Darren Criss Starkid Novels & Stories

Felix laid on the bed staring into space. He could hear the other boys’ voices from the seating room. He could hear their conversation clearly as he stared into space. Paul’s question resounded in his head. What exactly was he angry about? He actually wasn’t angry. He was just flustered his friends had found out that he had a stalker and the stalker was the governor’s daughter. Ayomide had called him the first week that they had stated classes that Jomi was looking for him. Flabbergasted, he decided not to go to the Student Union building for a week after asking for permission from the President but Ayomide kept calling every day that Jomi came everyday even after a week.

He had mentioned ice cream as motivation, and that could be an excuse for when Ally was at home and was wondering where they had gone to. He needed to make a stop at Darren Harper's house. He was the school computer whiz. There was nothing he couldn’t hack into, even though his services were not known by all. He had earned the name Darren Hacker when he first hacked into the school archive to change the record of the school valedictorian from one year to another. He had done several others but that was what gained him the recognition.

“Come back soon, okay?” “Okay,” she hung up then. “I’m going to town. Am I needed for anything?” I asked Mr Stark when he walked in. My eyes were glued to the tattoos littered all over his upper body. His left sleeve looked like a forest scenery of some sort. Right at the back, he had numbers, a date, with a tiny baby handprint. I wondered what they meant. “You can go,” he said his back to me. ***** | Emmanuel Stark |

"Please listen to me. Those beings are truly... idiotic. Just calm down and follow my instructions. Trust me." The green being infront of her started to grunt. It spoke of something she couldn't understand. ❇❇❇ The orc had just finished swooping down the last soul from the gas station. He and his comrade, Schnek were incharge of this whole area. As he was about to walk forward, he saw a figure slumping down a few steps away from him. "A normal!" "Lucky me," he thought as he licked his lip. "Another soul added to my capsule."

“Lower your expectations, then.” Sophia made a sound expressing her mockery of Miller. “I smell something burning.” I was about to tell her that the burning smell was coming from her father, who was threatening me with those frightening eyes. His chest was rising and falling heavily while he struggled with the fishing rod in his hands. “This damn thing refuses to adjust!” “Do you want me to help you, Seb?” Sara asked in a low voice. “I've told you many times not to call me Seb,” he snapped at her so harshly that everyone was startled.

Didn't spare Bryson a glance—dude was invisible. Nobody likes being iced out. And if Robin walked out with me like this? By sunrise, Bryson'd be the punchline of Crellan City. He couldn't let that happen—especially now that he knew who I really was. "Ms. Eastwood, you can't just take my—" he blurted. Robin didn't even slow down. "Got time? Google the Eastwoods in Seaport. Try us, and you'll see what we do to guys like you."

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

I spilt the tears. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I can't seem to stop replaying the moment. It was just too embarrassing that the person I've had a crush on since i first stare has his brown eyes, even if it was just for a short while, I still can't stop the memory of slap that still replay on my head. I just let my "pride" down and cry my heart out because it was just too hurt, not just because of the slap or the public but because I had a "CRUSH" on him, a crush on a lowful guy.

He undresses himself too, and sits in bed next to Meredith, spooning her body. Is nothing erotic. It’s just care and love. Starks persuades him to act like this. His presence will help Meredith's wolf to heal her body and her soul. "Her wolf is strong," Stark said. "I feel it!" “She must be. She killed Francisco Castellano. And that man was a fucking alpha blood and a strong one, not an average one.” and kissing her neck, he tells Stark:: “I need to sleep, Stark” and he closed his eyes “The last two days were a nightmare. "I need to heal myself too."

The pressure of the attack threw Kriss away, making him hit the wall but he groaned, spitting his blood. “What? Couldn’t handle it?” Zadicus teased, licking his lips, pissing Kriss. The exceptionally large circle was behind Zadicus, releasing dark and unbearable energy which made Kriss smirk. Kriss' got down. His eyes turned white, his patterns also extended, he moved one foot back, using his strongest spell as well. "Oh Protector of Divinity, purge thy land. Eliminate the one with the darkest soul- Holy Strike!" An unbelievably strong strike came from Kriss’ slash, reaching Zadicus rapidly.