Shedletsky X Brighteyes Novels & Stories

He let out a small huff, "You owe me more than just that." I looked up quickly, our eyes locked, and suddenly I found myself lying down with him close. "I meant what I said before. I want you to be with me." I tried to wriggle free, "Mr. Lloyd, you can't be serious, please let me go." His eyes looked so sad, and I felt a tear from his eye touch my face. "Wendy, don't you remember me at all?" "Mr. Lloyd, you..." "Just call me Thomas."

RHETT I see just what Mason was yelling about. Leneve lay in my arms as the others fought off the demon dogs. The nightmare horses amazingly had backed off but not too far. The creature that came from the shadows I now recognize as Senko’s children – Changelings. They jump and attack every spiked and ravenous hellhound they can sink their teeth into. With long claw-like nails, pale grey skin, mustard-colored eyes, and sharp little pointy teeth they move through the air like creatures of the night, sinking their tiny fangs into the hounds, killing them instantly.

Pure black with a coat that gleamed like oil in the moonlight. She stood seventeen hands tall, muscles rippling beneath her skin. When I approached, she turned her head to study me with intelligent dark eyes. "She was bred for war," Draven explained, running his hand along her neck. "Strong enough to carry a fully armoured warrior. Fast enough to outrun most wolves. And smart enough to navigate a battlefield without guidance." He helped me mount, his hands steady on my waist as he lifted me into the saddle. The world looked different from up here. Powerful. Free. "Hold the reins loosely," Draven instructed. "Nightshade knows these forests better than most wolves. Trust her to keep you safe."

It was obvious that they had no intention of handing over the two perfect souls. James rolled his eyes. “Lesia, punish them. Beat them up until they hand over the souls.” Lesia immediately turned into a Sword Light. With two sounds, Hemera and Fennec turned into two rays of light, one blue and one red. They hurriedly put out two Soul Energy Balls. Lesia snorted and grabbed the two Soul Energy Balls. Meanwhile, Hemera and Fennec were squatting on the ground holding their hands. They looked wronged. “Hemera, you’re already beautiful enough. Please have some shame,” Lesia scolded angrily, “Do you want to surpass me?”

I found my face in her raven hair, soft and smelling of something bitter-sweet, like over-ripe fruit. "How big is your dick?" she asked. I jerked my head back, staring into Shelly's exotic eyes. They were crystal clear and gray, almost white, with tiny black pupils floating in the center. They must have been contacts, obviously, and Shelly had gone all out with her costume, unlike me. She had a pert nose, high cheeks, and wore a lot of makeup, expertly applied, and the girl must have known how attractive she looked. I mean, she wasn't shy at all.

He explained that he had become friends with the future Alpha of the Silver Wolf Pack, David, when he was in high school. They were as close as friends could be, and he learned that they had amethyst-coloured eyes. Not many people knew this, as any pack member seemed to only have blue eyes. That was surprising to learn, but it made sense that there would be coloured contacts in Adriana's make-up compact. Caden let out a low whistle. “I’ve never seen a shifter with eyes like that.” “You wouldn’t,” Mitchell said. “They were careful. Too careful. Always hiding, always covering. It was drilled into them from birth.”

She still didn’t have a complete picture but they were starting to feel familiar… Her eyes snapped open at the sound of Sasha’s scream. She saw, in their pale light, a four-armed ice creature towering above him. Sasha had somehow managed to block, with only his Everlite crystal, the creature’s wicked-looking kukri blade that had come down in a chop.

Everyone believes that we are perfect future leaders of this pack. Asher and I have the same birthday also. We were born on the same day that makes our parents believe that we are really meant for each other. “I am ready, as always, but a little bit nervous,” I answered Shelly. Shelly has been my friend since grade school. She was one year older and she shifted last year. Her wolf, Shane, is huge, with a mixed color of white and brown. She has this pair of hazelnut eyes that make everyone shiver when she’s angry. But even though she shifted last year, she still hasn’t met her mate.

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

he pointed to the first, “is a Skathryn. Fast. Agile. Goes for joints and arteries. You don’t kill it with brute force, you blind it. Take the eyes first. Then the throat.” He moved to the second, casually circling it. “This ugly motherfucker is a Drathos Beast. Scaled and resistant to most blades. But it’s slow. Stupid. There’s a gland beneath the tail joint. Hit it with fire or lightning, it’ll detonate. Boom. Pretty colors.”