Fresno Night Crawlers Novels & Stories

This better be successful because I have everything to loss if this fails, including Natalie. I lay in bed that night hoping, listening for any sound that my human ear can hear. Waiting for there arrival. Slowly the hours tickle away and it is soon approaching dawn before I hear the first roar of the monsters as they all return home. I jump out of bed and race out into the backyard to see a sight I had not expected.

After a while, Leslie stretched and yawned, feeling the weight of sleep. ​"Hey, I'm tired. Let’s go back, it’s really late," Leslie suggested. ​"You go ahead," Scarlett replied firmly. "I’ll head back later. I just want to stay a bit longer." ​Leslie looked at her with a mix of worry and resignation, but finally nodded and began walking back to camp. Scarlett was left alone by the lake, unaware that she was being watched from the other side of the water. ​Across the lake, Zafira and her sister Zahia—two gorgons, women with serpent tails instead of legs—hid in the shadows. Zafira, her serpentine body coiling around itself, watched Scarlett with a mix of surprise and overflowing rage.

Then reality crashed back. “Shit, the clock,” she whispered, eyes wide. It was nearly 1:30 a.m. “We have to clean everything. Tom will notice if the sheets smell like sex.” Panic mode set in. Lisa jumped up, cum already leaking down her thighs. She stripped the bed with frantic speed and wiped down every surface they might have touched. Her hands shook as she checked her phone, no messages from Tom yet. Jake pulled her close one last time, kissing her deeply. “This was insane. But worth it.”

Leo repeated, entirely ignoring her as a commercial delivery vehicle hissed its air brakes in the alley below. Once the door clicked shut behind her, the studio settled into that familiar, domestic rhythm that I had grown to love. I completed three more dispatch logs, my fingers flying across the keyboard with the same efficiency I’d once used to count out coffee cups. By 2:00 PM, the rain had arrived, turning the brick walls of the opposite alley into a dark, glistening canvas. The twins were growing restless, their small bodies bouncing off the edges of our twin mattresses. "Alright, monsters," I said, shutting down my terminal line. "Put your boots on. We’re going down to the grocery stor

It's only then that I realize what they are: nightcrawlers. Before I can even process what's happening, the nightcrawler slams his hand down on the man's chest, and the man crumples to the ground. I scream, but the tiny sound is muffled by the tree trunk. Tears stream down my face as I watch the nightcrawlers turn on the man, attacking him with ferocity. They offered him no mercy as they came at him all at once. No... I screamed in my head. This isn't fair. There are six of them, and they're all fighting against one man.

******* ~~~THE BEDROOM ~~~ Later in the night, Jayden was having a nightmare and was sweating profusely, he jerked up quickly and sighed. "Oh gosh". he stares at Maya to see her sleeping calmly, he kisses her cheek, and leaves to get some water from the dispenser, he gulps the full glass of water and returns to the bed, he caresses Maya in his arms, and soon after, he drifts to sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next morning, both were having their breakfast at the dining table, Maya noticed his mood as he barely touched his food. " Jayden, are you okay?". She asked

I lightly wondered if I had imagined them being there as I did with Niklaus being a real human being. The long walk helped me clear my mind and I welcomed the peace it gave me. Cars passed me by as they drove down the street. Some of them slowed down, but they hadn’t stopped. Just as another truck drove by, I could hear loud cheering. I stopped and watched it drive by, the members of the “cult” occupying the bed of the truck and making as much noise as they could. I had just reached my hand in my bag to grab my headphones when it suddenly braked and drove backwards.

"Did you hear about the Midnight Cowboy!?" "I heard that he—" "—my cousin Delores said—" "—he's SO dreamy, like—" "—I heard he kills people—" "—pero, better than—" "Veronica…Veronica…? HEY Ronnie!" "I'm awake!" My eyes are blurry, tracking the streaming neon lights of Nines. I must have fallen asleep after my shift at Open Palms Retirement Home.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Step one was dealing with the bracelet. I was thinking about how to get my bracelet to David because that was important to me, but I didn’t know how to react or even function if I saw him again, knowing what happened last night. What if I asked him if there were any specific bracelets in his room when he forgot who the girl he slept with was, then I am going to be doomed. It feels like I made him remember that I am the woman he spent the night with. Thinking about this infuriated me until my phone rang. It was River.