Twice Shy Novels & Stories

Another member chimed in, “Twins! They’ll bring double the joy and double the mischief. You two are going to be busy!” Shelly laughed, a sound filled with joy and a hint of bashfulness. “Yes, we will, but we’re ready for it.” I squeezed Shelly's hand, feeling warmth spreading in my chest. “With friends and family like all of you around, we’re confident everything will go smoothly. Thank you for being here today,” I said, my heart swelling with gratitude. Shelly’s POV As I linger around the crowd with Sebastian, lost in a pile of thoughts, Sabrina appears like a gust of fresh air, grabbing my hand and gently pulling me away from the bustle.

Shane stammers nervously, his innocent protest met with laughter from the others, their amusement fueled by the visible anxiety etched on his face. "What? Did nothing happen between you both? Then what were you both doing all night?" Akshay whispers in a hushed tone, leaning in with a curious demeanor. Anubhav, adding a touch of mischief, muses, "Or maybe they started, but he couldn't perform only…" The revelation prompts gasps and a collective "Ooohhoooohhoo," accompanied by a dramatic display of mock shame. Shane, now as red as a raspberry, feels the weight of their teasing scrutiny.

Zayn, usually the epitome of stoicism, felt a flutter of nervousness. Susan, ever perceptive, noticed the shift in his demeanor. She chuckled, "Zayn White, are you getting shy?" Zayn raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes. "Shy? Me? Never, if you're shy admit it, why do you try to push things on me?"

What was wrong with me? They picked out a bunch of snacks and tossed them on the breakfast table before sitting down. I slid in on the bench next to Raine and grabbed a snack for myself as they chatted. I could see how confident and social Raine was, but I had also seen that she is shy and reserved before she makes up her mind about someone. She was decisive, not easily trusting, it didn’t seem like anyone had to work to earn her kindness but you did need to get past a barrier to earn her trust.

Misha had already gone into her hiding space. I turned my gaze back to Mr. Alex, “I am sorry, I can’t.” “Why not?” I chewed on my lip nervously, taking a deep breath before looking up at him and confessing, “My wolf is extremely shy. I have never shifted in front of anyone, Mr. Alex.” The students around me burst out in laughter through the mind link. Their snickers, snide remarks started, mocking me. ‘This is true though, none of us have seen her shift. Like ever.’

said Zayn as he hurriedly changed the topic. There was no way Shaelyn could not tell that Zayn was being shy, so she became even more cunning. She especially loved seeing Zayn being so shy because it was too cute. ‘Despite clearly being a super powerful figure, he’s still so easily embarrassed, I’m quite sure men like him have already gone extinct.’ However, Shaelyn was quite an understanding person and did not ‘tease’ Zayn any further when she saw how easily embarrassed he gets. Instead, she softly called him a coward before intimately hugging his arm. Her face was filled with happiness as Zayn helped drag her luggage.

"What is wrong?" There was no response from Shin. Shin's gaze was still fixed on the group of people at the back table. Luckily there was a lot of visitors, so those people wouldn't notice Shin's presence. But even so, Shin still couldn't believe what she was seeing now. The girl felt pain, sadness, tightness and disappointment. Especially when Shin saw his peer girl who was laughing happily there with these people.

"I-I have a small problem," I stuttered as I entered Hunter's office, feeling a rush of shyness overwhelming me. The events of last night and this morning with my bosses left me anxious, knowing that we were going to pick up where we left off when we got home. Every time I found myself in the twins' presence after those moments, I couldn't help but feel incredibly shy, my cheeks flushing like a madwoman. "What is it?" Hunter's voice brought me back to the present as he settled back into his chair, his gaze fixed on me.

Joey laughed, “That’s what you said at camp.” “Camp?” Cale finally entered the conversation. I knew he wasn’t comfortable with how close Joey and I were, but he couldn’t say anything about it. “Oh, we met at camp,” Joey smirked, “And let me tell you, Shorty here made quite an impression on everybody there.” “Joey,” I groaned, not wanting to relive this story. “C’mon, it was fun,” Joey said, then looked at Cale, “So, we were at camp for the second year, and she was bunking with two other girls. She did not like them.”