Another Head Hangs Lowly Novels & Stories

We were in Dawn's blue Honda civic, a hand me down from her mom, Neenee. I called Dawn's mom 'Neenee' because when we were younger I couldn't say Genie, her moms name, but as we got older the name kind of stuck so now if I try to call her by her real name everyone, including myself, just get weirded out, and so, she's my Neenee. My second mom, and my mom's best friend. Every time we went out together, people just generally thought I was Neenee's daughter which wasn't just because she was old enough to me my mother but because like me, she was also pale with ginger hair soft features, but her eyes were blue.

He gestured for Chantelle to follow him as he used his phone's weak backlight to feel his way toward the passage exit. Just as they neared the entrance, his hand suddenly touched a mass of hair. At first, Andrew thought it belonged to Chantelle, but when he turned around, he saw a large clump of hair hanging between them as well. Chantelle covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from screaming while pointing frantically upward. Andrew did not need her signal to understand the situation—he slowly looked up to see a grotesque face with no pupils and a twisted neck hanging less than three feet above their heads.

Her sore neck slowly tilted to the upper side, a cracking sound, like a bone snapped was clear as the dawn outside of the greenhouse. There, just how clear her vision could ever be, a skinny woman posture like animal that stands on four leg was hanging up there, with her hair filled with dirt and tangling to each other hanging upside down. Her arm that abnormally twist, broken bone under her skin. Kaylene's breathe stuck, as she was struck with the shocked view.

The Monroe family’s meeting hall was already in chaos, especially when the family elders heard that Quincey went against the Lowe elders and Richard took in the main culprit, Andrius, to let him recuperate. They were undoubtedly provoking the Lowes! The strongest of the Monroes was the current head, Richard, who was at the fifth Divine Step, but the Lowes had several elders at the fifth Divine Step. The family head, Howard, had reached the sixth Divine Step a decade ago. Rumor had it that the Lowes even had a forebearer who had reached the seventh Divine Step many years ago but had been in seclusion ever since, never showing himself to the world again.

What did he pay you? His hand stopped. "I don't—" "To keep me under while they cut out my pup's marrow. To end my bloodline." I turned my head. He stepped back. "What was the weight of the gold?" His shoulders sagged. He thrust release papers at me. I marked them with unsteady fingers. "Stay through the waning moon," he murmured. "Your spirit is barely anchored." "I'd rather walk into blizzard than breathe here another hour." I gathered my blood-stained clothes and walked out. My legs shook, but rage kept me upright.

The moment that I bought my head before her and adopted a poster of submission, the other guests of the table, including the Baron I was to drop in just me and tried to talk me out of it, but I knew what I had done was wrong, and I will apologize no matter what position it is that I was holding. “No your highness, please you must joy lower your head to any one for you lowering your head is the same as the moon goddess lowering her head and that is some thing that we can not condone” the burn said in the loud voice, and if it were not for the situation that we were at hand, I would’ve let out a loud laugh because of the expression that was on his face. I quickly stood up, not because they tol

He asked and i bit back my tongue. "I managed somehow." He shook his head at me and i whined. "Help me go down now." He lifted me again and i willingly wrapped my hands around his neck and resting my head on his shoulders as we proceeded. "You are grinning like a fool" he muttered and i giggled, feeling a lot younger.

Nyx giggled, easing back from Lowena. "Do you mean it?" Nyx pecked Lowena on her lips while gently groping her breasts and hips. Lowena sighed, trembling beneath Nyx's touch. "Yes." Lowena's eyes flew open, nearly ready to accept her offer, but there was no one there. Nyx had disappeared. When Lowena blinked back to reality, she realized the sun was nearly set, the bonfire raging in the distance. She tried to walk, but suddenly, there was a massive hand covering Lowena's mouth, another seizing the back of her neck. Her eyes reached to the heavens. Lowena glanced higher to see Kage towering over her, his eyes narrow slits of rage.

Melissa’s cries echo through the night. Lowell drops the bloodied dagger onto the altar with a loud clang. He turns slowly, his chest heaving, his beast form towering and terrifying. His eyes scan the field, daring anyone to challenge him. No one does. Lowell’s breath comes out in long, heavy puffs, nostrils flaring, his fur matted with blood and sweat. He looks down at Marco’s body — still, broken, and lifeless. Finally, his massive head lifts toward the night sky.

He nodded his big wolf head at her in understanding as he nuzzled her snout with his. “I cannot imagine what, what turmoil you must be facing but know that I will be by your side no matter what.” He said to her his wolf’s chest puffed out with Alpha pride, “I don’t doubt that baby” She linked back to him, “Are you nervous to meet them?” He asked her “We both know Lydia has most likely located them by now” He added to his other sentence They both chuckled knowing full well that might just be the reality.