Shady Characters Book Novels & Stories

This is the story of Motiesha, a natural yet complicated dark skinned woman who's life is about to change as she's drawn into places she can't escape with unfolding drama, action and comedic relief. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ★Please Enjoy★

While Bo has a shining white head free of even a single strand of hair and a short thin (mostly gray) facial hair and smells like golden spice. Gray is standing on the left side of a semicircle made up of him, Cordelia and Bo, with cordelia being in the middle, a few yards just ahead of us. Gray’s holding a long thick metal link chain in his hands, conversing with the two. Iselyn and I stop a few feet away, just close enough to alert them to our presence and hear the conversation.

Outside the world shadow is a public figure that everyone is looking up, to wants to become but no one knows that she's a devil in human disguise. She let out a soft sigh, still smoking heavily. Only she knows the consequences of Shadows actions if Shadow returns back to Author's life everything will take a huge turn and she doesn't want that. He might also find out that Randy is alive and if that happens he would like to take him back to the clan where he will denounce him as his heir. Author isn't as simple as he looks. He's far more dangerous time Shadow. He kills slowly and has trusted guards that does everything for him. Everyone thinks that Author Smith is a simple person and can't har

I could feel my flesh burning and I winced in pain. “Stop running. You’re only going to suffer more,” he said as he entered the broken door. I ignored what he said and continued climbing up the stairs. It only took me a couple of seconds before I reached the line of tables in the very middle. The entire library was not in total darkness because of the light slipping through the glass windows from the outside. I ran to the east wing and hid behind the tall shelves while catching up my breath. The werewolf’s footsteps echoed in the air.

The darkness loomed around them like a cloak. Sekhmet carried an old-fashioned torch he pulled from a hole in the wall to light the way. It was a bit theatric and unnecessary, considering vampires and werewolves alike could see in the dark. But it set the mood for torture nicely; causing shadows to dance across the walls. A bleeding.

It took them awhile, but they managed to go through everything and pack up the useless stuff. Angel was in the office going through the desk while two of staff members were packing up the books inside when one of them went to grab another book and the whole shelf moved. Her father who had just been standing there looked at her oddly and she shrugged, she hadn’t known the room was there either. When they opened it, they found what appeared to be a secret office in what was intended to be a panic room. There was a lot of paperwork, financial information, a lot of things that didn’t make sense right off. Until Angel looked at it closer and saw the pattern. It turned out Kingsley hadn’t just bee

“Sneaking.” “More like blending with the shadows. I read something interesting yesterday; do you want to hear it?” he nodded, expecting. Fredden lounged on the sofa, his arms on the backrest casually resting there. “We talked about the world shadows, right? The thing you said about the world has a shadow… I know you were joking but you hit the nail on the head. There was someone who wrote a big book about his theory and it was a priest. Do you remember that priest who got executed for trying to save the redcursed? I got a book from him from the black market. It stated that the world indeed has a shadow. The difference between both sides is that the roles are reversed. The shadows walked with

This is a side story to Shy following Harry and Brooke. You don't need to read Shy to understand this, but I'd massively appreciate it if you did. I'm going to say this now as a warning: This book is set in America but all the characters will most probably use British words and not be American-like at all. Please don't moan, it's my book and I want it that way, deal with it. Also, the guys in this book will be assholes. You can have a little whinge about it in the comments if you feel you really have to, but please don't comment how it's "too much" and how you hate the book and are going to stop reading.

she said, her voice steady even as uncertainty hung in the air like a heavy coat. Just as they were about to lose hope, a figure approached them, his face emerging from the shadows. “I can take you to him,” the stranger said, his voice low and husky, carrying weight with every word. Ava and Chloe exchanged cautious glances, unsure whether to trust this stranger, whose thoughts were a storm on a turbulent sea, two opposing forces at war. But there was no choice; they nodded cautiously, believing there was a faint message in the uncertainty that surrounded them.