Cirque Du Freak Living Nightmare Novels & Stories

I managed to squeeze in beside an older couple near one of the openings. All of the lights began to turn off until the tent was plunged into darkness. Every person collectively held their breath. No one dared make a sound. "Ladies and Gentlemen! Children of all ages! Welcome to the most unique show on Earth!" A familiar voice with a heavy French accent permeated through the tent. Jules...where was he, though? "You may have gone to a circus before but believe me, you will find that whatever you have seen will pale in comparison to my Circus of the Moon. I welcome you one and all to Cirque du Lune!"

The Souths pack was the only group that was, but they were at the party. “Well did you?!” An angry voice bellowed. The black man's face was blown with anger as he barely kept himself under control. I started to shake even more. “Did I what?” “Did you kill the other pack?” I looked back down at the body. Then I looked all around me at the others. There must be at least twenty bodies lying here. Flashes of Claire and the fire ran through my mind and I remembered the cries I heard. Did they sound like Shape Shifters' screams? All of the sudden, the smell around me became too much to bare and I started to feel dizzy.

When I hear Grecia yelling at Maxx to run, I'm sorry I didn't ask for the stuntmen to not be here so well. I change quickly and run the remaining meters to reach the core of the dance club. I roar savagely as I see two of the stuntmen stroll over to a frightened Maxx, both of them giving me their full and utter consideration quickly, so I lean forward and jump up as I throw a paw at one of them. Maxx runs, staying behind me as my feet hit the ground once more. I look into it to make sure it's okay and sign it back. Thus, Greece bounces off the other specialist and hits him in the stomach. It does not hurt a little, as the specialist does.

Pitch dark inside was punctuated by spiraling neon spotlights, flickering strobe lights, and the black-lit haze of scantily clad bodies undulating on a tightly packed dance floor. Nina sauntered in first, leading the way. She reached up and touched the bouncer’s chest with her fingertips and dragged them along his pecs as she passed by. He grinned like an idiot, adjusted his pants, and as she looked back and winked at him, snapped his teeth at her playfully. Kayden grasped Nina’s hand when she reached back for him. The Gammas followed. The door swung shut behind them, and they were swallowed whole by the wild world of Freak Night at Bad Wolf.

DANIELLE'S P.O.V Upbeat hip-hop blared from the sound system which was connected to a smart tv that hung on the wall in the center of my bedroom. Layla and Sofia choreographed the moves displayed on the tv screen, moving their bodies in tune with the beat of the music, while Sofia and Alisia flipped through magazines, in search of the best hairstyles everyone would wear tomorrow.

“Neither of us wants to go backward. We need to figure this out so we can move on.” “Like I said, Curtie has never liked touch. I remember when he was like one or two, he would scream bloody murder if even Cindy held him. He couldn’t hold hands with us as we walked. I mean, it was just how he was. Sex would be near torture for him. He wouldn’t find enjoyment in the act because of the touching, even for someone that was comatose that would simply be too much for him. He wouldn’t understand either that doing so would lead to something like babies either.” Kit replied.

Then, one tear after another began to roll down her cheeks, each one carefully timed for maximum effect. "Lizzie, have you lost your mind?" Johnny snapped, leaping to her defense. "What is wrong with you? We were bored waiting for you, so we decided to watch a movie. How was I supposed to know it was a horror film? You barged in, scared her, and this is how you react?"

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Because there’s no way that woman’s name is Kira Davidson. I straighten the piece of paper from earlier and re-read the message. [Hand over the Petrov Princess or die.]

she said and held the genius' hands "what could be making you cry?" "I don't know how to say it but I'm scared of living" Juana began "What do you mean? Are you feeling suicidal?" "Not exactly but I am tired of myself. I don't know if you'll see me as a strange person just as others do, but the thing is I see things. Things I shouldn't see, and things too much for me to comprehend or bear, I can't even sleep at nights and I can't even tell anyone at home because they'd be worried" Juana stopped talking.