Shame Skyler Mason Novels & Stories

blazed red with bitter irony. In the photo, he looked so upright. But who would guess that underneath that mask of righteousness hid a heart so rotten? The sky grew darker, and streetlights flickered on. Dragging my legs that felt as if they were weighted with lead, I finally reached the entrance of our apartment complex. I swiped my card. The gate alarm beeped, flashing red. Harvey really had changed everything. Even my access to the compound had been revoked. Matt Shepard, the security guard, poked his head out of the security booth, a troubled look on his face.

"Well, I don't know about that. If I get caught, I'll just say you made me do it." He raises his eyebrows at me. "Thanks for looking out for me," I say, dripping with sarcasm. Skyler moves away from the wall, heading to his BMW. "If you don't want to end up locked in a classroom with me, you better get in the car." "So, this is how you athletes are punished? Locked in a classroom for reflection?" I step down, standing beside Skyler's BMW. "Since you're so interested, why don't we experience it together?"

Have you ever seen me here with another woman? Skye ~”Now that you mention it, I have never. Why? It's so easy to pick up girls in a coffee shop.” Damon ~”Do you even want me to answer that?” Sensing she is uncomfortable, I change the subject. Damon ~”So how is Mason?” Skye ~”Frustrated that he cannot move around.” Damon ~”Does he not have crutches?” Skye ~”He refuses to use them.” Damon ~”That sounds like Mason. So what is he going to do when he can walk again?”

But I do needs answers as to why I was thrown into this Gods-forsaken school. As I rummage through my bag, an overly tall blonde man takes the seat on the other side of Luca while a petite flaming red-head takes place alongside Seyla. I'm immediatly on edge being so close to new faces. Being the traitors daughter has shown me not to be easy at trusting anyone. My time in Skyless Keep has taught me you never know anyones true intentions. "Pretty hot for a prisoner," The blonde finally speaks. "Don't start, Rowan." Luca grits out.

My blood boiled in my veins. I opened the door to the dressing room forcefully. Tears were streaming down my face as I looked at him. “Filthy? Slave? That’s what you really think of me!?” “Isn’t that what you are?” His reply was so cold it stunned me. “You were a fool to think that I would ever mate with you, even if the Moon Goddess fated it.” I blinked. What? “I reject you, Skye. I, Alex Wilder, reject you as my mate.”

she used her heels towards the door limping. Julius shook his head, it was clear his boss want to punish him. if not why did he assign him such a job? The madam is too persistent, nothing like their previous madam who gladly does as the boss want. Skylar was running a race to catch up with her last but not least lesson for the day. She was praying so hard to not land in trouble. This is her first time keeping herself late for her class. "Skylar.." the lecture's voice startled her, she turned her head slowly to meet the hard face of Mrs. Jonathan, there was a frown on her face.

"If I knew you were Mr. Danial Blake's son, I'd never have agreed to be your legal director." My daughter looked at him curiously and whispered, "Mommy, why does that guy's face look so pale?" I kissed her forehead and said, "Because he did something wrong, and he knows it." "What did I do wrong?!" Alexander lunged at me, trying to pull me into a hug, not caring at all about his wife, who was still on the ground, screaming. I turned my face away, stepping aside. I did not want to get tangled up in the past.

He said, breathless, "You will have to pay for my maligned reputation, you real b*tch, Kayla Creswell!" ------- Hospital Basement, Red River Clan Skyla just couldn't believe what was happening. Instead of threatening her with glares, the three she-lycans stood there still, hanging their heads low out of respect with the center one pouring out sweetly. "Ma'am, please come outside!" The superintendent said politely. Skyla stood on her feet, her eyes cautiously gaping at the tree as she took slow steps outside the cage. She noticed that the she-lycans were gaping at something secretly. She followed their gazes, just to land on her right wrist.

I took a deep breath and said flatly, "Fine. Then, hear this—whatever happens to Fraser Networks from now on has nothing to do with me." "Get lost! Don't you dare curse my company. And don't bother showing up again!" Julian sneered, still mocking me. "Who the hell do you think you are, to decide the fate of my company? What a joke." I gave a cold little smile, thinking, 'I hope you still find it funny later.' … Just then, a long black luxury car pulled up in front of the building. The door opened, and a silver-haired old man stepped out with the help of his aides, his voice booming with fury. "Who's kicking Skye out of the company?!" I froze, stunned for a moment. 'Old Mr. Fraser?!'

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.