Anime Michael Myers Novels & Stories

“Good day, Mr. Williams. I’m Michael Afonso. It’s nice to make acquaintance of you.” Shawn's eyes widened, not believing the fact that he was finally meeting the heir to Afonso’s empire. After his numerous futile searches online, he could finally place a face to the name. He brought his hand forward for a handshake. “It’s nice to finally put a name on your face. I have been looking forward to meeting you.” His eyes moved backward and stopped at Amelia who stood awkwardly. He raised a brow, “And who is this behind you?” Mike turned to Amelia. “This is my wi…” he stopped and pulled his tie. “This is my Personal Assistance, Amelia Myers.”

Only one person ever calls me Ann… “I would love to see Tony’s expression when you sent him to the ward,” Renald said, “You should come in, Arianna, and tell us all about it.” They quieted down when they saw my expression. I was still unsure. In front of me were two men that I never knew of. Except, maybe, for Renald Davis I could search him on google. But I did not know him as a werewolf-vampire hybrid. Neither did the whole world. I also did not know Michael who called himself an angel.

They have since been returned to their families fully healed. Ryker Mathers – the turd stain who poisoned Amelia – was executed the day after the battle. I graciously volunteered for the task and can honestly say I took a great deal of pleasure killing that fucker. I nearly lost the love of my life because of him, and I despise anyone who would betray their Alpha or their pack. So killing him was the highlight of that day.

“Please, hear me out. He didn’t mean….” I scoff,“What do you wanna say? That he didn’t mean to kill Ramos? I saw him, he killed Ramos without a second thought” “I know what you saw Gigi and I swear it’s terrifying, but trust me Mike is a good man, he will never hurt you” “Well that’s hard to believe” I turn to her. “Tell me, what exactly is Mike. Cause the man I saw killing Ramos wasn’t my husband but a beast” Amanda sighed,“Mike is a Mafia Prince”

a male voice said, they looked back and saw a man with four other men, Amanda knew him, he was a hired killer known as AY and she knew he was sent here for her “What’s this? Who are you?” the young man questioned AY “Disappear from here now, I need that girl” AY said “Can’t you see I am with the lady? Fuck off!” he said confidently, it was the last ‘fuck off’ he said in his life, as AY pulled out a hand gun and gave him a head shot, the bullet busted out the back of his head and the white knight dropped to the ground “AY what the fuck?” Amanda called out

Klaus, please help me. I feel my father's hands caress my body, and I try to struggle, but the wolfsbane keeps me between awake and asleep, and I'm at the mercy of his lustful madness. Being raped by my father is the worst thing in the world. I prefer to be tortured and killed. - You're still so beautiful, Mary. - My name's Angel. Angel. And I'm your son. A snap turns my face away. I feel the metallic taste of blood invade my taste buds, and my face boils, and I feel it swell.

Agent Hernandez whispered to Amy as if he was a doctor. “I was inside a game,” Amy uttered her question through her weak voice, trying to remember. She stared at Agent Hernandez with some light returning to her. “I remember you. You’re my colleague and you’re not human. I make fun of you, calling you my little Astro Boy.” Amy smiled a little as she ran her slender fingers across Agent Hernandez’s chin.

Chibuzor Victor Obih was born in the southern part of Nigeria. He was born in Warri, Delta State to be precise. His writings includes novels, poetry and short stories. During his free time, he likes to play soccer, read, study and above all, write. He is currently a fourth year student of a renowned public university in Nigeria (University of Port-Harcourt) where he is pursuing a bachelor's degree in Mechanical Engineering. I Am Also A Werewolf is his fourth book and his first attempt to write a beautiful novella. It talks about the wonderful story of a female werewolf who supports her human friend during his crisis with his ex-wife's parents concerning the death of his wife. It features lov

Amy didn’t shout, didn’t give warning, her fingers were already pressing into the trigger before their eyes adjusted BANG. One down neck shot, blood splattering the metal wall like a sick painting. BANG. BANG. Two more — down before they realized the angel of death wore heels. The youngest girl screamed as bullets shredded through the air. Amy ducked low, her body shielding her like instinct. Another man lunged — too slow. She turned, fired, his brains hit the floor first. The last shot rang out as one of the men lifted his hand not in surrender, but hesitation. Amy didn’t gamble with hesitation, the velvet fell from the gun like a promise broken. She stood straight, gun smoking. Her face un