Dystopian Series Novels & Stories

"Not the delicate little innocent I thought you were, are you?" I crane my neck on a painful angle to look up at the gross beast poisoning my personal space with his toxic aura. Don Russell stares straight ahead, all his attention on the man he hates most. Seth and his team are already on their feet and Vivian takes her leave. Darryl is at Seth's side, talking into his ear, his hand tight around his elbow. Seth doesn't look like he's listening to a word Darryl is saying. He's seething. His jaw is tight, his fingers clenched, his chest rising and falling in deep pants.

I whispered but he just motioned for me to follow him. "Hiranyakashipu is the king of demons.” He said. “Hiranyakashipu had three sons: Lucifer, the first son, Beelzebub is the second son, and Mammon is the third son," he said, and I nodded my head, trying to put his words together. "Lucifer was a heartless soul. He wasn't ever satisfied with what he had, so he moved out of his father's land, building his own nation. Those are the demons you see, Destiny," he added, and I nodded, following Master behind.

“Thriller and thriller, the occasional mystery. I pulled my bag from under the seat in front of me and grabbed one of the markers. from Damien. — So maybe you like this author. In these books, the adventures take place in Australia and it is a series with a police protagonist. There's a touch of the supernatural as well. He looked to either side of the marker, then nodded. - Thanks for the tip. I'll look later. Then he placed the bookmark in his book and continued reading. When I turned around, Damien was watching me, a smile on his face. - Good job. Thank you.” He stretched, and stroked my arm lightly. - As is the marriage thing? “It's scary, exhausting, I don't know how we're going to mana

That not only supernatural monsters kill people. I look towards the small stream behind the widest path. Somewhere out there in the dark is a monster worse than the most psychotic serial killer. Somewhere out there is the dark one. A monster who isn’t just a dumb animal like the hamram, but some creature who apparently is after me. Why ? And how does Davina’s death fit into this ? The mental carpet can not fully dampen a dumb slap of impotence. It is my fault. “She was drained of blood”. Siri says.

'I see what's going on here, you're testing me, testing to see if I really like the things I said I did. "My all time favs are Full Metal Alchemist, both of them Brotherhood, Bleach, and now I can't wait for the third season of Seven Deadly Sins. Kill la Kill is to die for, oh the list is so long." Even though you nodded, you weren't satisfied, "I'm impressed." You said, though.

But his skin color, it’s so pale. “I’m Felix Lazarus Crimson.” He bent down and placed his lips on the back of my palm. “How did you-” My eyes widened when he starts to get blurred as if he was now fading. “Wait!” I shouted but he didn’t hear me until he vanish in front of me. I open my eyes and sat down on my bed, gasping for air. I didn’t remember myself falling asleep. I thought I was just staring at my ceiling. Crimson eyes. His face flashed in my mind, the way he smile and the way he said that he finally found me. What is he talking about? Have we met before? Because I can’t remember a single thing that we met.

A vaporous, aromatic cloud arose and filled the room. She stood motionless and stared into the cloud while an image formed in it. Then a whole scene formed clear and distinct. She saw Dominic standing amongst wolves, mountain lions, snakes, rats and bats. His face was distorted with rage and evil. Mice and rats scurried all around him. Maggie jumped back from the vision as it suddenly shifted, and Brandon Wagner rode of the darkness on his large black gelding. She could feel his power as he grew larger and his body glowed with brilliant light. “I was wrong! I had the wrong man!” Maggie wailed.

The only difference was that his container was bigger and full. As the Dagerstanteen inspected the fuel, Chasm wondered at this stay of execution. It dawned on him that this exchange was the final thing he would watch before he died. The more he thought about the conversation, the more he decided that the robust Dagerstanteens were nice to see. They didn't believe in slaves, or so Rhylent said, and that was a pleasant thought. Maybe somewhere in the universe, there were good aliens. He'd never met any, but perhaps they existed.

Cat Dyatlov was sitting at her kitchen table, staring at her computer screen. Agent Wren Gold had asked her to write another program to help process all of the information found in the newly discovered complex. She heard her front door open and looked up to see her sister Izzy coming in, carrying coffee and a bag of takeout for their dinner. “I can’t believe you are still working on that,” Izzy said to her as she set everything down on an empty corner of the table. “Did you even take a break while I was gone like you said you would?”