Slaanesh Novels & Stories

She wanted to see how Lena was going to handle it. Lena took Shane's phone and, after unlocking it with his fingerprint, she scrolled to the chat interface with Leah. I have to say, Shane was really a bootlicker, constantly complimenting Leah and treating her like a little princess. He also mentioned her wicked sister multiple times in his words, using not-so-nice language to insult her. It's a pity that such a good "licking dog" (someone who is blindly infatuated with someone) like him, it's also time for him to see Leah's true colors.

"Watch your words, or people will start to see you're not as pristine as you make out." Shylie didn't look away. "Watch yourself, Leah, before you threaten the people you don't know the rules about," she said, her voice a bare whisper. Leah blinked. For a second, she was icy cold. Then she laughed, a short, nervous laugh. "We will see who comes out on top." Shylie didn't reply. She simply turned and strode away, and Leah was left there, all anger and fear bubbling inside her. (Elias's POV)

Reiner asked and frowned as his brows knitted after he heard what Stelle said. Fortunately, Shane has already left. Or else, Shane would feel sad and angry after hearing what Stelle said, mentioning Sheinna - Shane's 'half-sister'. After all, not only Stelle looked disapproving of Reiner and Shane being together, Stelle also implies that Reiner and Sheinna are associated with each other. In which would feel insulting since Shane is the lover of Reiner, but it was Sheinna - his 'half-sister', was thought to be Reiner's lover.

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

She wanted to warn Brooklyn to stay away, they were a rough bunch. Sasha linked arms with Brooklyn as they walked through the canteen. (FYI: I had many comments on my previous book asking what a canteen was. It's a cafeteria/lunchroom/dining hall/refectory etc. Hope that stops any confusion ☺️) It was extremely busy and the girls had to barge a few shoulders to get to the lunch queue. A few people stopped and spoke to Sasha and she introduced them to Brooklyn who smiled sweetly and greeted them.

he assured, giving me that warm smile of his. If only my other siblings could say the same. I sighed. By the time we arrived at the Royal Palace of Meldonis, it was already nightfall. As I stepped out of the carriage, the moon bathed me in its radiant light. I turned to Valerian when I started noticing loads of stares focused on me. “Those must be moon gems,” Valerian commented, pointing to one of the gems on my gown. “They are rare gems that glow in the presence of moonlight. Now you look like a princess.”

The Foundation’s operations room was a scene of controlled panic when Elias and Kian returned. Julian and Lena Sharma were locked in a desperate effort to isolate the infected portions of the Sentinel Ledger Protocol (SLP). Holographic projections of the SLP network shimmered with dangerous, flashing red nodes—the silent, systemic corruption spreading throughout the global financial data.

Not the fluttering panic of prey, but the controlled rhythm of someone who was afraid and refusing to show it. Malachi opened the door. “Soren Vane, my lord. Your new feeder.” She stepped inside. Lian had fed from thousands of humans over three centuries. Beautiful ones, ugly ones, desperate ones, willing ones. He had thought himself immune to mortal attraction, to the petty pull of flesh. He was wrong. Soren was small, dark-haired, pale-skinned, a creature of shadows and moonlight. She wore simple clothes — black trousers, a white blouse, boots that had seen wear. No makeup. No jewelry. Nothing to enhance what needed no enhancement.

“Are you trying to say that the team you have won't be able to maintain this steam.” My wolf growled inside. She knew what she was doing manipulating and twisting my statement. “I suggest you get your head in the game, miss Shania. I'd hate to be misunderstood,” “Apologies, can you repeat yourself for others to understand, coz your reason for this… joint concept isn't really hitting hard,” The members murmured among themselves, splitting the room into an unequal spat of differences, and Shania chuckled silently at the sight of it. “One house, murmuring amongst ourselves won't solve this,” I beckoned, causing the room to sit still.

Ravan: Greek god like body and sharp facial features , anybody would mistake him for being a super model however he is a killing machine, he is ruthless, brutal, cold and heartless who shows no mercy on his prey, he makes them suffer before killing them in deadliest way possible, Ravan Works for the only mafia in India Shabbir Shaikh, who solely owns whole underworld of India, Ravan runs every illegal bushiness of shabbir from extortion, Drugs smuggling, human trafficking , international smuggling to even KILLING , Every gangster wets their pants just hearing Ravan’s name, Every politician is under his command, police fears to even lodge an complaints against him, Media avoid every news rel