Dammit Janet Rocky Horror Picture Show Novels & Stories

a smoky eyeshadow which makes her look like one of those strippers. Janet's eyes roams his naked upper body and I bite my tongue to contain the anger building up in me.

Which, of course, impressed Janet and her father to him. Meanwhile, from the Hall Enterprise parking lot…. Damian hadn’t gotten out of his Lexus yet. Since then, he had been so engrossed in watching the figure of Nicko, who was greeted with respect by one of the wealthiest people in Westcoast Town. Not only that, Janet’s figure seemed to steal his attention this time. The woman was considered more beautiful than the doctor Dolores who had been eyeing her. Damian secretly took a picture of them with his cell phone. He intends to ask Nicko the figure of the woman and also has a hidden plan that will be revealed at a later date.

"Let's hide here. They won't notice us. I created this space for moments like this." Catherine said, as she helped me inside the drum which covered me entirely, but it smelled of grease and I didn't mind being covered with grease. "Janet." We heard Vincent say, and right now, he was in the same room with us. "Fuck, Janet, who did this to you?" He screamed so loudly that it sent jolts of fear through my body and the images of Janet laying down dead. "Find her. She hasn't gotten far already." ## DAMON

She was feeling safe in her fathers' embrace now. "It’s okay Minnie. It’s okay to be scared and afraid. But never shut yourself off okay. Promise"? Callum stretched his hand and she held it tightly followed by her Daddy. "So Chriss, huh". Stephen looked into her eyes wiping the tears and smiled as he saw his fierce, scary, angry queen bee all blushing in her Dad's chest. ********** Tabby

Lockhart's face was a mask of pure horror and agony before he took his last shuddering breath. I admit they’re good but not as good as me. I peeked at the small gap of the closed window beside me and a triumphant smile blooms through my face. They’d just walk on a trap. Now, for the fun part of the evening. •••

she said, turning to the other. “You’re right, Janet. Something is definitely missing...this,” she said and poured her drink on my dress. “Oh my God! Are you insane?!” I screamed. I could hear murmurings ripple through the crowd. Before I could catch my breath, I felt a sudden shift in the room. The crowd parted slightly and then I saw him. Damien. He strode toward us with calm steps. His eyes flicked from me to the mess dripping down my dress, then to the two women in front of me.

Suddenly Rocky jumped out from the bushes scaring the girls. “What the Hell!! Rocky!” Nielle snapped as she was really scared. Seeing that the boys burst into laughter. But soon Rocky’s smile dropped. “What’s wrong Sir G?” Ben asked at which everyone focused on Rocky. He was looking at something. They followed his gaze and soon their smiles also dropped when they saw a mask similar to that of the killer engraved on a big rock nearby. “Oh my god!” Nielle said in a scared tone as she cling to Zara’s arm “How is this possible? Zara said in a lost tone

“Should we also lift the rocks and see?” “Didn’t you say you believe superstitions? Aren’t you scared you’ll be cursed?” “No, I realized you are here and would protect me in anything. You’ve got that pole, you know?” “What am I gonna do with this if a random ghost comes out, though? Shoo it?” Avery asked sarcastically, and Janet rolled her eyes. Just when she was about to lift the rock, a crashing sound was heard behind them. “Fuck!” Both of them cursed loudly as they got startled and Janet immediately held Avery’s hand.

Or was it just the emotions from the week weighing her down? She wiped the tears that streamed down her eyes, hurrying back to her room. She slammed the door and crashed into the cushion. She let out a scream, which got clouded by the cushion. A knock came on her door again and it opened gently. It was Janet. “I'm sorry you had to see that” she apologized. “That was—” “It's okay Janet. I'm fine. It's nothing” she tried composing herself. “Yes?” “Mr. Blackwood wants you in the gallery”

"See, there is your senior Rose, torturing the poor rocks in the beautiful pleasent morning...." Jackson pointed his finger in the direction of hill. Damian's eyes quickly followed the direction of his finger and found her. She was climbing on the rock like a monkey. Damian's heart almost skipped a bit when he saw her climbing on that high and dangerous rock which was still moist and slippery from the rain. His eyes was glued on her and suddenly her foot slipped from the rock and she stumbled a bit but quickly composed herself and started climbing again.  "This girl is fucking crazy..." He mumbled to himself.