Novel & Cerita Shauna Shipman

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

It will kill me and all my friends. Phelan pounced again. This time, Don brought Riptide up in a deadly arc. The hellhound disintegrated into dust and fur. He had prepared for this midnight of the moon, for he had the news already at hand. He could see More wolves surged forward—snakes and giants and telkhines—but the wolf roared at them, and they backed off, “One on one?” He called. “Just like old times?” Phelon's nostrils quivered. She seriously needed to keep a pack of Kleenex in her armor pocket because that nose was wet and red and pretty gross. She unstrapped her dagger and swung it around. It was beautiful in a harsh, I’m~going~to-gut~you~like~a~fish way. Each of its twin blades was

She kept cleaning and dared not turn around any longer. The maid is a collaborator with Zamiel's fiance, Shaira Monte, who just so happened to be there. Xanford and Shaira Monte are related. One of Zamiel's reliable friends is Xanford. In actuality, Shaira is not at all missing. She's hiding because that's what she planned to do. She wants to exact revenge on Elizabeth for dethroning her in the modeling industry. And they are unaware of this.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

A grin curved onto my lips on the realization that I'm about to be the strongest being on Dexo Fernia – and soon be crowned as their queen. Holding my double-bladed swallow on my left hand, I walked through the only barrier keeping me locked outside the coliseum. Emotionless I waited for it to be removed out of my sight and the cheers grew louder every second. And as the wood barrier was slowly removed, those cheers just grew even louder. "VERONICA! GO VERONICA! GO VERONICA!!" I held my head high when I was called. "Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!"

This was why Shane was dangerous—not because of his fists or his gun, but because he knew how to dismantle an empire without the empire realizing it was already crumbling. I slid off the chair, crossing the carpet barefoot until I stood behind him. My hands rested on his shoulders as I peered over him at the spreadsheet he’d already started. “I got Levi’s schedule for the next three months,” I murmured, my voice low. “He’s meeting with a South African supplier next week, a discreet dinner with a politician in two. Clarissa’s there most mornings until late afternoon—either overseeing contracts or pretending she’s important.” Shane typed as I spoke, his fingers moving fast. “Good. And you’re s

I turned away sharply before either of them could look up and spot me, my heart hammering violently against my ribs like a trapped bird. Back in the quiet sanctuary of the penthouse study that evening, I paced the floor until my heels left invisible tracks in the rug. The encrypted ledger still sat open on the corner of the monitor, glowing faintly in the dimming light—a digital monument of warning. Fifty-seven women had occupied this space before me. Fifty-seven anchors had been weighed, utilized, and discarded the moment the system demanded a fresh variable. And now, there was Amara. She was young, fiercely brilliant, and entirely unscarred by the true, crushing weight of Shawn's complex e

she muttered under her breath and I read her lips. “Everyone!” I said before Mr Peacock could speak. They looked at me, obviously surprised. I was also surprised with myself, but I had to do what I had to do. “Once upon a time, I met a woman called Shara,” I continued, avoiding everyone's gaze as I walked around the sanctuary. “She was the most sensual and flexible woman I had ever met. Her eyes were uniquely golden. She didn't wear contacts,” I stopped in front of a pole, surprised no one had told me to shut up yet.

For the last half an hour, I'd been using his computer to fill in our details and book ten sessions with a woman named Katrine. "I think it will be good for us. It's on the territory so it's safe. But we'll get to spend quality time together and kinda away from pack life. It's a chance to just be normal. No Alphaship, no army, no wars. Just us, some bat-shit crazy instructor and a load of poor human women that have already been pregnant for at least five months longer than me. And in case you need another reason: it is meant to be helpful for the baby."

After looking through all of the wolves, I made the decision to pick out a female She-Wolf as well as a male Wolf. I didn't take long to settle on Shawna Turner as my first guard. A She-Wolf who was seventeen years old and ranked highly not just for her strength and speed, but also for her participation on the girls' soccer squad. Before I continued to look through the remaining papers, I hurriedly sat down and jotted down a report on her and the grounds for my decision.