Scp The Shy Guy Novels & Stories

be good for the audiences today okay especially our sponsors " he said walking past me I watched him as he went downstairs, he is creepy no wonder my sister turned suicidal who knows what this psychopath made her do, as he opened the front door Shakes was standing there, they exchanged a few words and Mr stones went on his way, now Shakes wearing a tailored suit, his hair well done his hands on his pocket making him look like he owned the place, he does know how to get the attention all to himself even without trying, looked up to me, his eyes fixed on mine like rich fiance waiting for his girl to come downstairs , maybe Valerie was right, maybe I could trust him or maybe he tricked het into

Scott hurriedly sat down just beside me. I turned around to notice his intense stare at me. I was unsure of the feeling I was experiencing but I knew that I was getting a bit uncomfortable. "Right here" he said as he thuck a few strands of my hair behind my ear. "You always looked better with no hair falling down your cheeks" He said, smiling sweetly. "Uhm... I..." I stuttered, unsure of my reaction. Scott was the fast male friend I made in college. Back then, I was very shy and timid. I avoided everything that had to do with socializing. I was always locked up in my space like a little snail in its shell.

Every time an experiment failed, when I was exhausted and my spiritual defenses were at their weakest, Clark would hold me, gently stroking the back of my neck to comfort me. But now I knew. He wasn't comforting me. He was using a special needle to siphon my core talent, my very essence, to be "absorbed" by Layla. He wasn't just stealing my results. He was draining my very soul, drop by drop. My hand was shaking, but not from sorrow. From rage. At the very bottom of the safe lay a scroll. I unrolled it. It was a draft of a blood oath, written in magical ink.

Faced with his terrible, disgusting act, I dug my nails into my palms and forced myself to remain calm no matter what. I gradually realized that I couldn't continue acting weak like this anymore. When I woke up the next morning, I realized someone had requested to follow my private account on social media, and the request came from a profile I wasn't quite familiar with. I tapped into the follow request message. It read, "Nancy, it's me, Cedric York." I froze for a moment when I saw the name on the screen. Memories of my college days immediately flooded my mind. Cedric was my senior in the same course I was taking when we were still in college. We even used to be in the student council toget

Emily announced proudly, peering over William's shoulder, clearly oblivious to his discomfort. "It's Sekhmet?" William asked her. "You're sure? This is very important. Are you sure?" She gave him a puzzled look. With her eyebrows raised, she gave the air another small sniff to double-check her findings. "It's him," she confirmed. "I'd offer you a secret handshake or password if we had one," Sekhmet said lightly as he continued toward them with deliberate slowness; his arms held out to either side of him in a classic pose of surrender. "But since we don't, you'll have to take my word for it. I'm me. Scout's honor. I know you can't smell me, but there's a reason for it."

Cara spoke, shoving her phone in front of my face. Wow, that sounded weirdly professional. I kept swiping back and forth between the two guys. One of the guy looked tall, well built with dirty blonde hair and he was wearing a black leather jacket. He screamed hot and danger in all caps. The other guy had this regular boy next door vibe with brown hair and he was pretty good looking. He reminded me of Tyler for a second and my mind was already starting to compare them both. Fucking hell! When does he get out of my head?

Xander said smirking at me And welcome back Xander Finally, I go to the kinda empty washroom with only two stalls occupied suddenly the main door closes and a guy walks out of nowhere He has yellow teeth creepy smile receding hairline but wore a suit he had blue eyes which looked scary and he just gave that evil vibe "Finally we meet Lifegiver I was waiting for you! "

RIVER BROWN “You want that one?” The heavy timbre of his voice contrasts to the situation. Shane points at a puppy that looks too sad and wounded to be adopted by Niko. Niko is a menace, if that puppy lands in his hands, he will torture it. Kneeling on the ground, the material stretching over his muscles in a way that makes even the woman who owns this shelter fan her face every five minutes, Shane Kincaid looks delectable.

Alex loves chocolate. When I opened the main door of the apartment,I heard some voices.Maybe Alex is inside his room.Quickly keeping my bag aside I tip toed towards his room.I was very excited to surprise him.But the next thing I heard made my legs fixated to the ground.There were muffled groans and moanings coming from the bedroom. This can't be.Maybe Alex has lend his room to his friends.He is always a sweetheart.But after sometime everything went quiet.Like a creepy stalker I kept my ears fixed to the door.

I was cherishing my moment alone when someone approached me. "Hi! We meet again" I raised an eyebrow. My day couldn't get any worse! This guy! I really want to slap him right now but I don't want to lose my poise. I just clenched my fist and looked at the dancefloor. The show is about to start! I saw Mich and the man heading to the bathroom. "Hey what's your name?" I'm still ignoring him. Is this really an elite bar of Hathaway? Letting someone like him in?