Clockwork Doll Novels & Stories

My stomach twisted violently at the thought, and I had to steady myself, my fingers curling slowly at my sides. “Julian,” I called, my voice tight, strained. He stepped forward immediately, his brows furrowed in confusion. “Yes, Ms. Rhonda?” I pointed at the dismantled clock, my eyes not leaving the small, evil-looking camera. “Since when has that clock been there?” He blinked, clearly not expecting that question. “That clock?” he muttered, glancing between me and the wall. He paused, thinking. “It’s been there for a long time. Since your grandfather was still in office, I believe.”

George hugs her and kisses her temple. “Of course, Baby. Whatever you want.” She nods and takes his hand before heading back out. Archie is sorting through the bags of pieces, and some of the cousins are bringing him more pieces. It seems like most of the clockwork could be salvaged, but the box itself had been shattered beyond repair. Archie promises to use as much of the old pieces as he can and Celine nods, but keeps walking towards her father and aunt. She pulls the necklace in its box from her bag and hands it to her aunt.

“Why did the witches find Barbara's place being held captive this late? We won't have time to save that girl!” Rokan Allegro took a few steps forward and patted Linda on the shoulder once with understanding. “Don't worry, Mrs. Alexander. We've sent a select group of witches over there. We will never let Sacred Wolvire fall into Hugo's hands, I promise.” “But they will still be late!” Aryadi interrupted loudly from where he was sitting. Rokan Allegro raised his hand as if he was going to stop something. “They used Body Transfer to go there. It will only take five hours. Pretty quicker than if a vampire or shifter darted over there.”

He will again take control over me. Before I could do anything the devil inside me said," You are becoming weak again. What's all this doll!! My doll!! Don't forget about your revenge. You are a ruthless mafia and there is no mercy inside you. Don't forget this!" My head is again spinning and my mood is again ruining. I took out another pill from my pocket and gulped it down. If this situation continues then one day I will become crazy.

Then again she had just been so relieved and giddy that she had been able to hopefully help impress Lucas into making a deal with Nathaniel. By the time the girls were back in the den, clean of sweat and glitter and all tucked up in their cots under layers of blankets and clothing to fight off the cold, Chloe had all but forgotten about her meeting with the mysterious British werewolf. Sleep came quickly, pulling her into its warm embrace when her dreams were filled with sultry hazel eyes that would glow gold. She wasn't sure how long she had been asleep but she was pulled from her dreams by someone shaking her.

The intense flashings of light produced by the cameras blinded me as the thick satin cloth had been removed from my cage. Choruses of awes, claps, and cheers erupted from below the auction block. My heart was beating faster than the horses racing on the track field as the bidding started. “Ladies and gentlemen, for our last item in the cart. This lovely young lady, a twenty years old doll. She was silent but a bit feisty. She can be whatever you want her to be. A trophy for this lovely evening to satisfy the needs of your carnal desires.”

Hearing Wanda’s confession, the soul in the lantern started to talk. “What do you want from me?” Smiling, Wanda let the insanity gleam in her eyes. “Oh, I want many things. Your body is a very good fertiliser for my flowers and trees. It’s the best we’ve seen in a century, so I’m afraid I can’t give that back. However, I have something even better for you. I have a doll that you might have heard about when you signed up for the NNN Challenge. That new android love doll is a modern voodoo doll meant to stimulate sexual arousal in our tentacle workers for better work efficiency. However, I want to make one without any curses for you.”

“We will avenge you, Julian! Chloe, you’ve destroyed his life and honor!” Percy snarled, “We took in an orphan like you, and this is how you repay us?” The Tribunal was turning into a chorus of howls, fury vibrating the walls. “Order!” The judge’s gavel cracked against the bench. I spoke evenly. “Your Honor, please play the second folder.” The footage showed the Plush Wolf Doll strolling casually out of the bedroom, opening the refrigerator, and drinking from a bottle. The entire room froze. “That… is it possessed?”

It was the silence that followed the cannon fire. ​“Cassian, look out!” Winnie cried. ​I spun just in time to see a mechanical monstrosity crashing through a glass storefront. It was a ‘Clockwork Hound’—a terrifying blend of brass gears and biological components, its eyes glowing with a red, artificial light. It lunged at me, its steel jaws snapping with enough force to crush a boulder. ​I didn’t move. I let the shadow take me.

The ceiling of the vault did not just crack; it began to shed great chunks of interlocking stone that smashed onto the floor below. The mechanical scream of the Erasers' Drill-Speakers upstairs tore through the air, vibrating at a frequency specifically designed to turn the ancient masonry into sand. Fine red dust rained down onto the brass teeth of the clockwork core, making the slow, silent gears stutter and grind as they fought against the friction.