Shimmer Shine Genie Novels & Stories

She can lead this once. I am naturally intrigued by Sincere Rose, only because of her genetic make-up and DNA. Shifters are still a mystery in some ways, and I was happy to have the chance to come face to face with one. Sitting here, across from this woman now, there was another mystery arising, something else that piqued my interest, and it was the way she was avoiding eye contact.

One was still supposed to keep one's distance. Banshee pointed at another cage. That's a Golden Silk Orb-Weaver . . . the kind that Shane's hopefully new acquisition turns into. The web actually seems golden when it reflects the light, hence the name. You're going to have to get a little closer than that to see it." "What part of 'abject terror' are you having a problem comprehending?" Shamira asked. 'Mind over matter,' she thought. 'None of them can kill you. Blood-based poisons won't work on you. You can do this.'

Damien was more laid back for his payment to do his set. “I cannot wait to hear the legend about the Shifters of Cyprus. I heard it was amazing from one of my friends who had attended this comic set before,” one of the chicks said as she was talking with her friends. Zack strained his ears, using his acute hearing to listen to the information that was floating around as he was making his way to his table. He was not going to lie about his enhanced genetics—it was awesome to spy on people without them knowing it.

Mia and Jack observed her behavior and followed her gaze. Jack stood up and some type of teleport signal was passed between his and Lucas eyes. Jack turned back to Alizey and Mia and ruffled Mia's hair and Alizeys hijab earning death glares from them. "Doofus!" Alizey says while fixing her hijab.

Even though the light was no longer there, the flesh on the circular area was sizzling and frizzling like a meat that is on a boiling oil. “You must save Abigail,” Gen said. “No, please don’t die,” Ginika said. “Please don’t die,” He repeated, but his word was failing him. The hot tears came pouring down as Gen smiled innocently. “Unleased your power, Gini. You are the child of promise,” Gen said as the light in her eyes faded out. “NO!!” Ginika screamed. His nailed buried in his palms so tightly that they drew blood, which dropped heavily on Gen’s face.

"She is the pride of the clan God's Heritage! Akash was a fault here, he should've been more careful. Folks from God’s Heritage are supposed to be sneaky." While people kept discussing among themselves, both the contenders in the middle of the arena sped up towards each other. Akash's figure kept flickering while he ran towards her. He was using his family’s genome-script ‘Shadow Steps’. "So this is the prestigious Shadow-steps… very interesting!!" Shadow step was one reputed to be one of the most versatile as well as lethal techniques among some of the best A - Grade Genome-Script. ‘Shadow Steps’ was famous for being unpredictable. The technique allowed the user to re-render his presence wi

When she used her strength to focus, she realized that each shard contained different scenes— her memories, she presumed, as her confusion started to abate, and she began to remember. She watched each and every shard like someone watching a movie. As soon as she finished with one, the shard would spiral towards her and embed itself in her forehead, making the memory clearer in her head. Her name was Evie Hunter— the daughter of heavens. Her high aptitude with divine inheritance made her the strongest in her kingdom. But it also caused her downfall. The process repeated until the shards were all consumed, making her recall everything— and everything meant including her death. Recalling the la

Dropped with a dull sound. “Don’t move,” the voice whispered beside me. Its closeness felt like a wall. I pressed my face toward my shoulder as much as I could. Not to hide—but because I understood that if I stammered, if I hesitated, if even one tear escaped, they would have what they wanted. The game required me to beg. To promise the impossible. The footsteps faded. The thin, sharp presence returned. Hovering. Waiting. The room resumed its rhythm: breath, silence. Breath, silence.

The intense scent of shower gel filled the air, blending with a masculine and alluring aroma that was particularly captivating. Annie could easily imagine Finn's toned and enticing physique beneath the robe. She unconsciously swallowed, regaining her composure before responding, "What's up?" Finn stifled a laugh and attempted to maintain a composed demeanor, finding that pretend to be blindness increasingly intriguing. He held up a black shaver and said, "Could you help me shave? Keelin got me a new shaver, and I'm not used to it. I don't know which button to press."

“Come here, beautiful. Bring me your body.” His rumbling tone shot shivers down her spine. There was a distinct possibility that if he continued talking, she’d come from listening to him. That could be used as serious advertisement for the planet. “Shifters so hot, they make you come with words.” The giant tub could fit three people easily. Shiny white, with silver metal jets, it was the ultimate Jacuzzi she’d ever been in. Like everything else in the room, the tub also had artificial intelligence. A small bench seat slowly pulled from one of the sides, big enough for him to sit on.