That's Why They Call Me Slim Shady Novels & Stories

She retreated while trying to trace the tiger's body shape through its blurry zigzag movement. "It is called a Snow Tiger. That's like a no-brainer." Slim said, cocking his modifed gun to load the tranquilizers. "Tranqs aren't ready yet?" The more attractive lady yelled as she retreated, taking large strides without taking her eyes off their prey. "Almost done!" Slim yelled back. "Hey, Shorty..." The more attractive lady called out at the short, muscular man that was chasing after the tiger with a gun too long for his size, in his hands.

“Think about what, sweetheart?” He's mad. That's the only reason. He's just rich enough to afford the meds so he doesn't look as crazy as he already is. Those words made me feel like I was forced to become a servant for a spineless goat. “I’m not your sweetheart.” “Then what should I call you? Handsome? Babe? Sugar pie?” he said with so much excitement in his voice. Shane. If It didn't love you, I would have killed you for this. So much for being a best friend. He's psychopathic morons as business partners.

“Ah, were you not expecting to see me? I saw so many missed calls on my phone and thought I'd better show up before you get married to Zade..” He said softly but I was more focused on his very beautiful face. He wore a see-through black silky shirt, nude color pants, black slippers, and his hair was packed in a ponytail style, he looked like the perfect role for a K-pop artist. “Where have you been Doug?” I walked close to him and gave him a very big hug. He hugged me back. He walked around my room like he was searching for God knows what. “Zade was here today, right?”

Axton shoves me hard into the wall. "You fucking-" "I wouldn't say it, dick head" my eyes narrow. He's never called me that word, but he's gotten close. None of them actually have. A part of me thinks this hatred they feel for me isn't because im gay. Because of something else, and I think that bothers me more. "I wasn't going too" his voice takes on a lighter edge, before his eyes narrow again. "Just shut your fucking mouth. You're so fucking annoying" his foot swipes behind mine, knocking me to the ground.

Someone I'm not sure I can fully trust. Slade.

How would I even talk to him, I haven't even reclaimed my voice, I'm still as useless to him. “No, I don't want to see him,” I replied sharply. “Kieran can go with us. They're afraid of him, remember?” She reasoned. That's true, they called him the shadow king back at mooncrest pack. Why did they even give him that name? “The shadow king,” I mused and we started laughing. “Well, I understand why he is called that, I mean he tore apart that assassin in a blur, that probably gave him his reputation,” Nyx said between laughs.

“What happened to the fat shaming model?” “I ruined him,” Sonny held her eyes without remorse. “I never cared the kid was gay. He fell under my protection and his grandfather was my best friend. Gio and I obtained video recordings of him bashing everyone in the fashion industry. We made sure it landed in all the right hands. Fuck him. He sells shoes now in a strip mall. I couldn’t kill him because he’d be a martyr to Bosco but damned if I didn’t make sure he never modeled another day in his life.”

“Who said that you’ll be punished to death, Kitten?” In a jiffy, my head bumped with his steel chest, squishing my face in that strong embrace. It was the second time he called me Kitten and I got distracted, the warmth of his tone didn’t fail to flutter my heart. Idiot! Stupid! “Your life is in danger, and you are crushing over your killer? Focus, Shyla!” That was the only issue with sinfully handsome men, that they could get away with everything with their looks, but not anymore. I was there to bust this myth!

But since his illuminations earlier, and then meeting Tina, he decided he would refer to it as the SS for now on. Shit for Sale, it stood for now. Bilking the rest of the planet and keeping everyone quiet with media that could spin a tragedy into a celebration of life, so that deprived people went away feeling they had benefited from something rather than lost anything. Dink decided to head home and get some shut-eye. But as he walked down the corridor, he saw Shroud and Sonny Boy walking toward him. Well, Sonny Boy wasn’t walking. Sonny Boy was in full collar and leash, crawling on all fours.

I run my hand over my face and threw the mask on across the room. I turn to them. “Do you know what they say about me taking my mask off?” I smile. The look on their faces is worth it. “They say anyone who has ever seen my face hasn’t lived to see the day. Slade is known for slaughtering an entire gang. Do you know why I did that?” I ask them. They shake their heads. “Because they were responsible for killing someone I cared for. The opens and Andre walk down the stairs with three women… “I found these three trying to steal from you…” he says.