Deku Novels & Stories

"The strange man disappeared before I could see if I recognized his face, but I was still in the empty meadow," I read, turning the page. "A few seconds later, a heavily antlered deer appeared." I put down the journal, looking up at Eric. "Heavily antlered?" "I didn't know how else to word it," he said, laughing. "It had a lot of antlers." "You mean more than two?" "No, it had two but they were huge antlers. Gigantic."

Loui left - leaving Rosalie and her shopping basket in one of the supermarket aisles. *** "Introduce. Me, Derick Skarsgard." Derick said as he stretched out his right hand in front of Malia. Derick Skarsgard, Skarsgard's golden boy who was in last order. Number four. Even though he was on the last list, he was still the darling of the Skarsgard elders. When any vampire mentions the best manipulator Skarsgard has, the answer is definitely Derick. Only Derick has the ability to manipulate. For Derick, he can manipulate anything and anyone in various ways.

She asked. "You don't want me to answer that." The door opened to reveal a man with beards longer than that of Mr Santa. He looked like he was in his fifties, with piercings and tattoos over his face, but what drew Alex was the moustache he had, Alex found it very funny looking. "Hey Taki," Amanda greeted. "Amanda!" He said with a strong Italian accent. "Come in, come in, I've got some news for you, good news!" He moved aside and beckoned for her to come in.

"Alex," she asked as we neared Savannah, "have you heard of Mongolia Woods?" "No." "It's a private facility west of Savannah that specializes in rehab for alcohol and drug addiction." "What? Are you serious? My mother is going to dry out?" "Does she drink?" "Yes, but not...well, it's never been a problem." She turned the screen of her iPad toward me. The old Southern estate looked similar to Montague Manor with giant oak trees draped with Spanish moss along a driveway. She swiped the screen and the next picture was of a lovely old home, large, but not as large as the manor.

Focus, Ri. Legion Vega is sitting beside me, his sharp gaze fixed ahead. He’s Arkyn’s youngest, the one who doesn’t carry the baggage of Legacy’s reputation. He looks to be about eighteen or nineteen; tall and lanky. He has long blond hair, a stark contrast to Legacy’s black hair, and when I first saw him, the color of his eyes surprised me. One is the red of his Lycan, the other is purple. “His hybrid status is still in question,” Arkyn had said. “We’ve met his Lycan and tailed beast, but that doesn’t explain the purple eye.”

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

Did Thaddeus hope to engage her services? The most important question being, how does this woman feel about werewolves? She'd hate for her or Marc's head to adorn these walls. A few more steps in and she felt as if they'd stepped into another dimension, as among the normal coterie of animals she also spotted more humanlike trophies, but humans like she'd never seen. For example, the one with porcine features including snout and tusks. There was a scaly-skinned face with no nose, just slits between the mouth and eyes. Oh, and then there was the pice de rŽsistance, the object that caught her stare, the horse head with the gleaming spire jutting from its forehead. A unicorn? But those didn't e

A sob escapes her. I walk a short way down the aisle, take a quick look at the options, and snatch a bottle with a size 1 nipple, breaking it out of the package. Walking back to my cart for some water, I take a can of formula marketed for sensitive tummies. Opening the Ozarka, I make him a bottle. "What are you doing?" she asks, looking around, obviously afraid of getting caught. "I haven't paid for any of that."

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

She looked at the juice beside the plate of cookies and asked. "How do you know I like pineapple juice?", Kaylee asked, looking up at him in surprise. "What?", Kavinsky asked and Kaylee looked at him in confusion. "I ordered my favorite, that's all", Kavinsky replied with a shrug. "Oh", Kaylee said and faced her cookie. She looked up and met Kavinsky still looking at her with mesmerized eyes. "What?", it was her time to ask. "We like the same type of juice", he said, almost in a whisper.