Shiloh: A Novels & Stories

One that Nico and Nonno could no longer justify. Shiloh had spent most of her life being trained to take over the business. After she was kidnapped in Switzerland, she had a hard time focusing for several years. She spent time in a mental hospital and then yet another school in England before attending Oxford. Afterwards, she resumed her training within the company. But her heart was not in it. It was not something that she wanted. She started cutting to feel the pain. To feel that she was still alive.

, he added as he lean again to the woman. “No–No, my Lord. This is contravention”, the woman said, shaking her head. “You have my permission. Bite me”, he said to the woman while looking into her eyes. After that he holds the back of the woman's head and he pushes it into his neck. At first the woman is still holding but in just a second she releases her fangs and bites Shiloh’s neck. I look away, as I want to clap right now. Shiloh may seem mysterious to everyone since he usually doesn't show who he truly was. And what I am seeing right now is the true Shiloh, the kind and conducive Shiloh. Shiloh the Catalyst .

At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her. She sighed, remembering the last town, the last school, the last narrow escape. The coven was always a step behind her, their sinister intentions cloaked in shadow but ever-present. She couldn’t afford to grow attached, couldn’t afford to make friends or enemies. But she knew this routine all too well. Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close.

Damian It’s Friday now and fucking Brody has been bugging me nonstop about going out tonight. If he asks me one more time, I might just hit him. Although I could relieve some tension, but I’m not telling him that. Him and his new girl said that her friend will be there, and I guess she’s hot but lately there’s only been one woman on my mind. Lilith is nothing like any other woman I’ve met before. She’s strong and confident. She’s also smoking hot and doesn’t act like she's all that. But above all she seems to have a soul that matches her inside and out.

I said even though I couldn't see her, I already sensed that she was around the living room. "Shawn's son is a beast in the court," Came her soft voice. I turned in the direction of her words and raised my eyebrows. "Who are you talking about, Mom?" She giggled and stood up from the couch then walked up to me. "Zayn Black." She answered. "Didn't you know that the game was being recorded and aired live, Baby? Anytime the camera is on your face I could see the longing in your eyes." I quickly turned around and started running upstairs, I didn't want to hear the neverending story of how I should keep my innocence for my husband and shouldn't sleep with any man.

“I gave you my word!” “I actually dishonored my ancestors. I think that the main reason why I keep doing good deeds while on earth is to make up for what I did back then. I have long accepted that I’d go to hell. Whenever I think about it, I wish I was buried six feet under the ground along with my grandparents!” Hugo’s voice was filled with remorse and guilt. It piqued Ponjie’s interest as he grabbed his bowl of soup to eat.

“Kelly, I need you to hear me clearly. I do not love you. I will never choose you. Stop writing me letters. Stop spreading lies about Shirley. Stop trying to tear her down, because it won’t change the truth.” Kelly’s lips tremble, her fists clenching at her sides. For once, she has no words. The silence in the room is deafening. I turn back to Shirley, my voice softening. “From now on, no one gets to make you feel less than you are. Not here. Not anywhere. You are mine, and I will make sure everyone knows it.” Her eyes shimmer with tears, but this time they are not from pain, they are from relief. From finally being defended. She nods, her lips curving into the smallest, most beautiful smile

“Did the little orphan fall down again?” Sierra didn’t speak. Didn’t breathe too loudly. She just watched the trio with lowered lashes. They stood above her like hungry crows: Elara – The Leader: Pale blonde, perfect lips, eyes like chipped quartz. Always smiling when it hurt most. Gloria – The Shadow: Lanky, wolf-eyed, knuckle bruises, laugh like shattered glass. Patricia – The Echo: Pretty brunette, fake pout, sharper tongue than blade. “Maybe she’s waiting for someone to help her,” the wolf-eyed girl said, crouching close enough for Sierra to smell her sour breath. “A prince, maybe?”

Soldiers checked weapons, tended to the injured, and prepared for what was sure to come. Eolan turned his gaze toward the horizon. The clouds still hung low, but somewhere beyond the ridge, a sliver of light pierced the gloom. “We are the shield,” he said, voice steady. “The shadow that fights the darkness with darkness.” As the sun dipped low, casting long fingers of light across the ravaged land, the group stood united, ready to face the gathering storm. --- The night came swiftly, swallowing the camp in a cloak of cold and silence. Fires flickered in the distance, the uneasy lull before the next wave. Eolan sat near the fire, the shadow resting quietly now, but never far from his mind.

Katie and vida didn't know what is wrong either, the maid locked them in a chamber when Ben gave out his orders, they couldn't help but panic. "just what the heck is going on?" ***** Shiloh has seen many powers but hers is kind of different she can't state exactly, what she is the moment she feels she is this, but then she isn't. "Your highness, I can only calm her down with my powers, but her waking up relies on her emotions... she has a lot of rage in her.." shiloh said as she tried again to touch Andrea's fore head but was zapped, Shiloh nearly fainted as she sucked in air.