Faust Mayhem Novels & Stories

It gave him a huffing noise and clapped its teeth as if telling him how agitated and nervous it was upon tasting his blood, then roared at him with tremendous, deafening sounds in front of his face. Sage smelled its breath, and he now realised how it was rancid. "Fuck it, you smell like a dead, rotten rat, my boy. But take that blood of mine, taste it, and savour it." He murmured and stepped back with a knowing look. Sage knew his blood would help get the feral beast out of Tomas's mind. All he needed to do was wait and buy some time.

God help me, I will put a bullet between his eyes and never regret it. "Fuck! Damian, what did you do?" I ask through gritted teeth. "Remember when I asked you to take the money from Fausto and go on a vacation with me?" "I said no because it was a bad idea. Please don't tell me you didn't listen" I feel a headache building up behind my eyes. Whoever said money is the root of all evil wasn't lying. "I couldn't resist Cara. I'm sorry" "So that's why Padre killed Fausto. Because the guy couldn't produce the money?"

“That’s where they are, Chief—the missing ones. Streambed filled up, got dammed off below the line someplace, and filled with rainwater. They’re there: the other two. Under the water.” “Ah shit, no,” he said, dread sinking into his guts. He stared at her. “Who did this? Do you know who he is?” “No,” said Katie, shaking rancid droplets from her fingers. “But they did.” Palm Clemency staggered a bit, unsteady on his feet. “Shit . . . ” he murmured in that grim voice. He leaned against the tree in his dark blue Chief of Police jacket, shaken to his soul, looking as if the world as he knew it had come to an end. “Merciful God, it’s true. We’re cursed. All fucking cursed.”

Sapphire glared angrily at the other person and asked in a low voice, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" "Are you insane? Let go of my hand..." He attempted to struggle with Sapphire, but she did not move. You only added more pressure, pressing his hand so firmly that he could feel the pain in his wrist. Sapphire muttered, pressing more firmly, "Please apologise before I disconnect your bones," and she did so. The guy uttered, "What the fuck," and then turned his attention straight to Flora.

The moon shined brighter as it followed us to climb up a slope. Upon reaching the top of the slope, He came to halt while I tried to catch my breath from laughing. It felt strange but I was happy only that tears were streaming down my face. Was I traumatized? I stopped laughing, noticing his glare at me. He tried to mimic my laughter afterwards but it came out horribly and it made me laugh more. He began to howl, strangely I found that amusing as it made goosebumps appear on my skin. What was he trying to communicate to the universe? Or was this some sort of ritual before I got killed?

And not just because of his physical monstrosity, it's the way his gaze seems to penetrate deep through my dark core. I shook my head. It's not the time to overthink and trap myself into the endless loop of what-ifs and probably. I haven't forgiven myself for being careless and for not rounding up the complete list of everyone working inside the organization. The possibility that Bast is my uncle is eighty-twenty, in addition to that there's also a good chance that he was behind the fifty million dollars transfer on the offshore account that my biological mother has set up for me. I know fucked when I see one. And as I looked on the reflection of myself on the gleaming countertop, I saw a fa

Victoria spoke coldly like her soul was dead. "Call me Maddox. Demon? and Angel? " I nodded to each of them as tough men do. "I am a wolf/Angel hybrid," Carter spoke as cold as Victoria. "I am both warlock and Demon, but what I really am is deadly." Daniel joked, making me feel a little more at ease. "Where is Mayhem?" Carter asked Victoria, who was viewing something on her tablet. "She is coming. She will be here by morning. She was just finishing a job in brazil. She is on a redeye tonight.' Victoria answered, not looking up from her tablet.

"It's finally time.." As soon as the blood moon appeared, Mayhem released a shaky breath. "Did you feel that?" I blinked at his question, "Felt what?" "You're my mate!" he exclaimed happily, hugging me, and I was confused, not feeling anything. Is there something wrong with me? "Mayhem-" "I want to be with you-" My moment with Mayhem was cut off as soon as my father's aid came back with a panicked voice, "They found us!" We all stopped in motion, and I glanced at Mayhem, who instantly understood what was happening.

the witch nods, "but this war is a show of wills. I want to show you all I can, make you all fall. Wolves, dragons, vampires, faes." "Faes are a peaceful kind. They never hold arms." "That's where you are wrong," the witch challenges, "The faes hold unknown magic. That alone should be alarming." "Why?" "I'm searching for a power that is far greater." "The ancient power of the wolves is not yours." "It's not yours either." She rises. The witch whispers and slowly makes her way to me. My body shifts from her dark energy. I'm on my knees before she grabs the sides of my temples. My eyes roll back before a gush of wind swirls in my vision. I gasp for air before I'm sucked in.

He spoke softly. "I am sorry for hurting you. But it is all your fault. You made me like this. You turned me into a beast and a monster. If you hadn’t left with that day I would have never been like this. You don’t know how much I have suffered because of you. You made me insane, a lunatic, a psycho. I am sorry Rosebud but now.." Xavier smirked and glared her sleeping figure with his psychotic eyes as he spoke in a spooky tone.