Blanky The Terror Novels & Stories

I woke up in blind terror very suddenly. Monsters were chasing me, and I couldn’t get away. No matter how fast I ran. My screams encouraged them, and eventually they had me pinned against a brick wall. One of them reached for my face with it’s menacing claws just as I was waking up. They’d never gotten that close to me before.

Jax snorted as Tora buried her face in his shoulder, giggling uncontrollably. “Okay, okay, calm down,” Tora said, laughing into the phone. “I just found out today. We don’t know what they are yet. Dragons or Lycans or two angry fireballs—” “I don’t care if they come out breathing lava and howling at the moon,” Tegan declared. “You are not raising those babies without your favorite aunt. I’m coming to visit. Tomorrow. No—tonight.” “You’re literally Queen of the Vampires,” Tora reminded her. “You can’t just—”

Forester sighs, making it clear he’s bored, then mutters, ‘Let’s spice things up. The moment he reaches for the zipper of his pants, Miss Blakely’s features tighten with fear. “Fuck,” I snap as I swing around and make a run for the room they’re in. I slam the door open and order, “Get him out of here!” My eyes lock on Miss Blakely, whose breaths are rushing over her parted lips, her eyes wide with terror. Jesus fucking Christ. She’s having a panic attack. Crouching in front of her, I keep my tone as gentle as possible as I say, “You’re safe, Miss Blakely.”