Scp Foundation Shy Guy Novels & Stories

Shawn shyly said as he refused to look up, acting like a sixteen year old girl who is approached by her crush for help. "Besides, I didn't know you thought I was in close competition with Hunter MacIntyre in terms of looks. I won't say no if you want me to be your sister's—" "There there... Cut the crap, idiot. You're not the guy I'm thinking about." Scott sneered. He took a sip of his drink and added, "And what'd you say about being in close competition in terms of looks with Hunter MacIntyre? You're not even one percent in competition with him."

"So this is a Crystal Core. So that’s what it looks like." Lynn Shelby pulled out a tissue, wiped the core clean, and held it up to the sunlight to get a better look. I added, "That must be a low-tier, strength-type Aberrant Zombie." The group on the third floor watched the entire scene, utterly dumbfounded. Their eyes lit up, especially at the moment they saw Kevin Keane and me use our superpowers. Shane Shaw was the quickest to react. He immediately leaned on the windowsill and shouted down to us, "Hello! My name is Shane Shaw, and I’m a homeowner in this villa complex too. Can you help us clear out the zombies in this building?

"Who is this guy? And isn't that the deputy commander from the North District Bureau?" "Oh my god, I can't believe he sent a photo of his wife breastfeeding on a work group chat. Is he even human?" "Who's that woman? Isn't she that pretty officer from his squad?" After reading the comments on the big screen, Harvey completely broke down. It was all over for him. His future and reputation went up in flames tonight. "Turn it off! Turn it off now!" Chief Heath lunged forward, trying to cover the camera. But Spencer grabbed him by the shoulder and held him back.

Several employees who didn't know the truth began whispering. "Could she really be using us as scapegoats?" "Maybe. Rich kids make mistakes and blame regular employees all the time." "If that's true, we're still losing our year-end bonuses, right?" The lead auditor raised an eyebrow and handed me a preliminary tracing report. "We managed to track down the five hundred thousand dollars. It went into an anonymous offshore gold-trading account, but the IP address was hidden behind several layers of anonymizing services. We can't identify the owner yet."

he looked upset "You must be crazy,that's not even impossible,who do you think you are"I said as I released my hand from his,he didn't say anything "Whatever"he said and hissed.i chuckled as we outside,he held my hands,well that was weird.we met Scott "Hey Scott"I greeted as I waved my other hand to him "Hey Mera Shawn"he greeted smiling "We're going to the academy"treyson told Scott as he still held my hand "Okay young alpha"he said

“We don’t have the number for that. I can’t risk the lives we do have on a maybe.” “Don’t worry too much. We’ll keep in touch, Gray. You know you’ll always have us as allies, no matter where you are,” Delia tells him, her voice softer now. I start walking again, making sure to walk in the direction of their voices. Their scents. Earth and sweet and spice and sage. As I get closer I hear a snap from underneath my foot, and look up to see Gray’s usual blue eyes flashing yellow. He blinks and shoots me a fake grin.

Leo said as he pulled Shane into a hug as he pulled away from Shane, Leo's gaze moved to me "Guys, I have something to tell you," I said as Shane and Sophia turned to face me "What is it?" Shane signed, his concern evident in his eyes "This better be good news? Because I can't handle any more bad news in the state I'm in now." Sophia said her fear evident in her gaze and her voice

I blow air out of my mouth. *** As we walk side by side with the rough-faced man, the others have already gone and we move from the place that looked deserted to a much better spot where there are flowers, color is everywhere and my nerves relax. I turn to him. "Are you Scar?" I inquire innocently. "No. I'm Bobby Chase. Code Scar Chase," he thunders "Scar is our leader. Hardly around but he's always watching." "Oh. I'm Kyrah. Is Roxy...?" my question is answered when we take a corner on our left.

He looked like he had something to hide, although it's not like he wasn't the only one amongst the three that were keeping secrets. "You know, you could've had a better time of talking about this in front of...the humans." Shawn quietly orated, shooting Kairos a calculating glare. "And I should've known why you wanted to meet up with us. My nose smelt something off about you the first day we met." "Wait, so Shawn, you're a..." Scarlett paused before replying quietly. "You're a 'Mythic'?" "Ah...yeah." Shawn rubbed the back of his neck shyly with a sheepish smile spilling on his face.

Where was Shay before all this? [Still... he's clearly wrecked now. Couldn't she give him one more shot?] I didn't even glance his way. Just raised a hand and grabbed a cab. As the door shut, I caught one last glimpse through the window—the same guy who once strutted around like he owned the world, now crouched on the sidewalk, face buried in his hands, sobbing. Back home, I watched the Chat Feed spiral and let out a sharp laugh. [Ley-Bae, pls, reformed bad boys are literally endgame. Just give Shay-Shay another shot. You two are the official ship!]