Faust Mayhem Novels & Stories

Greedy bitch. Kema: What's happening to me? Aaahhh!!!! My head. My brain. May: Shit! Your mortal body can't handle the power of a celestial object[Jar of truth]. So it's taking Massive toil on your brain. Kema: Helppp! Please....Haaaargh.... Kema's head exploded, spilling out brain matter to the ground. The chains bounding May, disintegrated into dust. May stretched out her hands, and it made joint cracking sounds.

“We have everything we need. But the creature… it’s absorbed too many souls. It’s stronger than anything we’ve faced.” Damien’s eyes burned crimson. “Then we end it. Together.” The Final Assault The fusion creature smashed through the chamber entrance like a nightmare given form. It was a towering abomination — a grotesque amalgamation of hundreds of infected. Faces of their lost loved ones pressed against its skin: Elara, Viktor, Tyler, Marcus, Mia, Professor Alden, and dozens more. It moved with unnatural intelligence, screaming in a chorus of stolen voices. “You cannot have them!” it roared. “They belong to the Rage!”

even was. It told me: [Conditions unmet. Mission will initiate upon sufficient capability and target reacquisition. Program will remain active until completion.] Because it had no emotions, it gave me books—endless books—to study. I crouched in front of her, the hatred in my eyes no longer hidden. "I wanted you dead. How could I ever fall in love with you?" With that, I got on my bike and sped off. The private investigator, Callum Vance, whom I hired also sent me good news.

Others may understand her far too well. This story explores complicated emotions, forbidden desires, family fractures, power imbalances, and the desperate human need to be seen. It is about the cost of silence and the courage required to reclaim your life after years of shrinking yourself for the comfort of others. At its heart, Beautifully Unfaithful asks a simple question: What happens when the person who vowed to love you stops seeing you? And what happens when someone considered to be off-limit finally does? Thank you for trusting me with Laurel's story.

To her, that was enough evidence to blow up inside the restaurant. Fuchsia’s eyes widened when she saw Purple’s furious glare. Fear was evident in her expression. “Ah-big sis?” she stammered. “Don’t call me ‘big sis’! We’re equally beautiful!” Purple shouted. She approached Fuchsia and pointed at her. “Who do you think you are, trying to fool my brother?” “You have another guy, Kaye?” Fuchsia’s companion asked, confused. Tears ran down his face. He couldn’t believe Fuchsia could do that.

LAUN'S POV. Who the fuck did this bitch think she was talking to? “Are you out of your mind?” I cursed her. Before I could utter another word my phone began to ring. “I have better things to attend to.” I grumbled loudly before leaving where I stood opposite her and walking over to the bed where I had dropped my phone. I leaned towards the bed and reached for my phone. It was my friend from the FBI. “Get out.” I ordered Vera. The last thing that I wanted was for her to listen to my conversation. I wasn't sure of who she was yet. I didn't know if she was on my side or she was just a spy for her selfish father.

My mom grabbed my arm but I pushed her with a fling. “Stay out of this!” I snarled at her, then turned to Delanxy, oblivious of the phones recording the incident. “I've had enough of your stupidity and games. Serafina's where you should have drawn the line, but since you choose to be nonchalant, you’ll have to face the gruesome consequence of your actions.” “Rapheal please! Please let her go!”

Their mutual antipathy seemed to have grown overnight, setting the stage for a challenging journey ahead. ******************************* Xavier and Davina began to argue over paint colour and as Xavier and Davina continued their entertaining yet futile paint color dispute, Mel, Xavier's ex-girlfriend, had embarked on a mission of her own. She was determined to confront Xavier about their unresolved issues, and she chose to do so with a surprise visit to his house while he was at work. Mel stood before the front door, hesitating for a moment. She knocked gently, but there was no response. To her surprise, the door was unlocked. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she entered cautiously,

“What are you talking about?” Joe said, reaching over to wipe my tears. Through the watery blur, I caught a glimpse of something unsettling in his eyes—an unhealthy obsession, a madness barely concealed. My hands clenched tightly behind me. How disgusting! Was he trying to replace my mother with me in his twisted mind? I quickly turned my head, taking a step back. “James loves Mia more than he loves me. If I marry him, how can I guarantee my children would have a father’s undivided love?”

"Eve, I'm sorry for missing our date. Regardless of my excuse, you must have waited a long, long time for me. That's my fault. To be honest, I knew it was you the moment you added me with your anonymous account. That's because I've seen you logging into that account in the library. "I was surprised when you asked me if I'd like to have that kind of video chat with you. It was hard to imagine you doing something like that because you seemed so well-behaved. I couldn't help but feel happy when I learned that I was the first person you asked to do it. I knew you weren't a girl who often found pleasure using such methods. You only did it to find out how I felt about you."