Shine Novel Novels & Stories

Ansh blinked his eyes as he stared at the colorful drinks, which were shining in the crystal glasses like the moon around the stars. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

I am not weak. The Haven of Shadows is not just a name. It is not just a collection of people brought together by fate. It is a sanctuary. A promise. A family we choose, not one forced upon us. And Zenith, our Luna, human and radiant, is the heart of it all. For the first time, I want to face tomorrow. Because I finally believe that I belong.

I approach the vanity and look through the drawers, finding some make up and make up remover in one of the drawers. I take off what is left of my make up and decide to explore two doors that are attached to the room. One opens to a large walk in closet, some of my clothes hang amidst designer brands and other things of a similar nature. I wasn’t one for fashion but I did appreciate the time taken to put all of the effort into giving me new clothes. I exit and go through the secondary door, revealing a large bathroom with a soaker tub and separate shower. I smile as I peel off the rest of my clothes and take a shower to get the nasty feeling of Anthony’s touch off of me. The shower didn’t las

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.

“Maybe it’s nothing or maybe Nova is dramatic?” He chuckled. “Shade and I love Nova,” he repeated, tasting the name. “She’s beautiful. Silvery-blue fur. That crescent moon on her forehead is the same blue as your eyes.” His voice went low. “Shade has no words for it. He only keeps saying ‘mine’ and ‘miracle.’”

She felt her cheeks flush, suddenly feeling shy under his intense gaze, but there was also a thrill in seeing his reaction. Shane stood in the foyer, his heart pounding in his chest. He glanced down at the bouquet of flowers in his hands, making sure they were still as fresh and perfect as when he had picked them out earlier. Each blossom was chosen with care, and he hoped Avery would love them. Tonight had to be perfect. He had spent days planning every detail, wanting to create a memory that would last forever.

, Shane who has barely spoken since River went upstairs joins the conversation. I ignore the aloof look on his face and turn to Connor. “It’s not that easy, Neo. They came here because this is the only place Levi Shaw wouldn’t think to appear. The man’s a ghost, his whole pack and their damn alpha hide in the shadows like cowards.” “So? We snuff them out of the shadows, Con. Our mate—River, I mean can’t live in fear fore--.” “I have a daughter? What’s her name?” Shane slurs off.

Perhaps it was only an illusion. Sharon was younger than Shayla had been back then. How could she possibly stand against him? Yet her talent was greater even than John's. That made her dangerous. He could not afford to give her the slightest chance. As long as he lived, neither Shayla nor her daughter Sharon would ever rise. … The stage lights flared. Sharon stepped into the glow, her figure slowly emerging from the shadows. The beam fell across her shoulders, illuminating the violin in her hands—its body shimmered with an ethereal luster.

But the truth was, they went out to torture and kill innocent people. I could smell the fresh kill on him. Usually, after his night of fun activities, he would come home and take me in ways I never knew a woman could be taken. He left no holes unexplored. I watched the moon through the window while I waited for him to fall into a deep sleep. Selene's halo of alloy-silver shimmered down magnificently. Her beauty shone through the wide double windows, reminding me of her presence and that she was with me always.

I was the finest barrier mage in the Blackrock Pack. My Alpha father promised I would be the next Moon Watcher. But at the ceremony, he led my twin sister Lila—a white wolf—up to the dais. Moonlight draped over her like she'd been hand-delivered by the goddess herself. My mother's eyes went red-rimmed. "A white wolf hasn't been born in a hundred years. Lila will protect us all." My brother puffed with pride. "She's the pride of the Fenraven bloodline." The pack knelt on one knee below, chanting her name over and over. I stood there, watching Lila glow like she'd swallowed the moon, and finally the words slipped out: "I laid every barrier around this pack. So why isn't the title mine?" My mot