Billy Loomis Scream Novels & Stories

I saw with my eyes wide open as pale in bloom and did recognise of what is written and what is foretold. Billy was speaking while a group of men heard his voice and went to listen with their eyes amazed and mouth wide open. ‘Who did you see?’ random crowd inquired Billy raised his head and with a look made of all sweet accord answered. ‘I sight the Wolve price.’ His voice in awe and dismay he continued. ‘He had saved me from a trench in my bewildered, a three of tattered vampires attacked in flight like a lightning strike in the glorious realm of the blue....sky’.

The whole class looked at them because of this. Liam looked bleary as if he had been woken up by the noise. He was in a bad mood. He frowned and stood up, "What are you doing?" The boy was still frightened, "Damn it, it scared me." "..." Hearing the words, Liam looked at the screen and happened to see the ghost climbing out of the TV. His eyes were fixed, and his expression did not change at all, "Can this be as f*cking scary as you?"

The voice of screaming pain echoed in the warehouse. "Billy is mine." I hear Nick say. He grabbed the shoulder of Billy and I could see him trembling in fear. He was shaking after that one hit from Nick and I'm sure it was strong as fuck. Nick moved closer to Billy's ear and then he started hitting him. The sounds of the paddle hitting the bottom made me want to cry. The sound of these men yelling out after every hit was making my heart uneasy. I wanted to go near them and stop what they were doing but I was scared. Billy was already too drunk and he can't even stand anymore. I see him crying too. My tears were bawling out from my eyes and I pity him so much.

Her wolf’s eyes were locked on her burly friend, her back to Billy, and Mick was right behind her, hands raised like he was trying to calm Billy down. “He’s a friend, man. Chill out,” Mick said calmly. Another huge man, clearly a werebear, was standing close to Chloe, whispering words to his fellow giant. The braids guy was a werebear also. “What happened?” I asked Dez, trying to take it all in to assess what to do. “I don’t know, man,” he whispered, pushing Emily behind his back. “Billy walked out and growled ‘mate’, then all hell broke loose.”

Just thinking about the things going through his head right now is enough to make me want to tear my hair out. “LIAM!” I scream out, sprinting through the woods, following the faint scent. Axel told me to stop and give him his space, but when I told him what Liam overheard, the terrible thing I had said as if it were some joke, he went pale and called Billy and Jacob for backup. Thank heavens Billy and Bea are back from their most recent mission. He has a way of being able to find people quickly.

Liam runs to the basement in the hope of finding something. As Liam approaches the basement, a set of screams echo in his ears. Liam exhaled his breath, opening the basement door slightly. Fuck—Aaron captured everyone except the head of the team. Liam closes his eyes in fear when Aaron shoots a man with their answer that they don't know about their client. Liam has never seen Aaron so furious; Aaron's beautiful blue eyes are scaring Liam today. Unfortunately, there is no camera in the basement area, as Aaron punishes his enemies here.

Her laughter sounded miserable. “What was I all this time?” she whispered. “Just an outlet?” Thabita closed her eyes, letting the tears fall without restraint. That night, something inside her broke. Billy held his breath deeply. His chest felt hot, his breathing heavy, and there was a strange sensation crawling from the back of his neck down to his abdomen. He clenched his jaw, trying to steady himself. “What are you doing?” Billy’s voice was low, clearly restraining anger. Donna moved closer, pretending to be startled. “Billy, I just wanted to—”

Kayla’s POV The scream that tore from my throat didn’t sound human. It was raw, guttural, torn from somewhere deep inside me. The car that hit Liam didn’t stop—it kept going until it disappeared into the rain, its taillights vanishing like dying embers in the dark. I crawled toward him on trembling hands, the cold pavement slick beneath my palms. Rain soaked through my clothes, mixing with the blood pooling around him. “Liam!” My voice cracked, my hands shaking as I reached for him.

She gripped the barrier and screamed Adrian's name, accusing him of ruining her life. Adrian never looked at her. His attention stayed on the evidence screen, where the ballroom footage played without sound. The entire pack was laughing. So was he.

BECCA’S POV The concrete was freezing, but in my head, I was running through a field of fire. I was back at the university gate, but everyone was holding funeral candles. I turned to run, but my feet were stuck in a thick, black sludge that smelled of filth and old blood. "You can't run from the Loom, Rebecca!"