Novelas y relatos de Shannon Billings

•Edward POV• "I'm sorry, Mr. Miles, but I'm not sure I’ll be able to do this. I'm just an influencer. If this James Grigs, whom you spoke of, is this dangerous, then it could be the end of my career," Shannon said, her voice slightly shaky. My heart hammered in my chest as I heard those words. It felt like all the hope I’d held onto was crumbling right before my eyes.

“No. He—he didn’t touch me.” “Benni,” Shanon said gently. “You have to trust me. Talk to me.” Cillian’s voice cut in. “What’s the pressure for? She’s just recovering.” Shanon turned on him, voice rising. “You stay out of this. You and your brother did this.” Cillian’s brow furrowed. “What are you talking about? I’m not your enemy.“ “I don’t care.” Shanon’s tone hardened. “Keep your brother away from her.”

Odis turns to me and our eyes lock before he turns back to his alpha. “Kill them,” Shane said nonchalantly. As if he were discussing the weather or what to wear today, instead of ordering the deaths of every beach goer here. “There are women and children here. They don’t even know who we are,” Odis pleads. “No!” I shout.

The crowd cooed, and a few like Antonina and Reina cried. Silence followed and people looked around as if expecting MJ Billings to walk through the entrance or walk down the stairs, but nothing happened. The silence grew into tension until someone broke it. “Wow! I don’t even know where to start. It’s not every day a woman like MJ Billings asks you to give a speech on her behalf.” Everyone watched Shannon as she took the stage and stood next to Jorge. She gave him a sheepish smile and took out a golden card, and then started reading from it. “Good evening, everyone, my name is Shannon and I have a message from MJ Billings.” She said and took in a shaky breath. She looked up and found each an

"I am not sending you out there alone after what just happened." "I'm not asking to go alone," she said. "I'm asking to go quietly." Shannon rested her elbows lightly on the table and looked at him with the seriousness of someone who had thought this through even while emotionally exhausted. "Nobody can know who I am yet." Kennedy's face changed. "If the world finds out right now that Kennedy Miles has a daughter who grew up as Shannon Nolan and somehow crossed paths with Sean Vale before any of this came out, everything will explode before I even get answers."

Miley put the telephone receiver back in its original place and walked out, leaving the dirty and smelly booth. -00- “This is a big day, right?” "Yeah. A rich lady's party and a busy night.” “Don't complain, Sharon. We can get big tips from those rich people.” “I wouldn't expect too much. I envy your optimism, Shanon.” Shanon gave her friend a small smile before she closed the locker and locked it. She stood in front of the mirror to make sure her appearance was ok. She was relieved that she didn't have a baby bump yet after eleven weeks had passed since the doctor said she had a small fetus growing in her stomach. Her body still looked slender beneath the tight black and white uniform that

Sheila and her mum were arrested in Milan and sent to Venice police station. They have already been slapped with so many charges due to the shooting and killing of three officers in Milan. Some tests were run on them to confirm their identity. In the interrogation room. Luis dropped the medical report. "Sheila Williams. 25 years. The only daughter of Andrews Ahmed and Jennifer Morales. Your real name should have been Sheila Ahmed," Luis read and Sheila raised her head to look at him. "You found my father?" She asked with a hint of desperation and a spark of joy in her eyes.

Shannon had set her cup down with enough force to crack the glass tabletop. She leaned back, crossing her arms, and fixed Camille with a smirk of pure derision. "Hell of a performance," Shannon drawled coldly. "The acting is almost convincing enough for a prime-time soap opera." Camille flinched. Her sobbing cut off instantly, her wet eyes darting to Shannon in confusion. "Who are you? Why are you being so cruel?" "Me? I’m the logic anchor for my best friend, who tends to turn into a marshmallow whenever she hears a sob story." Shannon leaned forward, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.

Shannon says as i stand there, i dont move wanting to see what Shannon will do,she starts walking around snapping her whip, "Wait" Blaze says to me "Blaze?" "Yeah im hear, who does this cow think she is ,Indiana jones?" I chuckle whilst Shannon starts flicking the whip into the air, "Get ready" Blaze says, just then Shannon flicks the whip in my direction and im not sure why but i get the urge to splay my fingers at her, so i do the motion and Shannon yelps and drops her whip, its as though shes had an electric shock " come on Beth" Blaze laughs "lets show her some more tricks"

I frowned, feeling guilty for not thinking of my other friend earlier. "Her Momma's been kinda suffocating lately." Shannon shrugged, "Almost dyin' and all." "I understand." I chuckled, "It seems I'm a magnet for that lately." "Well, you got some people on your team." Shannon nodded thoughtfully. "Got two future Kings, your Dad, your Uncle, a very large bodyguard, and a very beautiful would-be Psychic on your side." "Let me guess, Sheila's the Psychic?" I asked innocently, letting a laugh leave my lips as she shoved me away. I rolled over on the bed and chuckled as Shannon's lips broke out into a smile.