Fahrenheit 451 Novels & Stories

‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY.’’ The phrase rambled on much to the shock of Donovan. Of course, he was no stranger to the notorious phrase which had been the badge of the mystery killer that had been running amok through the city. In this moment, Donovan could only perceive danger close by. His sense of suspicion was aroused as he shot a look down the isle to examine the surrounding space, but everything seemed quite all right. Again he shifted his gaze towards the bunk where Natasha had been lying only to realise a vacant bunk. Alas, Natasha was no longer in her bed space. She had vanished out of sight. This time, Donovan was startled to death even as the receiver rambled on in

I have to hold myself up with my palms against my knees as I try to catch my breath. I let out a slight wheeze as the Packhouse warrior walks my way, my face turning a crimson color as he raises his eyebrows at me. "May I help you miss?" He asked me; his face slathered with concern. "I'm okay," I reply, my heart rate finally slowing down. "I have a meeting with Alpha Romano today."

"Motherfucker!" ...

He asked, glaring at Williams. “Exactly what would have happened to your wife if she had opened that letter. Only, unlike Trevor, she wouldn't survive it. She would be dead in less than three minutes because this was made with her in mind. The paper is coated with axantrifa, and the reason she wants you to deliver it is so that you can watch her die.” Williams explained.

My eyes lock on a figure in a dark hooded top disappearing behind a tree. “I come to apologize, and you try to kill me,” I murmur. “This is even worse than a Christmas movie. At least no one tried to kill anyone in one of those.”

"You really don't love me anymore. If you're willing to turn around, we can get married right away. Give me one more chance, Esther. "You said you didn't want me to have too much contact with other women. I'll change. Why? Why are you doing this to me?" He punched the wall repeatedly, not even feeling the pain. Matthew tried to talk him down, but it was useless.

I poured another glass of whiskey and let the fire settle in my chest. One week. That was all the time I had to turn fury into fascination. And I never lost.

His round face, chubby cheeks,big belly,bald head ,bushy eyebrows,his silly smile his tired looking eyes, everything about him. " Mr Elias please, the clients are in the conference room and the meeting should start in a few minutes." His assistant said while writing something on her notepad. Mr Elias finished eating his last piece of cookie and wiped his mouth and hands, that's why he was fat and short because he ate too much. "Alright Marianne, shall we?" "Sure sir." Miranda's house " Hey,you finally woke up!" " I thought I told you to leave, what are you still waiting for Mr Michaelson?" Miranda asked in a low angry voice.

I explained as I smiled. “A few decades ago, Micah wrote a book in honors of our mother which had some occult practices and I think it was called ‘The enlightened.’” I said before I got up. “I need to go to the library.” I said as I got up as well as Azreal. “Thank you so much.” I said as I hugged Azreal who froze on my warm greeting. He hugged me back slowly before he relaxed his head on my shoulders. “You are welcome.” He said and I smiled.

He finally had her. THE END