Shayla Black Series Novels & Stories

Franc tells me, and I nod, looking around. “I was running a little late. Is Shayla here already?” I ask my eyes scanning the area, but she was nowhere to be seen. “Yes, she is here. She’s gone to get a coffee.” My stomach drops in disappointment. A small part of me wished she hadn’t shown up. I sit on the leather chairs and close my eyes. I hear the clinking of heels, and I open my eyes and see Shayla walking toward us two cups of coffee in her hand. Ahh damn, she’s so fucking beautiful it hurts. She was in a plain black formal dress, her hair straightened and neat.

She explains. My Mum walks out of the room, and the doctor walks over to my bed. I can sense that it would not be pleasant news. I was at the point of not caring anymore. “So Killian, let’s tell you what our plans are.” He tells me calmly. “You’re past Phase 1, you’re past phase 2, you are now on phase 3.” I can’t help but look at him confused. Has this dude done research on this condition or something? “What do you mean by phases?” I question.

“If you say yes, you don’t do it blind. You read everything, document everything, and if you say no, you come to me-.” “I won’t.” “You say that now.” She hesitated, then added quietly, “He has an assistant. Rowan Cole. If anyone knows how Blackwood really operates, it’s him.” I looked up. “You know his assistant?” “Know of him,” she corrected. “He’s survived longer than anyone else. That alone makes him interesting.” She smiled faintly, something curious flickering in her eyes. " I heard he's hot too", She smirked “And dangerous in his own way.”

She suddenly didn’t have much choice in the matter. Bradley climbing the driveway, flanked by two officers decorated like a billboard and so padded they looked like Michelin men, Blue’s heart dropped straight to her ankles like a sack of led. Richard’s too. And she realised she hadn’t yet entertained the possibility of prison. After all, she had blackmailed the senator. Extorted him for five million dollars. Made him use it to hinder what ought to have been a massive, expensive investigation. Law and Order had taught her all she would ever need to know about obstruction of justice. “Hands up, drop the gun!” The thin one barked, aiming a handgun straight at her fiancé’s face. Thin men scared

Black The Origin Chapter 37: Stepping out. It was a busy street in the Arzona Capital. At the market, lots of tourists and citizens have preoccupied the streets. Alkhun whose wearing his black cloak keeps bumping on different people in the streets. It has been weeks since he started traveling avoiding any capitals. He headed to the Capital of Arzona in the southern part of the East Continent.

“Who’s your friend?” “Stacy,” Greyson said, “this is Indianna.” “Indianna,” Stacy repeated and her eyes looked Indianna up and down, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. “Piss off, Stacy,” Kal called and smirked. “You will never get a chance with Greyson.” “Shut up, Kal,” Stacy snapped. “She’s not your usual type, Greyson.” Greyson could sense Indianna’s unease and he linked his fingers with hers, knowing the sparks would relax her. “That doesn’t matter, Stacy,” Greyson shrugged. “Did you bring your slut squad over here for a reason or not?”

Dylan's phone vibrated, washing away the undesirable woolgathering. "Hello," it was a new personal Sherlock he had put in charge of Lydia's case. The fourteenth in three years to be exact. Dylan prayed that he would bring to his ears the good news he craved to hear over the years. He needed his nephew as well as to see his sister happy.

Much like when we first crossed over to the Lycan Kingdom, whatever Shaylah was doing involved darkness and nausea, before there was a bright light. “Oh, I didn’t need to feel that again,” Shia groaned. “You? What about me? It’s my body that felt it,” I complained. Shaylah laughed. “Actually, none of you felt it since I was in control.” “Where are we anyway?” I asked. “You won’t believe me if I tell you, but she might. Just know that Simoa has a few tricks up her sleeve for sure. Just be careful,” she replied before concealing herself.

"If the Dark Shady Cartel's goons are trying to stay hidden, our guys will have a tough time finding them. We might just tip them off instead." "Those jerks!" Shylah spat out the words, her anger flaring. She paused briefly before pressing on, "Sir, is there any chance for Black Blade to pull through?" "Let me check on him," said Howard.