Shiver Book Novels & Stories

“But it still shakes me.” “That means you’re human.” He kissed the top of my head. “And still healing.” Later that night, I sat at my desk and opened a blank page. I began typing the first words of what would become my book. Title: The Anatomy of Betrayal By Dr. Elena Hart “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s a story about what happens when the lies dissolve, and all that remains is the truth—raw, unspeakable, and liberating.”

Hi guys, welcome to the sequel for Shy- Defeated ! Hope you enjoy it, and thank you for being patient for this to come out ! It will probably not make much sense to begin with, but bare with me and all will be explained in the upcoming chapters. And please, do not moan at me about the events that happen in this book, I have have these planned for a long time and I'm not changing them or writing them just to please readers, what happens in this book has always been my idea and plan since writing the first book. Please respect that because the amount of hate I received on the ending of Shy was disgusting and put me off writing for a while.

The cardigan on her shoulders and the boots on her feet were both from my card. "Did you wonder whether my mother would be nervous?" Lila pouted. "Your mom looks tough. Bianca's mom doesn't." The doorbell rang before I could answer. The housekeeper opened the door, and Bianca Voss walked in with three white suitcases, a champagne-colored travel suit, diamond studs, and a sweet smile that somehow made the whole room shift toward her. "Ethan, am I too early?" Ethan went straight to her luggage. Lila rushed over and hugged her. "You're finally back! If you hadn't left back then, you would've been the bride."

They burned, as if each one carried the weight of the humiliation I was feeling. I pressed my elbows together, burying my face in them, hoping to block out everything. But it didn’t work. Those awful words crept back into my mind like uninvited guests, taunting me mercilessly: Whore. Slut. Prostitute. Shameless homewrecker. Unwanted bitch. Useless bastard. Pretty c**t. Each word echoed, growing louder and sharper, until it felt like they were carving into my soul. And then, as I shook feverishly, I realized something that sent another jolt through me.

“That’s not your voice.” “It’s not,” she whispered. “But it’s louder than mine.” Suddenly, the veins across her arms pulsed with a deep red glow, and her back arched once more. This time, she let out a sound that wasn’t a scream—but a growl. Low. Guttural. Almost animal. And the books on the shelves around us began to tremble. One by one, they fell to the ground. The chandelier above swung violently, though no wind stirred.

“Don’t you understand? That book... is a gold mine of knowledge!” “Er...” “That’s Vevila’s Grimoire! Her witch’s bible!” I dropped the book in shock. ________________

Rivener lunged toward her, instincts pure protection. Adrian lunged too, instincts pure prophecy. And Charlie— Charlie’s vision snapped white. Not bright. Not glowing. White. Like snowfall. Like breath in winter. Like the hush before something breaks. Charlie Shifts… But Not Into What Anyone Expected Her knees buckled. Her fingertips dissolved into motes of silver dust. Then her arms. Then her shoulders. Then everything. Rivener shouted her name—echoing, distant. Adrian swore in a language Charlie didn’t recognize.

he responded, whipping his head around in my direction. "Okay, check them,” I ordered. I buried my face down and ran my eyes through the books, then I saw one that caught my attention. "Realms of the Shifting Shadows: Tales of Fantasy and Fur"’ was boldly written on the binding of the book. The book has intricate designs of werewolves under a glowing moon. I picked up the book and opened the first page, which had been aged. I couldn't tell how long this must have been here. The first page I opened was blank. This prompted me to open the second page; it was practically empty, just like the first. I continued opening until the fifth page because I was counting the number of pages as I flipped

Words that completely placed her off guard as it penetrated into her ears making a shiver run down her spine. A shiver which increased when his thumb went to lift her chin up pulling her gaze to meet his. And ever so slowly, with his lips so close to her ears, he whispered "SEDUCE ME EVELYN"

I whisper, my voice shaky as hell. Lucas shakes his head slowly, his eyes locked on the nightmare unfolding in front of us. He looks just as helpless as I feel. Shiva doesn’t say a word. She slips her hand into her jacket and pulls out a dagger. Her lips move as she mutters an incantation under her breath. Before I even fully register what’s happening, she hurls the dagger at the beast. It hits its arm, and the creature lets out a deafening shriek that makes my skin crawl. Then it turns its furious gaze to Shiva.