Novel & Cerita Lighter Shade Of Grey

I couldn’t blame her; I didn’t like it either. Selene grinned. “Got it. And your room?” “Grey,” I replied, rubbing my temple. “Different shades of grey.” She chuckled softly. “You and your obsession with grey.” “It’s peaceful,” I muttered, half-smiling. What I didn’t add was that grey reminded me of balance, neither too bright nor too dark. Safe. Predictable. Unlike the chaos my life had been for the past few years. “Ma’am, what would you and the kids like for dinner?” The housekeeper appeared suddenly at the doorway, her hands clasped politely in front of her apron.

I lifted my head. In the black mirror of a puddle near the wall, I saw her. She was large. Larger than I expected — larger, I thought with a detached part of my mind, than most wolves I had seen in the pack, including the ranking males. Her fur was silver-white, not quite the color of moonlight, more the color of starlight — a colder, steadier silver. Her eyes, in the reflection, were not the amber of most shifted wolves. They were pale grey, the color of dawn.

Zane said, “that’s why we should buy something you’d like.” I went still. You don’t get too picky, my father’s words echoed. A faint crease formed between my brows. “Which color would you have preferred?” Zane asked. “Grey,” I said, voice low. Zane turned to the woman. “Do you have it in grey?” The woman shook her head. “We can contact the company. They can produce the shade you requested.” “I’ll just take the blue.” A ragged sound left me—almost like a laugh.

Else. Something. Darker.

Chloe snapped her fingers in front of my face. "That confirms it" Crystal stated like it was the best news she had heard so far "Oh I can hear wedding bells already" Whoa. Pause. What?. That is way too far. "What do think their babies will look like?" Crystal asked dreamily. "They will probably have Kamara's awesome brown skin and Chris's hot blue eyes and the girls must have that awesome body and great behind that will make guys ask for death" "Ladies please" I put my hands over my ears "nothing of that sort will happen"

Apparently, there were four Shade packs in the area—the Blackmoor Shade Pack, Night Shade Pack, South Shade Pack, and the Thornton Shade Pack. Each pack had their own family color of some sort. The Blackmoors were purple, Souths yellow, Thorntons blue, and the Nights green.

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I quickly put on the same kind of uniform as Elsa; which comprised of a dirty brown leather sleeveless top, matching pants that fit her slim body quite well and boots. We live in a lovely City, if you like a messy landscape with old rusty machines scattered about the whole place. Well not entirely the whole place just our side of the city, then it is lovely indeed. You see, our city has two residential areas, the Lower district and the Higher district. The Higher district has pretty houses, properly planned and laid out roads that we can only admire from afar because we are not allowed to just go in there when ever we want. Our own district which is the Lower one, isn't as pretty, the houses

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.