Deadpan Book Novels & Stories

The bunker loomed in the distance like a buried beast, hidden beneath layers of overgrowth and silence. We reached the entrance Flynn marked on the map. It was an old drainage tunnel half-covered in vines and thick mud. “This feels like a terrible idea,” Max started to complain. “I should have sprayed more perfume. Looks like I’ll get a stronger one.” “Flynn better not be lying,” Diego muttered. “He’s not,” I replied, crouching to lift the grate. “His bones are too fragile for the punishment I'd deliver if he did.” “You people never seem to make me forget my wrong life decisions,” Max complained again.

When the System found me once again, I was celebrating my birthday alone. "Confirming egress from this world. Seven days until the portal opens." I nodded quietly, then grabbed a piece of cake and stuffed it into my mouth. The poor-quality cream tasted awful, but when I remembered that this was my last birthday cake in this world, I swallowed it without complaint. Before I could even put my hand down, the door to my room was violently kicked open. My older brother, Blake Rivers, saw me crouching on the floor. Disdain filled his eyes.

I wagged my finger at their faces, taunting them. “I want the both of you to see this,” I said looking at the two brothers. The Salazar brothers are known on the black market for having ruthless hearts. I'm just not sure if they could still stay indifferent when they see the people they care for slowly die in an excruciating death. I flashed them a smile as I walk around the table and spotted the pliers on the toolbox. Perfect. “Antonio, how much do you love your nails?” He opened his mouth then close it, then open them again.

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

Now it was my job to protect all of our kind. VENUS P.O.V... "Now, I know that I can't make you stay, but where's your heart, but where's your heart, but where's your-, and I know there's nothing I can say to change that part, to change that..." My eyes snap open to the alarm on my phone playing my favorite song, Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance. They have been my favorite band for years. "So many bright lights, they cast a shadow, but can I speak?"

“You know Matthew... He’s very good at his work, but he’s very loyal to us, but when it comes to the confidentiality of his work, well, we can’t force him to tell who it was,” I nodded, taking the cup of coffee, and then I took one caramel bar. I looked at it intently and then turned to her. “Why do you have so many of these?” “Tara and Stella love it,” She answered and took a deep breath. She propped her elbows on the table. “This is just crazy, Blake. I mean, I have known Sadie all my life, but Tara--” She sighed again. “She was just so simple, so innocent, and everything that her eyes see was just beautiful. When you told me about your dinner with her family, about her mom, about everythi

He paused, his head tilting as if listening to a distant melody. "But you know what they say about patience. It's a virtue I possess in absolutely no quantity whatsoever." The metal jaws clamped down around another tooth, this one further back. The man's body went rigid, his muffled screams reaching a fever pitch as Zandrei applied a slow, steady pressure, savoring the resistance before the final, sickening give. He pulled, the root tearing free with a wet, ripping sound that made one of the newer men down the line flinch.

And the fact that she still didn't lie made it even worse. "She is a reporter, she earns her bread with it." "But that doesn't mean she has to ..." “Grace! Eve! “, Mr. Keiper matures across the room. "If you don't take part in the conversation, at least be quiet and listen!" "Sorry," we both mumbled at the same time. I pulled the newspaper over to me and read the lines again that had spoiled me all morning. Proles madness in humans The level of the Venator's Guild continues to decline

Ah, I want to go. Huh, Meredith, I know you must be tired of hearing this news. I closed it :( ____ ¥ ____ ¥ _____ Ayden could feel the feeling of despair, which the girl showed in this book. A year passed, but this guy's guts still shrank. He didn't dare to read it all. When seeing Cheryl complaining, it felt like his body was washed by one drum of ice water. Guilt and regret hit hard. "Where do I suppose you are?" The man looked away from the book, saw an angel enter the room. Only wear a faded pink baby doll with a smooth fabric and shorts above the knee.

Having a premonition of an unfortunate event, Lauria hurried downstairs to inform Brian. “Brian, Jennifer is nowhere to be found.” Brian panicked and broke the bottle of wine in his hand, he quickly ran up to Jennifer's room to check, as expected there was no one. Angry Brian ordered the bodyguard to quickly find it. Jennifer, who had always been so obedient, couldn't just walk away without saying a word, let alone on her adult birthday today. Lauria was so worried that she cried, she was worried that Jennifer would have bad things and her premonitions were increasing day by day.