dewey well-known. Twenty years ago, he used that skill and defeated countless elites. His name was then known throughout the community. Twenty years had passed, and he had practiced that skill to perfection. 'Sh*t!' Peyton was shocked to see Dewey using the Soul Slasher, and he looked fearful. He wanted to back away, but it was too late.