Female Michael Myers Novels & Stories

Fiona said airily, without making eye contact. "You shouldn't let that woman get into your head. She is a nobody and doesn't mean anything. Her existence is just like the sands on the beach-they washed away when the tides come in. So, don't let her ruin your day." Tracey said, motivating her. "I will try not to, Mrs Tracey." Fiona said, faking her enthusiasm.

" I said firmly. She turned to me in shock! Then rushed to me. I'm ready for all possibilities. Maybe she will attack me. "You dare with me, huh?! What's your name?! Maharani! Watch out you!" she threatened as she rushed out. I followed her from behind, Mr. Security, I coded to make sure she really left. It's true that women have no morals, go to others house to get angry and scream. Also with Mr. Kusuma, where is he. Or he might have left a meeting or something. Oh, I'll ask later. He owes me, who is that woman.

I'm sitting relaxing when I hear a high pitch voice behind me. "Look who it is! The loser of the pack the girl with no wolf." Brittany great I just had to run in to her. I turn around to see her and her posse. Standing 5'8 with platinum blond hair and tight fitting clothes that leave nothing to imagine she is pure evil. I like to call her queen bitch but in truth she is the Alphas daughter and was my friend tell I turned 15 and didn't get my wolf then she just picked on me.

Moira and Charles are at the door in seconds, both watching behind me as Charles jerks me inside. "My heavens, you're a mess. What happened?" Moira grabs a blanket from the sofa and wraps me up. My hair is drenched, sticking to my bare body as I shiver. Dots of my blood roll down my legs to the wooden floor. Moira refuses to look at it, but waves Charles out if the room. "I was attacked by a male were. He knew my name. He has watched me and he tried to take me with him. He tore my legs, and kept trying for my throat. I think he was going to kill me."

Practically it was impossible because there was fog all around; It was 2 am, why wouldn't there be smoke and fog with the cold winds making her shiver. She held the blanket tightly before she started walking; She was halfway in the corridor when she heard the door of another room opening; slaps of cold wind increased as she turned around only to see a girl rubbing her eyes; her eyes fell on Maya as she froze. Maya knew if that girl will scream she will be in trouble and that means attention; uncle Max will tell all the teachers about her medical history and then she will have to bear those pitiful looks; Maya did not want even one percent.

Liam ordered the group. We all parted from Veronica, leaving her and two other girls that she was going to share this kill with. I licked my lips in anticipation. My beast wanted to laugh. How could we be intimidated by a female who couldn't even take down her own bear? It was funny. She wasn't worthy for our male. As much as she wanted to think she was good enough for him, my beast and I both knew she wasn't. Her mate would be at her level when she finally met him.

Alpha Ryan Damison All I see is red. Anger. My veins ferociously pulsate hard as I think of my mate. My mate is a guy, I can’t accept this shit. Clearly, the Moon goddess had it out for me. What a sly bitch, as there is no more hilarious mistake than pairing me with a guy! I knew she hated me from the start. But there were bigger bastards than me in the past. Then why me? Why? My chest heaves menacingly, anger and fury rising to the surface. The way my mate existed disgusts me. His gender disgust me, his thin body, his weakness, everything about him disgusts me.

Skylar's Pov (continuation.) "I am Clark Mary." The first girl introduce. She has a blond, curly, long hair. With a slim perfect body. I think i will call her. Super man. Ya know they have the same name. Clark, Clark. See. Oh...mm maybe I should call her super woman.cause ya know, she is a girl. "Am Anita Spyder." The girl next to her says with a small bow. One that makes her look a lot like a British, her wavy hair making it's way to the front.

She was certain her attacker worked in this hospital and would eventually be found. She insisted on personally examining every patient, necessary or not, using these opportunities to inspect their inner thighs for scarring. The scar would be years old and likely faint, requiring her to spend considerable time on examinations. This fueled rumors, damaging her reputation. Yet she discovered this wasn't entirely disadvantageous—as her notoriety spread, more male doctors sought her out for "pleasure", accelerating her search for the perpetrator. Two years had passed since she first joined. Ross from orthopedics was one visitor she suspected, as was Dr. Welch, the Chief Medical Officer, but the s

She looked so frightened that she wanted to shout but was weak. "Hush, Lady Mary, do you remember me?" I whispered, then moved closer to her bed. "I'm Eva Green, a former student of yours!" The woman thought for a moment, her eyes wide as she tried to recall the name. Soon she remembered and stared at me again with her blank eyes. She tried to sit up on the bed with her hands, but they were too weak to lift. Her leg, which was in a cast, seemed to be nailed to the bed to keep her from moving.