Shady Characters Book Novels & Stories

If they are happy, sad, envious, angry, even horny, I can see it by their soul. A person’s shadow is colorful in my eyes depends on their emotions. It’s still black but a shade of a specific color touches their shadow based from how they feel. Red when angered. Green when envious or insecure. Yellow when happy. Blue when sad. Purple if horny or turned on. The strong has a pitch dark shadow, while the weak has gray shade. And to my dismay, my mate possess a full gray shadow. What the hell! I’m in a daze as I watch her shadow, I’m not mistaken. She is just a weak wolf, I was matched with a weak being!

“Please don't slow down. Fuck me hard.” He obliged, hips slamming against mine with enough force to rock the desk. “That's it,” Mr. Sinclair urged. “Don't let that arse go.” My lips moved out of their own accord, moaning helplessly as I shut my eyes, the pleasure frying my brain cells. A fierce rush of heat flooded through my system, my pulse thundering through every inch of me. The room was thick with the scent of sex and stale sweat, and I almost shattered to the sounds of my pussy squelching shamelessly as his wet cock rammed into my dripping coochie.

Sylendra gulped in horror before roaming her eyes back and forth at the huge cabin of her foster brother. Taking two steps ahead. "W-who is it?" Sylendra pronounced in horror while still being attentive feeling fear striking through her spine, she crunched her shirt near her chest and torso which she was still holding to hide her nudity. She tried to cover her exposed skin and immediately opening the buttons of the shirt, Sylendra slipped her arms into the fabric effortlessly in seconds fearing to display her body more in such a dangerous and creepy situation. She buttoned the fabric on in quick manner with her shaking fingers while still having her eyes round the cabin with alertness.

He clearly doesn’t like that, because he gives me a low growl, but too bad for him, I don’t care. Now, would you look at that. Carson actually doesn’t look like he fits in here with the villains. He looks like a good guy who was simply asked to come here so his services could be used. He didn’t know what was gonna happen or to whom. But like they say, don’t judge a book by its cover. This book is giving lethal boss pulling the strings from behind, like a python waiting till you get close, then it can strike you at the point you told it you’re weak at. The cover is giving docile lamb that you can trust, just like James from Tinkerbell and the Pirate Fairy.

Her eyes narrow as she takes in my shivering form clad in torn clothes, the rumpled bed, as well as the freshly showered form of Xavier. “What the hell is going on here?!” she screeches. Her eyes do a once over around the room one more time before settling her poisonous gaze on me. My body shudders subconsciously from the venom spewing from her eyes as well as the clear knowledge of what she is capable of. With long, soft flowing hair, a voluptuous body with curves in all the right places, legs going for miles, and a face that the goddess has obviously- t taken her time with, Bianca is an absolutely gorgeous woman.

She suspected he was involved in less legitimate businesses as well, but they never discussed it. Mostly, Khalid wanted to know about her. She was loathe to talk about herself and would offer only pointed answers to his questions, but gradually he had coaxed more out of her than she had intended to give. She had told him about the death of her parents, and the cold, racist rejection of her grandparents. He had proved to be an attentive and sympathetic listener. It disturbed Shania, who preferred to see only the brutish side of him.

Happy Ending Happy Starting --- **Description of SHIV's Book** **Title:** Hades Sassy Persephone Shivshakti Singh Rathore, an honest police officer who is ruthless, cold, and darker than Hades. He is the third prince of Gadh, Rajasthan, India. Adrija Singh, who is full of herself. An arrogant, domineering, and aggressive woman with a Persephone's heart full of spring life. A kick-ass heroine who loves to poke, mock, and taunt the hero. Different from the original mythological story of Hades and Persephone, this story is poles apart. Here, Persephone is three years older than Hades and has a sassy personality that irritates him to no end.

That was what I was about to say when the voice of a certain someone left me flabbergasted. "Shawn!" I heard him call out my name over the phone but the authority that comes with it left me chilling. "Don Wendigo?" I breathe out the only name I could think of, there is no way it can be Cannon, no one has ever seen him, except the other Mafia Lords. "You recognize me!" Wendigo chuckles over the phone. I could feel sweat forming on my forehead, no one dares not recognize him. Among all the Mafia Lords, He is known for his selfish and envious ways. Always wanting more than he deserves. More be that he is rude, arrogant and wicked. I wonder why he calls.

Madelia muffled a cry, her chest heaving rapidly. Shady pulled out his tongue to lick her neck, sniffing the fear that rose from her. It smelt pleasant. Madelia whimpered in his arms, her body trembling. His breath against her neck caused her body to shudder. Shady opened up his mouth, and sharp, pointy fangs protruded. Her eyes were shaking as he lowered his head to taste her fleshy neck. Suddenly, six hooded figures fell from above and surrounded them. Shady—alarmed, quickly turned to look at their gazing masks, his eyes darting around. He quickly let go of Madelia and stood in a defensive position, glancing at the new threat.

"I thought that the protagonist was Viessa." "She was the main character." Harvey raises his finger. "Along with three others. You have also met the hidden main character. Surprisingly, you gave a happy ending to all the characters." I knit my brows. Actually, I am not sure if I gave happy endings to all the main characters. The journey to the end wasn't smooth. If I had a clumsy cheat, I also had sheer bad luck. However, the biggest obstacle was nothing other than the main characters themselves. Dante had a tongue that made me want to kill him all the time. Viessa was so stupid that I wanted to drown her. Aloisia was so evil that I wanted to bury her along with her undead friends. Lastly, K