Shantae Risky Boots Novels & Stories

The ground was cool and firm beneath her boots, grit pressing faintly through the soles. Rhea was taller, broader, all corded muscle and old scars. Pure Blackmoon—punch first, ask if you should have punched later. “Hands,” Rhea said. Rin raised them. Rhea slapped at her left wrist, testing. “Higher.” Rin lifted her guard another inch. “If I put them any higher I’ll float away.” “Then we’ll tie a rock to your ankle.” Rhea’s mouth twitched. “Ready?” Rin opened her mouth to answer; Rhea moved.

Seeing that my boots don't take a single step backward, Ayomide actually unleashes a loud howl for the guards. It doesn't take long for three heavy Pack Guardians to sprint down the dirt path. The second their armor appears, Ayomide turns on the water works, acting like a poor, abused victim and whining that my wolf attacked her family pride. Seeing that it is just a tiny market squabble over mud, the heavy guards let out irritated huffs from their noses. "How many hunting tokens are these shoes even worth? Why are your fangs making such a massive scene over a footprint?" The moment her ears catch the guards asking about the value, Ayomide perks up, eager to show off her wealth to the lower

Baby Zetty shook her head and refused, saying, “No way. It’s very dangerous for you to come with me.” Gale said, “Sis Zetty, once I take you across the shore, do you know the way to Sacred Land? Do you know where to live at night? Will you know where to find food when you get hungry?” Baby Zetty looked at the vast forest, and she honestly did not know how to handle any of the problems Gale had brought up. Gale smiled and said, “That’s why you should let me come with you.” Baby Zetty worriedly said, “But I don’t want you to take risks with me.”

As he starts to turn the corner, Shantal holds out her hand and a bolt of lighting fires, tasing Trevor to the ground. "W-what the heck...." Trevor says in pain, unable to move his legs and arms. Shantal chuckles as she walks over to him and takes off a device on her wrist. "I made a little tool to help me succeed in battle. Just needed a guinea pig to test it." She smiles, starting to walk back to the shop. "It'll wear off in an hour." She says before closing the door once more

Since the police had already proven they had no intention of helping, she was on her own. Her new plan was simple. Find Amber and get them both out undetected. She had no delusions of grandeur. It wasn’t like she was She-Man the Warrior Woman. She tipped the scale at a whopping one hundred and forty pounds—much of it muscle, she told herself firmly—and she had no chance of taking on a werewolf, though she had come prepared, just in case.

“You just don’t wanna give them a try, do you?” “And fall flat on my face each time I try to walk? No thanks, but I’m good,” I retort back, going to select a pair of flat brown rope sandals to try on. I hum a song to myself as I perch on the cushion to try them on. Zainab disturbs me no more and Zana has moved over to checking out the boots section. “Ah just perfect, fits in just well.” I smile in triumph and stand to my feet to practice moving in them when I blindly bump into a wall. My brows meet as I rub my forehead.

she whimpered, staring at the shoe rack in complete disbelief. She surveyed the rack and squealed with excitement when she located the source of the jam. One of the thigh-high, slut, boots had gotten sucked into the side of the turntable. Reaching down, she tugged on the boot, gently wiggling it free from its confines. She scanned the boot for damage. There was a tiny scuff mark where the boot had been caught, but it wouldn't be noticed. She hurriedly placed the boot on the shelf and turned the lever until the rack that was visible when she arrived was back in view.

Pffft, she blows her hair from her face, now digging under the bed. “Maybe you should try putting stuff away every now and then..” I tease. “Nah, not my style…AH HA!” she says, hoisting up a pair of shiny knee-high black boots. I start to put on the outfit courtesy of the Neverlands that is her closet. Being shifters and patrol partners, nudity doesn’t phase us much. I walk around like a baby giraffe as I get used to these damn boots, making my way to a mirror. Looking at myself, I look hot!

-RAINA’S POV- The black bottom of combat boots drew nearer and nearer to the back of my head. Crap! Rolling over, I caught the shoes, using full strength to keep it from smashing into my face. "Didn't you notice how easy it is for me to touch you?" Snow jeered, pulling her foot out of my grasp and swiftly coming at me again. Stomping down her foot like a hydraulic press, I rolled to the right, barrelling across the room to miss the stampede. Then she teleported back to the dresser.

Surprisingly, Reiner’s expression is calm as he stared at Shane who was staring in the direction where Rai ran. “Wait!” Vince called as he finally reacted. He ran after Rai who surprisingly ran fast despite his high-heeled shoes! Only for him to finally find out that Rai actually wasn’t wearing high-heeled shoes, but leather shoes that is why Rai can run that fast. He found that out when he saw a leather shoe on the steps of their school gymnasium. Fortunately, no one was around as they were all focused on the dance, so it was only Vince who saw Rai left a leather shoe after his escape.