Shanking Meaning Novels & Stories

The pain I feel in my ribs is intense, but I think the adrenaline is blocking most of it. Shane's clothes are bloody, he's holding a knife that is dripping red, and has a few bruises already forming on his face. I hiccup and can feel my body beginning to shut down. Shakes begin covering my body and I barely hear Slice say something to Shane about blacking out. Before I can process anymore, Shane calls out my name and darkness covers me. ùùù

''You should know that in werewolf culture -- Renaki and Walik alike, when a male wants to punish a truant female, he doesn't beat her, he --'' ''He what?'' She spat, her blue eyes staring furiously at him. ''Rapes her?'' He smiled without mirth. ''You would like that wouldn't you? It'll take away the responsibility from you. You could have your pleasure, then after that, you run crying to your mate about how you were raped by the wicked Shark.'' Shira tried to speak, but the words remained stuck in her throat. She watched, in a mixture of awe and shock as the Shark lowered his head once more to hers. Her body quivered as he pressed a kiss on her neck. There was a new determination about his

Shanaya winced in profound shame, her eyes tightly shut against the degrading words being hurled at her. She froze in Rajeev's grip, feeling like she was stripped bare in front of them. His creepy words made her sick to her stomach. All she wanted was to disappear, wishing the ground would just swallow her up. The feeling of imaginary ants crawling on her back added to her embarrassment, making it impossible for her to look anyone in the eye. She shut her eyes tight to spare herself from the disgrace.

Zane snarled again. ‘As if I care about the formalities, little boy. You know better than I am that you are suppressing your inner rage and fury, parading yourself as the submissive, obedient little Omega that you are not,’ Zane taunted as Zack scowled. ‘You know I have a reason to do so. Even though our father was the late Gamma, we have to respect the hierarchy of the Shadow Pack. I’m a newly appointed member here. If I do anything out of the ordinary—’

he asked. Rai turned to him. “You are a playboy yourself yet you feel shy to say the word ‘s*x’?” he said with his brow raised. Reiner’s face turned red, both in anger and embarrassment. “You… don’t slander me!” he said and looked away, only to meet Shane’s gaze. His eyes widened and he immediately explained. “S – Shane… don’t misunderstand me!” he said, feeling panicked. “I can explain – “ he said.

A habit I came to understand was Shane trying to calm himself because he was close to the edge. “Is that the best you’ve got? That was a pussy kick,” Ethan laughed. He flashed his teeth and blood dripped down his lips. It definitely wasn’t a pussy kick, Shane practically stomped him into the ground. When Shane lifted his leg it was at a height that rivaled my own. I wasn’t sure how I could do this but I steeled myself for it. I’d bite my tongue and stay where I was. “Are there others or did you actually come in here alone?” Shane scoffed.

But this stomp—this brutal weight—cracked bone in a way that felt barbaric and uncalculated. Sharon heard the sickening snap of her palm's bones. Pain shot through her so sharply she almost screamed—but at the last instant, she clenched her teeth and held the sound down.

She shot back. Shawna’s POV: my subconscious HHEEEYYYY Bitcheeesss! Whew! Let’s take a moment of silence because Yall know yall thought I was gone die too. Shit is still a little hazy because I keep trying to wake up, but my body won’t work with me, but I’m not dead so that’s a plus. Yes I remember everything that happened, and I’m PISSED. When I tell you somebody getting slapped hard, I’m talking about Shadow. I’m telling you if mad as hell was a person it would be my little brother because I’m bigger then mad as hell. I honestly don’t think there is a word for how I’m feeling because you ever loved someone so much and they fuck you over and you know you don’t want to kill them because… jai

“Not quite the proud princess anymore, are you?” “Stay away,” Shama whispered, inching backward. Ekansh’s smile deepened, but there was no warmth in it. “No need to run. It’s over, Shanaya.” He paused, his smile sharpening. “Let's end this game of yours, shall we?" In a swift motion, he lunged forward, his hand wrapping around her throat. Shama gasped as she felt the pressure tighten, her breath cutting off abruptly. Her eyes widened in terror as she struggled against his grip, clawing at his fingers, desperation flooding her system.

I was looking for a chance to intervene and separate them when, out of nowhere! Blinded by anger, Hank shoved with too much force! Shirley was sent flying like an arrow shot from a bow. She drew a perfect arc in the air before slamming into the ground. Blood pooled beneath her, creating a macabre scene. Her eyes were wide open, staring at us all, filled with bitterness and defiance. Suddenly, the world fell silent. "Ah!!!!" A scream shattered the quiet. Hank collapsed, his voice shaking. "Did I- did I just kill someone?"