Drunk Deer Mga Nobela at Kwento

I kissed her lips before going to chase the animal. I tried not to make any sound as I walked towards a certain deer my eyes fell on. I hid behind a tree when I saw the deer looking around. I knew it could sense my presence and that's why it started to move away; however, I was quicker as I launched on it, tackling it on the ground. The deer struggled in my arms, doing its best to escape, but my grip was strong. I pierced my fangs in its neck, causing it to let out a sound of pain. I hungrily drank the blood that oozed out of its neck; I needed it so badly.

If you have ever been drunk while driving you would understand how I feel, I almost is a shift of chances, I ran into a trailer because I was drunk and suddenly went into a sharp deep sleep on the starring, next was a bright headlight the vehicle sparkles out my consciousness when I knew I was face to face with a trailer. It was like a movie when a huge dog bounced on my car and pulled me out, the way my car was compressed from the smash of the heavy-duty trailer, one would describe the driver's body as shrinking into a squeezed paper. Drake pops up with an unplanned smile on his face and both of hugged each other like a brother who had missed the other and the unhugged.

The doe collapsed, paralyzed. Claire got up and stared into the dying deer’s eyes. She had never seen an animal die. People, yes. Many people. But never an animal. The deer screamed, scaring some birds away while attracting others. But she was not dying. Claire cocked her head, calm, violet eyes staring the deer’s crazed, brown eyes. “Why are you still trying to live?” she asked her.

Jayden replied. The sentries led Jayden and Lavender to the forest and showed him what they had found. Jayden and Lavender stared at the sight in shock. It was indeed a strange sight. It was a dead deer but it hadn't died from a natural cause or from injuries inflicted by a predator. Instead it looked white and pale like there was no blood in it. Jayden bent down to inspect the animal. There was no injury on it's body apart from two small puncture holes on its neck.

He had not a care in the world as the excitement of being in mid-chase had gotten the better of him and he found himself throwing caution to the wind and pouncing on the wounded, but still very well-armed deer that had taken a direct swipe from his massive claws. The black fiend growled as it clamped tight and powerful jaws along the throat of the whining deer as they both collapsed with the loss of the deer's ability to stay upright and the added weight of the starved werewolf who had no intention of letting go of the fast fading beast. One last gasp on the part of the deer as it kicked its legs up into the air filled the ears of the snarling monster before it tore out the throat and lapped

I catch another buck swiftly and manage to murder another one by sheer luck. This time, however, I’m too tired to drag the deer back so I howl up at the sky. I don’t expect the dragon to understand, but he does. He darts out from the forest and just as before, he devours the food in instant. A burp leaves his lips, and before I know it, he bumps his head into my side, so I fall on my ass. Three seconds later, he innocently rests his heavy head in my lap as if he hadn’t just eaten three full-grown deer.

When we are close enough, we pounce. The deer sees us now, but it's far too late, we have him cornered, predicting the direction he'd run towards. Veronica claws at him the moment he makes to run, slicing her razor-sharp claws through his throat. The wounded deer falls to the ground, and the tangy scent of blood propels me forward, and I find myself filled with the unquenchable hunger to drink his blood, and despite the almost overpowering need, I refuse, because it's against our tradition.

“If we’re quiet, we might even spot one!” The children hushed, their eyes wide with anticipation. They moved carefully, their footsteps light as they ventured deeper into the woods. Suddenly, a graceful doe emerged from the trees, pausing to drink from a nearby stream. “Look!” Leo whispered, gesturing for everyone to stop. They stood in awe, watching as the deer drank, its elegant movements captivating them. For a brief moment, the world felt still, and they shared a collective sense of wonder. After the deer gracefully disappeared back into the forest, the group resumed their journey, the atmosphere filled with excitement from the encounter. Leo noticed how the shared experience had deepene

As I drove the uncertain path, an odd observation disrupted my drunken trance. "Why are the trees coming closer?" I pondered aloud, squinting my eyes in a futile attempt to discern the weird sensation. Unfortunately, in my drunken state I realised what was happening. "That's not a tree… that's a huge vehicle!!" The only swift action I managed was to slam so hard on the brakes, pushing my forehead into the unyielding embrace of the steering wheel. “Ugh…” The metallic scent of blood spread throughout my senses, a visceral reminder of the harsh hit.

Shit! The deer looked startled in the direction of the noise and reared up to flee. And before he could bolt, I jumped on the fresh flesh and snapped at his neck. There was no chance of him running away anyway. My big body was on top of his and my jaw was choking the animal that was still trying to escape. I could feel the metallic taste in my mouth. I clamped my teeth tighter over his artery and could see the deer stop moving. My wolf was satisfied with what she had caught and didn't wait long to start devouring it.