Shego Novels & Stories

When my opponent faints, in less than 6 seconds, I drop his body to the ground and look at the fascinated head warrior. Well, I see you've had good teachers. Who trained you, and where did you learn that? I've been training with the leaders of the River Ash Pack since I was six years old. They trained me and the Alpha's son together. This blow I just did, I learned from a Portuguese werewolf I met. He called it "Mataleão," which means "lion kill." - You have to explain that blow to us. - It will be my pleasure. - I answered him.

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

The walls of the room shattered around me, flying towards the opposite direction. “Who the hell are you?” I snarled, terrified of the voice in my head. “I am Hela Morrígan! Goddess of death and rebirth. Your life was used to fulfill a prophecy, and we were reborn to bring about the great Armageddon,” she replied coldly, and goosebumps erupted across my skin. “I am a part of you as much as you are a part of me. Born from tears and fury, your willing heart would end the world so it would return healed of the differences that hunt your love.” She added.

"You seem like you have a lot on your chest lately. Something you need to get off your mind?" "Oh, no," she replied, her voice smooth and condescending, a thin veneer of politeness masking the venom beneath. "I'm perfectly fine. I'm just wondering," she continued, her tone dripping with mock curiosity, "why the goddess would make that kind of mistake, choosing a low-born like you to be her vessel. It seems...uncharacteristic, wouldn't you agree?"

Elegant. But then something froze me. Just beneath the surface of the pool’s calm, grey sheen, I saw something. No—someone. A name. Letters carved at the bottom of the pool, barely visible. Sapphire. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Keep walking," Dante’s voice came through, hard and unamused. I ignored him. Of course I did. What else was new? Drawn like a moth to a flame, I walked slowly toward the edge of the pool. My handbag clung to my right arm like armor, and with my left hand, I brushed a strand of hair back, heart pacing now.

"Come on, Let's go home," Shawn said to Queen. He stared at Ashton's girlfriend briefly and asked, "Who is she?" "She is Ashton's fiancee," Queen replied. "She really needs a doctor, Shawn." Shawn nodded, "And what about the leader called Maka?" Queen shook her head and Shawn asked some of the black Scorpions to help Ashton's girlfriend. They all left the forest and went out to the beach. After getting there, Shawn looked at Zion who had bled terribly, and said to Jett, "Leave him behind."

Amon said softly as she eyes alternated between Atarah and Tiana. "No, we were a bit late cause we were preparing the wine." Atarah answered and then her eyes travelled to the beautiful blue haired that hugged Amon's arm. She looked like she was the same age as Erza or maybe younger, she wasn't sure. "And who is this?" Atarah asked with a smile as politely as she could, she was expecting Amon to answer but the young girl lowered her head to greet. "I'm Eve, I'm Amon little sister." Her voice was rather soft and filled with pure honesty.

Now this was Shania, the crazy wreck of a lady I somehow fell for. “You think I'm just gonna let you move on from me? I spent my years with you, I sacrificed my time for you, my life for you. You can't just blow me off, I deserve a second…” She went dangerously calm as she took a sudden pause and gulped heavily. “Remember our contracts, Alpha,” she said with scorn. “The buisness agreements we signed upon before I partnered and invested in your company. I could take it all away, I could pull out my investment. I am a shareholder anyway.”

If not for the chauffeur and the maid who were coming to help her arrange her things and had spotted her on the way, she would have jogged all the way to school. Not that she minded. She jogged longer distances anyway. But she was still annoyed by his deceit. She should have known he was up to no good when he offered to ride with her. One thing was certain: she wasn't going to let this go. She was going to take her revenge. The car slowly decelerated, and Kiera gazed up. And there it was—Westbridge College, sitting majestically atop the hill. Kiera's palm clenched into a fist as the car glided into the school compound.

Heart quickly reacted. Georgia just elbowed her. “For real, huh? But I heard you are going to Kanagawa, congratulations, Heartcille Reina! I am so happy for you!” Georgia congratulated her. Heart thanked Georgia and hugged her. “It is all because of you. Without you, I will not be experiencing all of this.” Heart said and giggled.