Shane Walking Dead Novels & Stories

The grim reaper had spared their lives. Instead of death they were given a choice. The gatekeeper to the afterlife had given them another chance. Perhaps it was a chance to say goodbye or a chance to start over. Shane had died in order to feel alive that very morning. So instead of waiting for the grim reaper to come for him he had taken the bold step to the gates of the afterlife.

Shane turned to his face to look at his dad. “And I would just watch her die in front of me because I can’t save her life?” he asked, smirking a little. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” He stormed out of the room. Shane walked to the Council. It was a hot afternoon. He checked his watch. It showed past 2 pm. The blaze of the sun was glaring into his eyes. The ground was dusty with sand sweeping by the irregular gust of the wind. He walked to the front of the Council Hall and went straight to the Council of the Elders.

The man is drop dead gorgeous but in a dangerous sort of way. "Oh, well yeah. Sorry. Austin told me you would be watching over me, but I didn't know you would be in the house. I mean, I don't mind. To be honest I like having the company. Oh, not like that. That's not what I meant. I just mean¡­now why are you laughing?" Shit, was I still rambling? "Gonna head outside and walk the perimeter. Make sure you stay inside. Need anything let me know." Shane says walking to the front door.

I stammered completely bewildered by the situation. Who is this guy? And why is he helping me out? Understanding my confusion he leaned in closer to me as he whispered very slowly, “Don’t worry, I will handle them, go and take a five minutes break,” he mumbled just for my ears. His close proximity made my cheeks grow hot and I noticed each of the members from the Blood Shire Pack was looking at our interaction with an envious look on their faces. Then I turned my eyes towards Zane, and I was shocked to see that he had a murderous look on his face which made me come out of my haze and walk towards the kitchen mindlessly.

In that moment I knew I was not talking to Shane, but Spencer instead! Shane has a tattoo on his left forearm of a black cat in remembrance to his friend Catalina who tragically died in a hit and run accident. "You are not Shane!" I said in a shaky voice. Kyle pulled out his 9.mm and pointed it at Spencer’s head.

Alpha Shane POV I’m sitting in the office in the cells staring at the monitors showing me the two people responsible for all this mess. I have watched these two grow up. Avery was always a bitch like her mother, but I never thought she would go this far to get rid of what she thinks is competition. And Keegan I don’t even recognize him anymore. The look in his eyes was not that of the sweet little kid that would run around at the joint pack festivals with my kids. When we showed up to start looking for Keegan, I was surprised to find out that he had turned himself in to Rob. The look on Rob’s face when I told him the condition that we had found Heather in was devastating. I couldn’t even beg

But yes, it was nice to know that they didn't think I was dead. Shane's father had gotten up early, said goodbye to the warriors, and left. The first contact was a few miles away, and he decided to walk the world as a human not to arouse suspicion. He bought a not-very-flashy but good car and headed toward the neighboring city. When he arrives at his destination, he decides to call. Showing up unexpectedly could have a bad result. - Killer, it's me, Darius River. I'm in the city. Can we meet?

And then he spreads me and his mouth is on my pussy and up on my ass and then back down again. I thought the front of the house was completely shielded by trees. I was wrong. I can see one neighbor shoveling snow and another walking their dog. They’re going about their normal lives, having no idea that Shane is on his knees behind me just out of sight, eating my ass and pussy. My legs start to tremble. “I’m not the only one who likes being bad, am I, Daddy?” He sucks hard on my clit, which is answer enough. “You love being the guy that everyone respects, the pillar of your community, the man everyone goes to when they have something they need fixed.” I gasp as his tongue swirls my ass, but f

The moment she turned around, Wallace arrived, with Shane right behind him. “Where’s Dulcie? How is she?” I pointed toward the hospital room, and Wallace shoved the door open without another word. A second later, Dulcie’s sobs rang out from inside. “Honey, our baby’s gone. What are we going to do?” Just as Shane was about to follow him in, I grabbed his arm. “Why are you here?” Caught off guard, he instantly looked uneasy. He swallowed hard. “I...” But before he could finish, Wallace came storming back toward me.

Concrete and steel and twenty years of horror crumbling into rubble. Neah watches it burn. I keep my arm around her. Both of us covered in dust and blood and exhaustion. She's shaking. Not from fear. From adrenaline crash. "It's over," I murmur against her hair. "Is it?" Before I can answer, she pulls away. Drops to her knees beside Shane. He's on his back. Miles has pressure on the wound but blood is still seeping through. Shane's healing but slowly. Too slowly for a wolf his age.