Shannon Billings Novels & Stories

Eli noticed her bewilderment, so he answered her question with a wicked smile, “Bitch, someone wants you dead, but before that, all your standing and reputation must be ruined. Your cooperation tonight is very much needed so that we can get good pictures to bargain for good money!” Shannon trembled in fear at what she had heard. Not long ago, she had just returned to Linn City. She could not remember if she had ever offended anyone, so much so that person wanted her dead. Could the person be Sean? The possibility was dismissed almost immediately. Despite the bitter experience they had, she still believed that he would not do such dirty things to a woman. Who else could it be, if not him? For

MJ Billings was capable of more than just cutting off someone's tongue; she could bury men alive – she was a murderer, and Shannon could not believe that she had stayed under the same roof with her and shared meals with her. "Is this the time for a 19-year-old to come home?" Shannon jumped in fright at her father's stern and loud voice. She had been standing in front of the door like a zombie for the past five minutes, her mind replaying events of the past six hours like a mantra.

she leaned closer, whispering in my ear, “you will collect the reward they offer you and escape with it. You will flee far away from him. From your children, if necessary.” My stomach twisted. Rage and disbelief clawed at me. “You expect me to poison him?” I hissed. “Yes,” Shannon said calmly. “And if you refuse…” I paused, heart hammering. “…he dies,” Liam finished, voice cold, merciless. “…your children die. And you die.” I laughed. The sound was harsh, bitter, unhinged. “You are insane. Absolutely insane. You think I will betray everything I love for your games?” “Silence,” Shannon snapped, moving faster than I anticipated, and the back of her hand caught my cheek. Pain exploded. Blood sp

I was give names, times, dates and places and she always ended it with, "It could have been you brother in law mine. Maybe next time?" Then she would get up, walk away and leave me with the mother of all hard ons. At first I didn't believe her; I thought that she was just pulling my chain. That is I didn't believe her until the night I stopped at the Strip for a drink and saw her go out into the parking lot with Bill from Marketing. Curiosity got the best of me and I followed them out and saw Shannon get in Bill's car and minutes later her legs came up and were kicking in the air. I turned around and went back into the Strip and hoped that no one noticed the tent in my pants.

They gather their things and walk out silently, and I sit back in my chair to regain my stamina. "I'll ask you again Shannon. Why are you here?" "I understand that you're upset," she begins calmly, stepping further into the room until she's at the other end of the table. She stops once we're face to face, that smug smile never leaving her lips. "Upset?" A bitter laugh escapes my lips. "You weren't even at the funeral and now you're here. You think he didn't write you out of his will a long time ago? Or do you really think you have any right to interrupt my first board meeting as CEO-"

the board had voted her out of the business. So not only did she lose her parents, she lost her dream job, and her father legacy essentially his third child. He had built that company from the ground up, from the start up in their garage to the number one business in Seattle. Everyone in the business world had wishes to work there if they were to make a name for themselves. As of now though there was nothing she could do about it. Now for the last week she has been getting up at dawn and started looking for jobs. Every interview she did went well but she was always too experienced for what the company was looking for. This company was her last resort and it was for a position she could chok

And Shannon looked triumphant. She’s still fucking dumb. Nix laughed. She looks as though she has won the prize. And the only thing she won is a cheating mate who never wanted to mate her. Just wanted to use her and keep her in the background while he mated someone stronger. Shannon walked past me, and her eyes connected with mine. She seemed to stumble for a second, and her mouth opened. I knew she was going to say my name. But Brittney tugged her along. “Eyes up front. Unless you want to stop this?” Brittney’s words were a soft whisper, but it did the job. Shannon looked back to the front, completely forgetting I was there, and focused on her soon to be mate.

“You were trained by one of the finest warriors of our pack. It’s impossible for you to lose against normies. I know there’s something more to this, Ryle.” I felt nervous. Shannon was clever enough to figure things out, but I still chose to remain silent, hoping she would eventually stop. Shannon sat beside me on the bed and sighed. “Enough with your childish behavior, Ryle. And spit out everything. You know me. I am more than capable of knowing everything that happened. So give up already and tell me what really happened.” She was right. Shannon could, in fact, uncover even the most daring truths if she wanted to. I had a lot of connections, but they were nothing compared to hers.

“You’re the first person I’ve met that could make them shut up!” Luna looked at the bus in the distance. “Is that so?” “Yeah.” Bonnie sighed. “Shannon has a bond with President Lynch’s grandmother. She was the one that got Shannon this job, so Shannon has been lording over everyone ever since. Shannon thinks that President Lynch is filial, that he won’t say no to his grandmother, so she gets more and more arrogant. She doesn’t even respect his previous fiancée, Aura Gibson!” Then, Bonnie carefully looked at Luna’s face. “Do you know Aura? She is President Lynch’s previous fiancée, and she—”

Game Day in Billings Saturday brought the Cannibals’ showdown with the Billings Wolves. The arena in Billings was packed, the crowd roaring as the Cannibals took the field. Jeremy felt the familiar adrenaline surge as he laced up his cleats, but this time, there was a bittersweet edge. He glanced at Alexandra, who was stretching in the corner, headphones in, her eyes closed in focus. Alicia sat quietly at her locker, taping her wrists, her face drawn.