Shady Shin Novels & Stories

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

He laughed like a maniac would. I hissed, unable to think of a plan to get away from this place without my arms. I refuse to be a part of the Crimson Moon Pack’s prey. "You already have my blood. What would you do now?" Shin knelt on one of his knees on the floor, glancing below to have a look at the viscous liquid down there. He let his index finger slip on it, then raised it in front of my face to tease me.

Seeing it too late, Bridget swerved sharply to the right and would have hit her head on the steering but for her seatbelt which held her securely to her seat. Realizing what had happened, Janet was visibly shaken as she stared open-mouthed at the Ferrari which had stopped a few meters away. Bridget saw the driver come out and began to walk towards them, so she opened her car door and stepped out. He was tall and muscular, with handsome features that made him look more like a movie star than just another driver on the road. He wore baggy jeans and white polo and had a scowl on his face as he approached. "You should watch where you are going next time," He said. And with that, he turned to go

She takes my hand in hers and squeezes it gently. "We are werewolves, not monsters," she says softly. "Our pack is called the Shadows and is led by Gabriel Valley. He became our leader after his father's death some months ago." I sigh and turn to look at her. Her blue eyes look sad as she stares at me. "I promise you my child, you are not a monster. Being different is your greatest power," she whispers, grazing her fingers across my eyebrows. "You'll see," she adds with a faint smile. I stare at her drowning in my thoughts. I think about everything. Me. Them. The pack. I'd have sworn last night was just a dream but I know what I saw and felt. It was all too real. "Your father and I are going

Yet,his eyes yearned for one particular person,Natasha. However, in a sudden and captivating turn of events,Rex attention was seized by a group of photographers hastening towards an opulent black Porsche 911 Carrera 4s Coupe. Curiosity piqued ,Rex wondered who could be commanding such attention. And there in that electrifying moment,his eyes beheld Natasha radiating in a breathtaking ensemble. She wore a stunning short dress,adorned with an optical illusion sheer top intricately embroidered to tastefully cover her chest area. The dress further boasted figure flattering midriff cut outs accentuated by cascading red feathers delicately around her waist. Completing the ensemble, Natasha donn

He stood tall, his eyes fixed on the encroaching shadows, as the Forest Shades encircled him with their haunting presence. Their forms were ethereal, their figures shifting and blending with the darkness. Their eyes, a piercing shade of emerald, seemed to possess a wisdom that transcended mortal understanding. Prince Edon, his heart heavy with the weight of his impending doom, knew deep within his soul that he possessed no power over the formidable Forest Shades. The realization that he might meet his end in this forbidding place filled his mind with a mixture of resignation and determination.

In Adrian’s eyes, we are all just whores. “Come with me, Ally,” Shirley beckoned. Shirley is of Asian origin, which I assumed to be Japanese or Korean. She possessed dark curls that twirl their ways around her shoulders. Her off-shoulders dress accentuated her curvy figure. “We’ll get you out of here; then we’ll shop for your dress and begin the training.” I rubbed my hand over the red mark on my face where Adrian had last slapped me. Shirley offers me her ointment, applying it for me with a sigh. My face was still smarting.

“Ah, were you not expecting to see me? I saw so many missed calls on my phone and thought I'd better show up before you get married to Zade..” He said softly but I was more focused on his very beautiful face. He wore a see-through black silky shirt, nude color pants, black slippers, and his hair was packed in a ponytail style, he looked like the perfect role for a K-pop artist. “Where have you been Doug?” I walked close to him and gave him a very big hug. He hugged me back. He walked around my room like he was searching for God knows what. “Zade was here today, right?”

Shadow told me his name was Cain, and I should never make eye contact with him unless I had a death wish and a signed will. Then there were the groups the ones that ran in packs like wolves, They laughed too loud and Hit too hard but also Moved in unison. Shadow leaned next to me at some point and pointed them out one by one. “Those are the Hounds,” he muttered. “They backstab for fun.”... I just nodded then my gaze moved to ... I don't know the dude looks short. “And that little dude?” “Don’t be fooled,” Shadow said. “He once ripped a guy’s ear off with his teeth. He’s sixteen.”

“Maybe she wants the attention. Should we tell Coach?” Patricia’s smirk widened. “Or stream it? Call it: ‘Shadow Freak in Lace.’” Gloria moved closer, close enough that her breath brushed Sierra’s ear, sour with mint and malice. “I could tear that off you in one pull.” And then—the boys came. Two of them, wandering from the neighboring changing room, half-dressed and smirking like predators who’d been handed a free show. One wolf-whistled. “I heard freaks in bed don’t feel pain. Bet she’s a good time.”