Evershade Valley Novels & Stories

One of them takes sight of me, “You must be Violet! Your hair is just gorgeous. How would you like it styled for the wedding?” Another chimes in with, “And are you thinking bold or natural make up?” “How about decorations? What colors would you like to incorporate?” I quicken my pace as I ignore them and I am in the elevator before any of them have a chance to even see my grimace. I have never wanted to run away from anything before but just knowing that this is being entertained by so many people makes me want to run far, far, away. I make my way to the lobby of the building and see that about half a dozen reporters were standing outside the glass front doors.

Valaria sighed as she put the SUV into park and shut off the engine, the building they were about to enter was the Pride house of the Nevada Panthers, the Pride leader Tanya ran three of the top grossing casinos in Vegas, her Panthers nearly all worked for her at said casinos and her sister Sarah-Jane runs a legal escort service for those who like Preternatural play time, that is who she would need to convince to help, she had more Preternatural connections in Nevada than anyone else, if anyone knew the leader of the Incubi lair it would be her. “OK, when we go in we act like a bunch of shifters here to have a good time, Tanya will find us and then all hell will most probably ensue, hold bac

A variety of a dozen or so tents litter the small clearing. A small group is gathered around a fire, far off to our right, on the edge of the clearing, consisting of three Omegas Cody, David and Tony, and an Elder, Alazaer. The Omegas are each holding a glass beer bottle and seem to be taking turns trying to get Alazaer to laugh. However, each time, he just raises a thick gray eyebrow at them with a blank and unamused expression on his tan wrinkled face.

As the sunlight radiated through the window and scattered through the glass, it cast the shadows of both the window and the standing figure across the floor. Valerie looked like she had walked out of the light as the rays emanated from all over her body. She was wearing a loose, sky-blue dress that covered her baby bump just nicely. The hem of the dress was adorned with white handmade floral embroidery that made her look like a breath of fresh air. On her feet were a pair of pristine white flats. Her locks were gathered into a low ponytail, making Valerie look youthful, refreshing and pleasant to look at.

Valerie tilts her head, rolling her eyes, but I don’t miss the blush that tints her cheeks. Adriana chuckles weakly. “Thank you, guys.” She says and I hear her lean back. I squeeze Valerie’s hand gently, feeling a little at ease. The glittering streetlights are like a false promise of safety and comfort, but truthfully, they are simply hiding the danger that this world holds. A danger we barely escaped… I look over at Valerie, and I can’t help but smile faintly. She looked super sexy with that fire in her eyes… ‘You’re staring’ she says, not opening her eyes, but she’s blushing under my intense gaze.

SHADE FOREST ROAD: "My name is Julian Castle, I'm back to being the Blood Mooner, the most powerful immortal alive. We've now returned peace and balanced the dispute between the supernaturals in Shade. Shade, our town, our home. My brother William with his upgrade resumed his leadership and control over the vampires in Shade. My sister Willow maintained neutral, always. Alisa, happy here with my brother decided to stay back and delegated another head in Hilltop to oversee the witches. Nevertheless, the witches in Shade learning from their mistakes and wrong alliance with Stygian, accepted and delegated Alisa as the head of the covens in the entire town. Jeremy maintained a priest always havi

We got into the car and Parker his beta drove off heading to the packhouse. Third-person POV Valerie was fixated on the rolling hills and mountainside outside the window. Lush trees covered the landscape with a flourish of warm colors. Daisy yellow, sunset orange, and apple red swirled together as the wind ruffled the leaves. She could barely hear the soft squeal of the machinery propelling her across the gravel potholes.

“They’ve requested it. And you will be on your best behavior.” The sound of heels retreated down the hall, leaving her in silence. Evelyn closed her eyes for a long moment before forcing herself to move. The Valehart estate looked different in daylight. Colder. Larger. Less human. Every wall was white marble veined with silver; every corner reflected light like the inside of a blade. The air carried the faint, sharp scent of pine and smoke. Helena Valehart waited in the sunroom, dressed in black, posture perfect. Her beauty was ageless but severe, her smile almost kind if not for the calculation behind her eyes.

Girls twisted hard on the poles with their thongs soaked through, boobs bouncing wild, hips grinding rough against the shiny metal like they were fucking it. Rich dudes sat legs spread wide, fancy watches flashing on their wrists. Their cocks were rock-hard, bulging and straining against those expensive pants, looking ready to rip the zipper open any second. Emma pressed her lips right to my ear, breath hot. “Vicky’s at the bar.” Vicky Gavin looked like a straight danger wrapped in high heels. Platinum blonde hair, ice-blue eyes that could freeze you mid-step, black blazer hanging open like she didn’t give a fuck.

But now, the tides were turning. Rising from her chair, Sharon walked over to the window, looking out at the sprawling estate. It was beautiful, grand, and it would all belong to her and Eva soon enough. A quiet laugh escaped her lips as she whispered to herself, “The West name will crumble, and we’ll be the ones standing on top.” Unbeknownst to them, shadows lurked in the corners of the mansion—secrets and loyalties that could either shatter their plans or ignite the chaos they so desperately sought.