Shame Skyler Mason Novels & Stories

"Hey, did you hear that sweet talk from the couple in the VIP ward? The woman was so sad about her miscarriage, and then the guy just whipped out a ring and proposed! So gallant!" "Yeah! I heard about it too! Guys like that are so hard to come by these days—especially the really handsome ones. I just looked it up, and he's the president of some tech company called Lawrence something." "Oh, I knew his name was Jeff ages ago! However, did you hear? The woman's miscarriage was caused by a homewrecker who tried and failed to snag Mr. Lawrence, so she took it out on the poor woman. Absolutely shameless!" "Right, people like that are just vile. They deserve to be punished..."

She was showing a lot of grit here. “What you need is a therapist, Maggie. You are broken and…” I tried to say. “Shut the fuck up!” She shouted. “Now listen to me, I give the orders here. Julian is mine. He loves me and I love him too.” “And if I don't do as you say, you will release it to the press, won't you?” I asked. “Certainly!” She replied sharply. “But the man you claim you love will be hurt by the scandal too. Have you ever thought of that?” I asked her. Maggie froze for a second.

… Back at my own house, I knelt before my father's urn to confess. Every time I'd been with Noah, I'd spent half the night kneeling here afterward. This time would be the last. After midnight, I shakily got to my feet and stumbled back to my room. My phone on the desk showed several unread messages—all from Noah. I opened the chat. A photo loaded. On a woman's shoulder blade was a small, bright red mole. [Elena, he said his favorite part is this mole on my back. When we're in bed, his kisses always linger here.]

She was super excited at Sky's arrival. Soon Mr. Frost also returned. "What happened Emily?", Sebastian Frost asked hurriedly as he panicked when Emily texted him to come back home within 10 minutes. He was shocked when he saw Sky on the dinning table. "Sky?", he asked as if he was dreaming. Sky hurriedly stood up from her chair and came near to her uncle. "I'm so sorry Uncle! Please forgive me! I won't make such a mistake again", Sky said in a single breath. Sebastian was dumbfounded.

After our son suffered severe burns in a fire, I gave up everything to care for him and my wife, who was on the verge of a breakdown. However, all she ever told me was to get out. Then, one night, I woke to the sharp smell of gasoline. My wife stood at the foot of the bed, with a lighter clenched in her hand. “Now we’ll be even.”

All because he couldn’t tell her the truth. To keep her he had to lie but lying now is pushing her away. “Wait!” “I’m not in the mood for anymore of your lies, Sky!” “It’s a change!” Stopping and dropping the bag, folding her arms, she looked at Skylar. “What?” “It’s a change.” He repeated. “Okay and...?” Cheyenne asked. “A change into what?” Skylar was quiet for a second before answering. “Into a werewolf.”

Now they were back at the mansion, and the silence had shattered into something much worse. "You are sorry?" Shayla's voice was shaking, not with sadness but with fury. She stood in the center of the living room, her champagne gown looking incongruous against the rage radiating from her body. "Really? You are sorry? What can your sorry do? What can it possibly do to fix anything?" Benjamin Hale stood near the entrance, his shoulders hunched as if bracing for a physical blow. He looked older than he had at the party, smaller somehow, diminished by the weight of his daughter's anger.

Satisfied, he sat in a hastily brought wheelchair and forced his panic down, calling softly, "Eira, you wanted to see me?" When Eira turned, the fury in her eyes faltered for a moment at the sight of Skye's pale face. Then, her gaze hardened again as she thought of me and our unconscious boy. Her heart turned cold. "Skye, did you do this to Ash?" she demanded, staring straight into his eyes, her tone dark. Skye's eyes widened, and he put on an expression of shock and sorrow. Seeing Ash in the ICU had made him cover his mouth and blink back tears.

After the call, Wilbur murmured to himself, "Joel William. You killed my brother's parents and now, I'm going to give you a taste of bankruptcy before avenging the lives you took with your own. I'm sure that would be a fair enough trade." … That evening, over at Westhand College. With Elsa and Faron's help, Skyler had been enrolled in the school as an undercover agent posing as a dance major living right across the women's dorms. The view from Skyler's dorm was directly overlooking Shelby's dorm. Skyler was currently stretched out on an ottoman, swaying leisurely as he kept an eye on the view across him. There was a cup of tea on the little table next to the ottoman. As he swayed, he crossed

' I silently think to myself. But that doesn't mean it still doesn't hurt that they sold me. My own parents didn't want me. Well not John. I couldn't care less about him, but my mom... Everyone I trust ends up betraying me. Its all the same. Jessica, Rosemary, and now my own mother. I can't trust anyone. But that doesn't mean anything to me. I'm Skylar Alexis Daniels and I refuse to be beat. I'm a warrior. "So?" I ask placing the file back on the desk . Adrian looks shocked, but he compose himself and puts his emotionless face back on.