Dexter Doll Spooky Month Novels & Stories

My barely-there black sequin dress caught the light of the disco ball. My makeup was sharp and aggressive: blood-red lips and smoky, winged eyeliner that formed a seductive cat-eye. I imagined Rocco's frown, the disgusted look in his eyes he'd give me before telling me to go back and change. But this was the real me, Rosalie Thorne, the Thorn Principessa, who never had to dull her edges for anyone. Just like now. Julian had booked us the prime circular booth in the center of the club. Across from me, a male model, barely twenty, was blushing as he stared at my collarbone.

she whined, shaking her head. “I doubt anything like that would happen,” he objected and massaged his hands through her hair. “There’s nothing in here. If there was, I already got rid of it.” Anelia raised her head slightly. “Okay.” “I didn’t know you were afraid of spiders,” Dexter spoke, pretending to be surprised. He silently watched her, his eyes shining with mirth. “Aren’t you going to let go of me?”

It was Dawn and that day was the day of the Halloween festival. It was quite a busy night for Raven and her friends as they had lots of fun in the woods the night before. All of them made their way back into town as early as 6 am and by that time they could already see that the preparations for the Halloween festival was already on the way by the store keepers and they were all very serious and intentional about it with the pumpkins, decorations, lights and everything needed to actually make the night a pretty scary one.

I’m absolutely ready to submit to him, let him do literally anything and everything he- “Ahem,” I hear, breaking me out of my trance. We both immediately turn and see my grandmother. My heart warms but only for a brief moment. “As insanely happy as I am to see you--” I start to say. “No offense but--” Dex starts to say. “Yeah yeah, full moon, freshly mated. I just put a spell on the area, no one can come within a quarter mile until sunrise. Enjoy kids, we'll catch up tomorrow,” she says, with a wink.

"What's that?" "A party we throw at Crawstar," he laughed in response. "Halloween's in two days. So, normally someone throws a pre-halloween party and someone else throws the main Halloween party." "That's crazy," Liam shook his head. "So who's throwing this year's Halloween party if Trevor's throwing the pre party?" "Meee," he pointed at himself, grinning. "It's not really my choice. It's pretty much expected of me and why not. It's really going to be fun."

Her eyes followed the serpentine coil with a sense of fascination as it elegantly wound its way across his upper arm, elegantly descending to the forearm. The sophisticated details of the serpent's form drew her in, its eyes gleaming with danger; a representation of the darker facets of his existence. The serpent began intertwining with the Skeletal Tree with Bats. Skeletal branches reached skyward, and bats hung in eerie stillness, painting a haunting scene that captured Dexter's supernatural essence.

Orange whined, rubbing the sore spot dramatically. “Because all of you are irritating and keep muttering nonsense,” Dexter snapped, his teeth almost grinding together. For a split second, his expression reminded me painfully of Alexander when he was in one of his moods. Orange, completely unfazed, brightened again. “What if Ms. Ali has other friends she can introduce us to?” He high-fived Malix enthusiastically. “Shut up,” Dexter growled. “There’s a huge cage inside this pet store. Don’t make me buy it for you.”

She placed them down forcefully enough to hear the glass clunk against the wood. “Better?” she mocked. “Much better,” Wes laughed. “Now, I’m feeling the vibe. It’s only better in October when we have Halloween snacks.” “October is coming. Which reminds me, we need to talk about the Telluride Horror Show.” “That’s right.” Wes leaned back and rubbed his hand over the stubble advancing across his chin. “It’s almost time. How was Nightmare?”

Dexter died to protect her. She still remembers that fateful night as if it were yesterday, and some nights it replays in her dreams over and over, like a horror movie. The pairing celebration at the Alba Noctis Castle had been in full swing. Wolves from many packs were enjoying the event. Selene’s mother had been happy and radiant, having successfully paired a significant number of single wolves. The party was a success. Finding your destined mate under the Moon was the greatest blessing one could receive, and her mother organized those nights with great enthusiasm to help those who had yet to find their match. Dexter had been studying abroad for the past five years, pursuing his medical de

'Then this is my own kid' Mr Juan replied. Your dad had to stay with Mr Juan in case the police calls about the kids. So the end. What do you mean the end? One of Kate friends asked and he replied, that all. When it was around 8p.m I went out to face my fear for I knew the night was another full moon and those Black Cults would come again. I waited for several minutes till it was exactly 9p.m. Others were inside, the Voodoo man has gone so only I was outside. I brought out the Black cults book to read again and suddenly, I saw yellowish light coming from the middle of the book.