Fiona Haunting Ground Novels & Stories

He was the only number on my phone besides Francis and my mother, but he wasn't answering. ​Time passed as my anxiety climbed in leaps and bounds until outside the shop became pitch black as night took its turn. Beyond the blur of illuminated shelves in the store, I couldn't see much else but small clumps of what I assumed to be shop lights along the road. I put the phone down after the thousandth attempt and look down at Sassy. She was at my feet, her black collar camouflaging with her fur as she lays in wait. ​I had to go home.

Fiona put a finger to her daughter's lips to silence her, eased her back against the door, and crouched down in front of her. She still had her tote bag over her right shoulder as her mother slowly raised the hem of her short skirt up over her brown lace stocking tops. Fiona peeled her daughter's plain white cotton panties down to her ankles, and pushed gently against the inside of her thighs so that she opened her legs for her. She lifted Annabelle's right foot slightly, so that she could untangle it from her panties and widen her stance. Her little white panties now lay around her left ankle as Fiona's warm tongue slipped in between her labia.

As I stepped through the portal, boots on, I thought of Daemon to be transported to his book. When I came out the other side, I instantly realized something had gone wrong. Even though I hadn’t visited Daemon’s world, I knew it was set in the human realm. The blood-red sky I was under was clearly not a feature of the human world. I lifted my right jacket sleeve, showing a thin metal bracelet engraved with “fuck off,” and then tapped on the word fuck, which caused a holographic keyboard to appear. As I questioned the reason for my portal’s destination, when I was trying to go to Daemon’s book, I typed in “book, blood-red, and sky” intending to reach Daemon’s book. I didn’t remember Auth havin

I didn’t even have time to stop him. Finn turned his wild, bloodshot eyes on me next. I saw the thought cross his mind—he needed to unlock two locks, after all. Before he could make a move, Lily gave a cold laugh. Her white dress rippled and swelled, transforming into a living meat grinder. With one bite, Finn disappeared. In seconds, the hallway was filled with flying scraps of red flesh. Blood splattered across Lily’s once-white dress, dyeing it completely crimson. She looked at the falling gore and whispered, her childlike voice calm and eerie,

Fiona stood there, staring at Xena’s retreating back, her mind blank for several seconds. The last bit of hope she had was gone. There was no point in counting on Xena anymore. Was she really supposed to just stand by and watch the York family collapse? No. A desperate thought began to take shape in her mind. She would go to Felix herself. Even if the odds were only one in ten thousand, she still had to try. She drove straight to Gibson Corporation headquarters. Standing beneath the towering skyscraper, Fiona suddenly felt a wave of dizziness from exhaustion. For a moment, she felt smaller than she ever had in her life. She took a deep breath, smoothed down her dress, and walked to the front

We know that Iggdrasil and Oceana should be safe because Iggdrasil is surrounded by a magic barrier, and Oceana is underwater, but we still have Provinces and no clue which one they will attack next. "Venus, please send out a message to the Farmveil Province, have them put in a rush on growing crops, and have them sent to Elvengard and Transylvania. Also, raid all the blood banks in the empire and send the blood to Transylvania. Also, I want the leader of our spies to be brought here." "Yes, Your Majesty," she says as she leaves, and a few minutes later, the leader of the spies enters my office, bowing.

As Fiona's eyes take in my gruesome appearance, her mouth opens and closes wordlessly, like a goldfish gulping for air. Horror creeps across Fiona's face, spreading like a wildfire as I reveal my glistening fangs and allow my features to shift into their true, vampiric form. I run my tongue over my blood-stained lips, relishing the taste of my recent feast. Meanwhile, Fiona resembles someone trying to perform complex math equations while spinning in circles – her mouth working silently, her eyes wide with terror. Finally, she unleashes a piercing shriek, like a damsel in distress from a cheesy horror flick. The sound reverberates through the neighborhood, likely causing curtains to twitch an

That was all she could remember after waking up at the cemetery. "Help" she screamed, not scared but she needed to leave here as soon as possible. The fact that she woke up at a cemetery worried her. She thought of her phone and quickly ran to where she woke up but couldn't find it. While searching for her phone, she noticed that what she thought to be a grave when she woke up was an endless pit, she couldn't see the end but just darkness through. She shouted but it just came back echoing. "Well that's not creepy"

Elana spoke in a foreign tone, and suddenly vines from the ground grew and trapped Fiona in the, holding her legs parted and her hands parted like a criss cross symbol, clamping her in the air. "W- what… what" Fiona stared around her, unable to believe that vines could just grow from the floor in a house and ttal her like a fly on a spider's web. She looked exactly like Elana's prey.. and with the predatory smile on her face as she approached her, she knew she was in for it now.

Harry grumbled, putting the phone down. "The olive in the garden is withering, Dracula is sucking their life" Fiona announced with panic. "Get your garden secured, anyone with blossoming powers should be informed fast, store as many items as you can" The shaman instructed and Fiona ran out, in search of wolves with blossoming powers. She left with two wolves for her garden, she went inside the store, took the seeds available and ran out. Everywhere was dark, birds screaming with agony as they flew towards the east. The sky was pregnant with a bad omen.