A Time Of Dread Novels & Stories

she scratches his chin. “Special times call for special circumstances I suppose” Dakota shrugs, struggling to make sense of the unheard-of request herself. As we sit there in silence the severity of the threat begins to resonate within us all; the thought of those creatures roaming the city takes hold of us like a deadly poison, immobilising us with fear as the unshakable dread begins to gather upon our shoulders while we contemplate the consequences that will follow. All of us fully aware the only outcome that can come from this is destruction and chaos. Inhalation and decay flowing through their veins as they seek out the vulnerable to rid them of this earth as they done so many years ago.

“I need to get all the realms calmed before I feel I could calm myself down. I feel like there is dread in the world, and when that happens bad things seem to happen.” “Well you are heading into a realm war without any idea how bad it is, and not sure you’re going to make it out, I would be scared shitless myself.” “Well, thanks for your words of encouragement.” Jade joked. “Queen Jade if you pull this hail Mary off, you are my Queen are going to be worshipped beyond anything you know.” He said bowing. “Darius is coming, apparently Gage went to the packhouse thinking you are there hanging out.”

“Are you ready to obey, servant?” His eyes fluttered open, blinking against the light. He was alone here, not a soul. Despite the morning chill, sweat droplets sprouted across his bald pate. He then swallowed hard, fear lurking, and yet he concentrated again. He hoped for this to be just a hallucination, but he fears it wasn't. And then it came repeatedly. The voice, the whisper, coming from inside his head. “The time of our Dark Lord will soon be upon us. Are you prepared to serve him?”

his dangerous deep voice echoed in my ears, which made me shiver. “ANSWER ME!” he growled loudly in my ear. I was trembling in fear. His dark eyes bored into mine as his grip on my throat tightened and I was struggling to breathe. “I-I can’t breathe-e, it h-hurts” I choked on my words. A single tear escaped as I blinked. His eyes softened a bit when he saw that and he released me. I struggled to stay on my feet as my leg was bleeding continuously. I gripped on a tree for support and he saw the trail of blood I had left.

Uncertainty gripped us, unsure if the danger had passed or if a more sinister threat loomed. Time seemed to stretch endlessly, each moment laden with the weight of the unknown. The sudden intrusion of an unwelcome presence shattered the fragile peace, sending a jolt of fear through our veins. As the figure advanced towards the bathroom, dread coiled in the pit of my stomach, a sense of foreboding tightening its grip around my heart.

* * * * [Come to the rooftop in five minutes] Bianca's eyes darted around fearfully. Her heart began pounding against her chest as her knees buckled. She swallowed hard trying really hard not to collapse. “ Hey, are you okay?” Tristan's worried face appeared in front of Bianca. She hurriedly pushed him away and staggered as she walked in direction she had grown so familiar with. “ You're late!” A female voice sounded as the door to the rooftop opened. Bianca lowered her gaze without saying anything. Her legs were trembling that she was finding it hard to keep standing.

Hello everyone :)... I want to kindly apologise for delayed update. I was supposed to update in every 2 days but something came up so I am uploading today... Sorry💛💙 ★———————————————★ Sam's POV* It is so cold here? Where I am? I feel I am drowning deep…. I can’t see anything. It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed…

Time seemed both fluid and elusive, a precious commodity that she could not afford to squander. With a heart pounding like a thunderous drum, Evelyn sprinted through the dimly lit corridors, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The urgent wail of a security siren pierced the air, a shrill warning that time was running out. Her pulse raced in rhythm with the blaring alarm, an adrenaline-fueled symphony that pushed her to the brink.

Dread had been building steadily within her since the moment his call had come through, and now, the inevitable inquiry hung heavily in the air, threatening to unravel the delicate equilibrium she had carefully maintained. For a fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still as her mind raced, desperately seeking refuge amidst a sea of unspoken truths. The weight of her secret threatened to crush her, and her stomach churned with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. A thousand thoughts cascaded through her mind, forming a chaotic symphony of fear, regret, and uncertainty.

“But her time won’t come if you do not fight this coming battle. Your time here is now done. Run for the bridge to the pack. Your time is running out.” “What do you mean my time is running out?” My stomach flipped again, and I felt a new feeling unfurl in my belly. A deep pool of dread opened up inside of me. The panic that was eating away at the edges of my sanity started to take bigger bites. And my mind spiraled as sweat broke out on the back of my neck, and I felt my fangs pushing at my gums.