The Shy Guy Scp 소설 & 이야기

It focused on the guy in a suit and all the known facts about him flashed on the screen. "He's Xian Chang, a young bachelor who frequently visited night places, his father was a native Chinese and his mother is caucasian, the Kingdom was the one who frequented the most owned by his obsessive-compulsive father, it is a VIP building that only those who have a special card and knows the password could access," he ended then looked at Blanche with a grin. "Kill him, Blanche."

MERA SHAWN'S POV "What Kind Of Dumb Question Is That?Who In The Whole Wide World Will be comfortable in that so called dungeon?Do You Think At All?"I asked rhetorically "Sorry,just wanted you to know"he said "Scott,take me back to the dungeon please"I said irritatedly,he didn't move. "Am I speaking Spanish?"I asked "Take her back"treyson said "Yes,Young Alpha"he answered then he dragged me up from his seat

he said. "GO NOW!" Malachi roared. He turned toward the front door, his staff raised. His back was straight. His voice was clear. "I have been a coward for twenty-four years, Reaper. Today, I will not die as one." Sloane did not wait. He scooped Elena into his arms, her body still glowing, still burning. He kicked through the hidden door in the hearth and dove into the darkness of the passage. The stone closed behind him like a mouth sealing shut.

he says quietly. I find that odd. “And as for information… I’m Scar. I think I lost my ID and stuff when I was attacked,” he mutters. I nod sympathetically, still trying to understand the reason he doesn’t want us to tell the cops. Then suddenly my senses scream with adrenaline and alertness. I smell it before it even happens. Suddenly, the door bursts open. Splinters fly. Screams sound in the background. My senses roaring, I stand there and watch as a wolf, huge, monstrous, familiar, flanked by two other wolves, stands in the doorway.

Talia knocked on Xander William’s apartment door, her heartbeat thrumming against her ribs like a war drum. Before she could even lower her hand, the door swung open. Celia stood there. Not blinking. Not breathing. Like she’d been waiting for this moment all day. “Come in,” she said quickly, stepping aside. Her voice was clipped, but her eyes gave her away—sharp with fear, rimmed with unshed tears. Talia crossed the threshold slowly. The room smelled like coffee that had gone cold and a candle that had burned too long. Celia gestured toward the couch, and Talia sat, every muscle in her body already bracing for whatever storm was coming.

Scott hurriedly sat down just beside me. I turned around to notice his intense stare at me. I was unsure of the feeling I was experiencing but I knew that I was getting a bit uncomfortable. "Right here" he said as he thuck a few strands of my hair behind my ear. "You always looked better with no hair falling down your cheeks" He said, smiling sweetly. "Uhm... I..." I stuttered, unsure of my reaction. Scott was the fast male friend I made in college. Back then, I was very shy and timid. I avoided everything that had to do with socializing. I was always locked up in my space like a little snail in its shell.

He’s a strong wolf but he’s not even a beta. I could feel us getting closer when the smell of blood hit my nose. I pushed Rain to go as hard as she can. I could smell hers and Jennies fear swirling in the air. I saw Sairos body up ahead, he still hasn’t shifted back to his human. I slowed Rain down as we approached. The stench of the bear was everywhere. I tightened the reins on Rain and circled. Sairo was barely breathing and he couldn’t connect through the mind link. I went to dismount when I saw him. He had shifted back to his human form was running full speed at us. I drew my arrow and fired off a bow but he dodged it. Jennie was now yelling my name. The attacker getting closer, then he

he said, slowly striding towards me, unbuttoning the upper buttons of the polo he's wearing. "Alright! Stop! I will turn around! I will turn around!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, quickly turning around with my hands covering my eyes. Tightly. I heard him laughed an annoying laugh as I heard subtle noises. He's changing, I mean literally and not literally. "Are you done?" I said in a quiet, trembling voice. I could feel my hands slightly shaking against my face. Damn. Why do I have to be this shy over some dog? I have seen my fair share of naked dudes during my researches. Have examine few more in the series of my dissections, so why would I need to feel this embarrassed and shy around t

Grahamsz press the button nine. “We’re heading to the library. It is much quieter there. Eight floor is the busiest among all the others because it is directly involved in the investigation of paranormal things that happen in the city. Even if you do not succeed on becoming an Elite, we can still work you as slaves for years.’’ “...” When the butler turned away, Ponjie showed a horrified look and mouthed, “What the hell was that?” Fruto shrugged and didn’t reply. They understood that whatever they say right now will reach the headmaster so they focused on storing all the information they received while making it seem that they do not care.

The scorpions caught in the sweep all were either slashed in half or crushed by the force of the swing. “Hopefully Shiro’s got it covered over there.” Freeze said while still swinging his axe. Meanwhile Megat and Freeze were fighting, the bubbles carrying the injured Hunters touched down gently on the sand before popping. Footsteps sounded coming closer to them. “Alright, just hold on. I will heal all of you one by one.” A man’s voice said to them. The man, Shiro, had ginger curly hair and wore a tangerine long jacket with black stripes around his waist area. His eyes were almond brown in color. Shiro crouched beside Isaac because he was the closest.