Shane Walsh Novels & Stories

Liam Stone clapped. The TV in the match hall switched on and displayed Shane and Rosalie Naiswell, both tied firmly to their chairs. Shane’s voice was inaudible, and his head was bleeding profusely. It seemed he had been hit by the steel pipes Liam’s underlings were carrying.

Soft duty. Shin was still crying. Even his sobs grew louder. Maybe Mrs. Duty is now wet from Shin's tears. "I have no one in this world. I have nothing in this world. I have no people who love me. Everyone hates me. I'm just a loser who should have chosen suicide. Well, I should have died. So now let me die!" ***

One human and the other a member of my pack, I don’t remember their name, but I recognize their scent and face. “Sorry to wake you, Mister Logan,” the human greeted. “Morning, trooper. Something I can help you with?" I asked, falling into character “I’m Trooper Shadow, and this is Trooper Bryant. We received a report of an attack on a couple of campers not far from your cabin last night,” the human spoke up. Bryant. I looked at my pack member, and now I remembered him. David Bryant, he’s friends with Mikali and Kurt.

Sam introduce as I shake his hand like to Victor's. "And I'm Shane Brown,the script writer of the group."Shane said as she shake my hands with a wide grin which I smiled back and look at her from head to toe. "How old are you,Ms.Shane?"I asked as she chuckled and playfully nudge me in the arm. "No need to call me 'Ms.' Just call me Shane,besides I'm only 19 years old and a fresh graduate just two months ago."She said with her genuine smile. 'Not bad for someone like her in 19 years,she's still pretty and doesn't have any flaws gonna put her in my check list..'

“Stronger than any Luna before you. You can bring peace. Or destruction.” Serena swallowed hard. “And him? Will I… lose him?” The shaman’s expression softened. “If you’re not careful.” Serena’s shoulders slumped. “I don’t want to hurt anyone.” “Then you must learn balance,” the shaman said. “Your wolf is not just strength. She is compassion. Loyalty. She will teach you. Listen to her. And remember that love can be a weapon, too—one that cuts both ways.” The shaman reached into another pouch and pulled out a small glass vial.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

We're half way on our way back to Austin's when I can't take the grinding of his teeth anymore. "Okay big guy. Either you tell me what the hell crawled up your ass and died, or I will slap you." "You won't slap me." He's got me there. A fool would slap Shane seeing how his tall six foot four frame is so domineering. Shane has been through quite a bit in his lifetime and anyone with eyeballs could tell he won't think twice about killing with his bare hands. "Fine, but I will make the most annoying noise known to man." I take a deep breath, indicating that I'm about to start but blow it back out when Shane looks over to me with sympathy.

Tougher. You may know Lincoln Walsh as the principal dancer of an elite ballet company in New York City. His tattoos and extracurricular activities often create a buzz in the tabloids, but they also draw audiences to his shows. They call him the ‘bad boy of ballet’, and he doesn't bother disproving that label.

Shane has been traveling around the lands. He has been to the smallest town and the largest kingdoms he's heard of. He was sitting under an apple tree to take a minute of rest when demon child suddenly appeared before him. "You haven't found her yet?" The young Wrath asked. He clicked his tongue when Shane shook his head. "Too slow." "Why don't you just help me locate her? Don't you have that kind of power or something?" Wrath mimicked the way Shane spoke and made some exaggerated faces before crossing his arms under his chest.

Karl said to him . " But ... bro ... I love her . I fall in love with her when I send her home that night . She makes my empty and tired heart warm and happy again after so much years become my family money tress .I know that they used me but they are my family . Lilian is different , she is my warmest love , my woman and the one I want to live with until I 'm old . If she can forgive me . I won't let her see what she saw tonight happened again . I think it's about time I let go half of my responsibility to my family because I had her ." Shane seems so down . Karl can see his tears and he sobs a bit . Maybe he is really too tired to become his family money tree .