Slugterra Eli Shane Novels & Stories

I put my Hair down, and added a little lipgloss on my lips. I walked along the sand to their house. String lights glowed on the deck. Music played low…something with a slow, dirty bass line. Shane was at the grill, shirtless, flipping fish. The tattoos on his back shifted as he moved. Ellis came out the sliding door with three cold beers, spotting me immediately. “There she is,” he called, that smirk back in place. Shane turned, eyes dragging over me slow and appreciative. “Fuck, Riley. You trying to kill us already?”

You bet! Right now, she’s hanging by the pool with her new friends while the boys and I are supposedly catching up. Quinn is Navy or was. I’m never too sure with Lyons guys, so it was an easy lie to sell. I’m not too sure what it is that Shane Flanagan does; he’s some kind of businessman from what they’ve said, but I know a dangerous animal when I see one, and I’d bet bank that he’s seen some action. And since he was never a member of any faction of our armed forces, I can only guess what that means. No, Lyon, I don’t really want to know.

He said as he pointed at the second girl that spoke after lily. “Elara is a quick and agile female hunter known for her sharp instincts and keen senses. Her ability to navigate the wilderness and anticipate threats makes her an invaluable asset to the pack.” “Nice to meet you Zyra.” She said to me with a smile and I nodded my head, “same here.” I replied “This handsome dude here is one of Alpha Marcus top deltas, Kieran Frostfang.” Asher said and Kieran raised his hands in the air. “That’s me…” he laughed

"Good luck with your life, Lyla. Even if we've had our differences, I wish you well. You'll be able to have a family with someone else, just not this one. Understand?" My voice was tight. "Yes." "Goodbye, Lyla." As the other end of the line ended, I let my phone drop into my lap. Sobs wracked my body harder than I thought they would, pushing me over the edge and crashing into me like tidal waves on a rocky shore. I have no idea how long I was on the stoop, crying alone, before Shane came and wrapped his blanket around me. He pulled me into his chest with soothing words that I barely understood through my racing pulse howling in my ears.

We laugh and point. “And would you look at that, Gale? Looks like the entire Slater clan has made it to tonight’s game,” I hear Brent Cavour say on one of the other monitors. “Yes, they are! Ophelia Lane, Slater’s girlfriend, even posted a picture for everyone on her social media account. Can we show that?” And there, on everyone’s screen, is the support for Asher Slater that he deserves, the entire world able to see that I’m here to encourage my love.

Derry asked surprised she didn't know and wondered why her father never told her anything. Lily shook her head in a no. "I never for once saw anything of that sort. We have a family album but none had him wearing a military uniform," Lily replied. Now Derry was wondering why Mr Shawn suddenly vanished from the news. What could have happened? It looks like he vanished from the news and wiped that history of himself too. Back in Washington, with Mr Mingle as the head of homeland security, the black dragon group can now run their illegal business with no worry about the police or anyone interrupting their business or coming after them.

His large figure towered over me and his dark eyes were narrowed as he looked me up and down. "Eli Reynolds," Blake said and I raised my eyebrows at the familiar name. "The?" I asked and the guy nodded. "You're not the only famous name at the Agency," Eli said and placed his fingers under my chin, tilting my head up to look at him. "However, I don't run from my job." I yanked my head to the side and kicked my leg forward, hitting Eli painfully in the knee. "Fuck off," I snapped and gasped in pain when Blake pressed the knife into my thigh, cutting through my jeans and quite probably the stitches I had as well. "You fucking twat!" I growled and Blake tutted.

Keisha greeted the stranger whose eyes were now on me. “It's not an issue. I hate intentional bullies. Hi, my name is Stefan.” He said with a kind smile that sent butterflies up my belly. “Hello Stefan, I'm Keisha,” my friend said when I took too long to respond, “and my tongue tied friend here is Elara. You have to pardon her. She is going through a Tia crisis so she must have forgotten how to be polite.” Stefan laughed — and oh the sound of his laughter was so sweet to the ear, like the sounds of music.

My voice cut through their conversation— They all froze and Zuri turned slowly. Her eyes met mine—sharp and definitely unwelcoming. “Do we know you?” One of the Lunas with a white hair asked. I tilted my head slightly, my expression almost bored, “I’m Elara Everstorm from Thornshade. Draven’s rejected mate that’s been the table of this conversation.“ I see how most of the women lost composure as I revealed I’d heard them.

Lila's P.O.V The article popped up on my phone while I was waiting for Shayla outside the preschool gate. One of those auto-scroll feeds I never asked for but never quite turned off either. The headline was small, almost buried between ads for spring coats and celebrity baby announcements: *Ethan Whitaker’s Career Slide: From Golden Boy to Benchwarmer?* I almost swiped past it. Almost.