Dr Frank Furter Rocky Horror の小説・ストーリー

His blood dripped from his nose onto my face, even though I had clearly hurt him he had a disgusting rotten smile on his face. Just as I felt his penis push against me he’s ripped off my body and thrown across the floor, I roll spitting the pants from my mouth and I sob as drake takes in the scene around him. “Who the FUCK are You!” He roars stalking towards him, the man chuckles, pulling himself up into the corner of the room “Martin sends his regards” He chuckles throwing something in his mouth and he bites down on it “Nooo” Drake roars just as the man’s mouth bubbles up, his eyes roll in his head and within a second he drops against the wall dead, still wearing the same sickening grin on

"Why— I clamped my lips shut feeling something waft against the crook of my neck.What is it? What is it! Don't move.Don't move, I repeat it in my head as Drax leaned forward.His eyes fixated on my neck to whatever was having a walk against my skin. He moves quickly, sharp claws whipping out and directly sinking into the creature.I feel wetness against my neck, strange smell fills up my nostrils before he pulls it off me. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. A frog. Rolling my eyes in disbelief, I pull myself off the ground. "It's a tiny frog and you acted like it's something deadly" I huffed out, moving my hand to reach for the now dead frog hanging on his claw. "Don't" Drax took a hold of

This wasn’t Frankie. Frankie bent down and picked up the air nailer. She examined the equipment with a curious fascination, then looked back at Troy. He held his hands up again, but this time Frankie tapped the trigger and a nail shot out, into Troy’s hand, nailing it to the wall behind him. Troy howled in pain, but was only met with another nail through the other hand. Pinned to the wall, Frankie’s smile grew. It stretched across her face, reminding Troy of every monster movie he’d obsessed over. Suddenly, horror movies were no longer his preferred genre.

A low, dangerous growl built in his throat. Before anyone could react, Ronan moved. In a blur of motion too fast for most of them to follow, he was out of his chair and across the table. He grabbed Elder Varek by the throat with his right hand, lifting the older wolf halfway out of his seat. His fangs were fully extended, lips pulled back in a snarl. Claws pricked against Varek’s skin, drawing tiny beads of blood. The rest of the elders gasped in shock, chairs scraping as some jumped to their feet. Garrick’s hand went to his sword but he didn’t draw it, eyes wide with alarm.

His wrinkled face looked like it was crawling with countless wriggling worms. I shuddered and stepped back, whispering to Silvia, "Good thing I've got you. This place is terrifying." She snorted and suddenly shoved me forward, straight toward George. With an icy laugh, she said, "This pretty boy will make a great offering. You're going to love him." Before I could react, George gestured, and several eerie puppets stepped forward to pin me down and drain my blood. A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night.

he expressed his mind. Raum smile at Furfur. “Nahh… I’m more interested in fucking you,” he said in flirtatious way and lick his lips. Furfur could only roll his eyes and sigh. He didn’t bother to react but instead snap his fingers. A small crack suddenly appear on ground, it slowly created a black vortex. Furfur step forward and vanish without waiting for Raum. “HAHAHAHAHAHHA” Raum laughed out loud before shaking his head, then jump from the branch and followed Furfur inside the portal.

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

Frankie asked moving closer "Hey,what are you doing?" Rocky moved back "I'm ready to do anything,,so let me kiss you,,hmm??" Frankie moved more closer "Stop!" Rocky yelled Trent and Jerry were laughing loudly already Frankie pouted sadly "Are you crazy? Gosh,,," Rocky touched his chest Seven came downstairs "Where are you going?" They all asked at a time "I will be back" Seven said going out already "I'm coming with you,,," Frankie said "Don't even dare" Seven said and went out

“Nice to see you’ve settled in so well. You look right at home in a cage, little doggie.” If I were free, I’d tear his heart from his chest and eat it like the men do. “Good hunting tonight, everyone!” a boar-like man says. Another vampire says, “I hope your plan works, Drake.” The one I called Scary Guy, who must be Drake, responds. “Oh, it’ll work. I’ve sensed him lurking about.”

I said, glancing at the stack of files waiting for me. "He claimed it was urgent." I went quiet. Sandra had never exaggerated anything in her entire time working with me. If she considered something urgent, then it probably was. "Let him in," I finally said. I ended the call and immediately shifted back into the version of myself everyone knew. Dr. Karma Kuntz. Calm, Controlled, and Untouchable. I sat behind my desk and waited. A soft knock sounded at the door. "Come in." The man who stepped inside looked to be in his late forties or early fifties. There were lines around his face, the kind that came from years of stress rather than age. His expression was neutral, almost deliberately so.