Shane Walsh Novels & Stories

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.

Luis sat down on the sofa with Derry and started narrating in detail everything that happened to Mr Shawn. "So, while with the military, Mr Shawn was involved in an accident and Mr Mingle was the one who helped him. But he didn't just help him; he wiped his memory. You remember Mr Shawn went on a trip and went off social media after," Luis narrated and Derry nodded following the story.

Meanwhile, Shane had returned to the Weiss household after suffering a humiliating defeat. He came up to Shawn Weiss, the leader of the Weiss clan, and fell to his knees in a sobbing mess. "Sir, I'm sorry for failing you. Please punish me." Shawn Weiss was a tall, thin man in his fifties. He was in the middle of penning down a poem. Shawn frowned upon hearing those words and set his quill down. "What happened?"

I looked at Keane, who was leaning up against the railing, his eyes still pinned on where she last stood. “Feel better?” I asked. “You wanted to catch her, and we did.” Keane said nothing for a long moment, but Teague spoke up. “I see your obsession with her, man.” He whistled between his teeth. “Those fucking legs go on for days.” “She’s a beauty,” I agreed, imagining running my hands through that dark, color-streaked brown hair. “A fighter, too. Why is she here?” “Dunno,” Keane said finally. “Since that last nurse bitch Malorie got fired, I haven’t been able to get into student files.”

Shane walked in and bowed his head, “I’m happy you are home Luna Selene and I’m happy to see you want to eat Luna Nahla. He rolled in a cart full of all sorts of food and the girls helped him set the table. There were eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, club sandwiches, homemade pizza, fresh bread, fresh orange juice and milk. “Will you be joining us Shane?”, Nahla asked. “No thank you Luna, I have to fetch my daughter from the sitter. “Aww, what is her name?”, Selene excitedly asked. “Ava, she's a month old”, Shane smiled sadly. His mate Isla passed away during child birth, Selene read his mind. “We’re here if you ever want to talk or need a babysitter”, Selene smiled at him. “I can eat a co

Donald said cheerfully. "Don't worry, Mr. Joyner Senior, I won't be shy," Shane replied. "Shane, are you from the Morrisons of Cinderpeak County?" Susan asked. Shane nodded. "My father and sister are in Cinderpeak County, my brother is in Brookfield, and I'm based here in Haldon City." "That's wonderful! Haldon City is a great place," Susan said with a broad smile. "Sage mentioned she works for you. I hope she hasn't been too much trouble for you."

“Little did I know that we were the direct bloods of the original wolves. YOU in specific, have the purest of these bloods.” “Your blood holds the power to unlock the vault that has the one thing that every wolf wants.” He said, and Lea frowned, waiting for what the man was going to say. “The control of a wolf’s shifting. Stronger than a Lycan, holding the power of a wolf, and controlling those who can oppose against you.” “Alpha of Alphas…” “Queen of ALL Alphas…”

Penny says, looking oddly vindicated by my miserable crying face. "What are you saying?" I am so confused. My head is reeling. She can't be saying the truth. She is probably just putting lies together to rub it in my face. "Shane is Tristan's older brother. He has been in and out of rehab for five years now. He got hooked into hard drugs during his first year here. The backstory is that he got into it during his mentorship period with Orion. Shane had pointed him out as an abuser but the school and even his parents didn't believe him.

Max comments. “That’s not on topic. Do you think Mona is pursable path to get information?” Shane counters. Shane does not talk about his love life. In fact, I’m inclined to think he doesn't have much of one at all. I know Shane has one night stands, but that’s about all I know about his sex life. I do know he has a dark history with being sexually assaulted as a child by his step father. Shane doesn’t talk much about his past before he joined the Faceless Assassins.

I inform him, but he doesn’t even look away from the cake before scoffing. “Tell Shane to deal with them.” Shane Riley, a twenty-three-year-old gym enthusiast standing at a solid six feet, had a knack for intimidating people. And honestly, he was pretty good at it too. “He’s already on it.” “Good,” he responds, and goes back to his whistling. I place the mugs in the sink and leave them for Miles, the other guy in charge of washing dishes. Usually, we’re all multitasking and can handle it if someone takes a day off or is too busy to show up for whatever reason. But today, I’m feeling a bit lazy, so I leave them and head over to collect the trash bags in the corner.