Alice Fear Street Novels & Stories

Nicholas deliberately chose a place that reminded Alicia of her past, but it seemed that Alicia didn't really notice. Ace turned the wheel, driving through the lamp-lit streets of New York City. "Alicia, want to take a short walk before going back to the dormitory?" Ace asked kindly. And the girl just smiled softly as she said, . . . "Of course”

I whisper, my voice laced with disbelief and dread as if addressing a vengeful spirit. Alice ignores my question, her eyes burning with a sinister light. “Do you know I have dreamt of this moment a million times?” She takes slow, deliberate steps towards me, each footfall reverberating through the floorboards. An ominous energy crackles around her, suffocating the very air. I instinctively step back, putting distance between us as dread coils in my stomach. “Is that so?” I keep my tone even, masking the frantic pounding of my heart. My mind races, scanning for exits, assessing potential weapons - anything to buy me time against this twisted version of Alice.

The pitch-black car glided through a massive wrought-iron gate that opened silently to welcome it. On either side of the drive, meticulously trimmed European-style gardens stretched out, but under the moonlight, they resembled a labyrinth with no exit. The car came to a stop before an immense mansion. Its Gothic architecture made it look more like a fairytale demon’s castle than a human dwelling. Everything was opulent, luxurious, yet eerily silent and cold, like a deserted tomb. Aries was the first to exit the car. She didn't wait or look back. Merin had to scramble out clumsily, her trembling body trying to find its balance as she followed the female Alpha into the mansion.

“Because you are the first who can resist it from the inside. Because I made you with something in you that can fight it. Because I was a subject and I know where the hands that made me keep their toys.” Then she told me where Jon Tulip’s main facility was. She did not give me a map, she gave me a location that slid into my memory like a key. Alaska. The name was a cold stone. She whispered coordinates and they seared into my mind the way numbers burn when you must never forget them. I repeated them once and then again until the shape was permanent, a soft code I felt in my bones like a place I had never seen but would travel to if the world required it. “Go there only if there is no other w

"I don't know what you two are laughing about. I'm just trying to figure out Alice's battery life." Eva snorts, dropping the towel. "What do you mean?" "I'm convinced Alice is a Russian sleeper agent," Sophia says in a completely serious monotone. "Or a cyborg running on pure malice. Have you noticed how she walks? She doesn't make footsteps. She just suddenly materializes behind you. It's not normal human behavior." "Maybe she's a vampire," Eva suggests, hopping up onto the counter. "She never eats the garlic bread." "She's just a warden," I say softly, leaning against the sink.

Alice walked me toward the far edge of the parking lot. Suddenly, three big men in black masks burst from the shadows and cut off our path. "Who are you? This is Night Fire territory!" Alice threw herself in front of me at once. The one in front held a wicked silver dagger, his eyes fixed on my chest. He reached out, and there was no mistaking his target: the Silver Moon Crest at my throat.

I got out of the car. "Thank you for the ride. My regards to Eve and the baby." He nodded and drove away. I realized that we hadn't maintained eye contact all through the conversation. Something was definitely wrong. Something was very, very, very, very wrong. I began to walk to the Moon Castle when I saw some maids scampering around. Their running made the hairs in my arm rise in alarm, and my Alpha senses immediately picked up that something was wrong. Something was very wrong, and beyond that, Amelia was the cause.

I didn't know that there's a doctor in here, I mean they don't need them, they'll just be worthless in here because werewolves can heal themselves, how come there's a doctor here? "Good morning Ms. Cole I'm an ob-gyne, not a doctor to clear things out, and yes, they don't need doctors but they probably need me, just like how you need me" An OB? I don't need that, I'm not even preg- oh hell! If she's here then am I... "Yes milady, you're bearing The Alpha's Blood, the alpha's child," he answered me as if he can read my mind but I know that my emotions are so visible for him to answer me what I want to know and he's right.

“They were a deceiving bunch, wouldn’t you say? All that talk about peace and caring for mankind. I wonder why they really kicked out those rogues. From what I could see, they weren’t any worse than the rest. In fact, they just might have been the better of the lot.” “I know you love Olga,” Alice said with hesitancy, “so please don’t take this wrong. I have to ask, though. Don’t you get a bit creeped out by the things she’s able to do? I mean, she can see things and do spells.” She visibly shuddered while vigorously rubbing her upper arms. “It’s a bit creepy… and scary.” He cocked his head. “Scary? How so?” Alice’s voice rose with emotion. “Aren’t you afraid that if you piss her off

They weren't moving gently due to the rain but we're practically rearranging themselves. Then, the old woman's last words struck a chord in her head. Alice didn't want to watch this horror scene anymore. She was scared out of her wits, staring at the bizarre things happening. She didn't care if it was still raining cats and dogs as the only thing in her head was to seek comfort in her tiny home. She had missed the warmth her tiny bed brought. Staring at the only leeway out of the cemetery, Alice wished she could have the power of invisibility. She knew if she truly wanted to leave this cemetery, she had to pass by the moving skeletons of long deceased humans and wolves. Left with no choice,