Halloween 8 Michael Myers Novels & Stories

Lucas grinned hungrily. Michael saw Lucas‟ mouth open revealing the inhuman teeth within, “Sweet god…this can't be!” he began to stutter prayers in Spanish. Lucas effortlessly pulled his head to one side exposing the site of the jugular vein, “Your prayers cannot help you now, Michael. You have brought your death upon yourself.” With lightning speed Lucas sunk his teeth into his neck. Jason lifted his head and grinned, showing his razor-sharp teeth hearing Michael's scream echo through the vast building then abruptly stop. Lucas had found his prey Elsa had a horrible time. The house was packed mostly with people several years older than her. Linda and Tanya got

the stranger said. Lifting my head slowly, I look up. Wide eyes, I whisper his name. “What are… you doing here, Michael?” I mumbled. “I came… to help…” Michael said. Michael was an old warlock. You could say ancient. He has kept his identity hidden. He was supposed to be dead, but he wasn’t. He was one of the oldest warlocks alive. “You look like crap,” I said. “Well, thanks to you,” Michael said, smirking.

“Yes! The wife kept haunting the husband in jail until he went almost crazy, so they contracted a necromancer to come in and find out why she wouldn’t follow Death to enter Heaven or Hell.” Michael snickered, “That guy is useless. Most of the time, he sits in a boat fishing, and we have to grab the soul. It’s his fault there are hauntings, to begin with.” “We’ll discuss that later, Michael, but first, we need to find out who this necromancer is.” Michael nodded and turned to Trixie to get details while I went to knock on the bathroom door. “Hey, did you fall in or something? You’ve been in there longer than it should take. Are you plugged up?”

Michael turned into one scary dude, he lit up everywhere, and lightning bolts were passing through him and his eyes before he levitated. Drax yelled, "Michael you are going supernova," but he didn't listen, I felt weak, I felt like I was dying and so did everyone, Ty yelled, "Michael pull back," but he wasn't having it. Harper screamed, "No!! Don't kill him, I love him, stop please," my son ran out yelling, "Dad," falling to the ground and Queen Kaitlyn yelled, "Michael, our grandson," before he pulled back and ran over to Ule. I froze, Michael was Harper's father and she looked at him in shock, she said, "Dad," before he stopped her, helping my son and Connor took my son inside, I yelled, "

Just as I stepped out of the house, a familiar figure came into view. "Hi, Nicole. Long time no see!" At the door stood a tall, handsome male werewolf. It was Andrew! My teacher must’ve been worried Henry would give me trouble, so she sent her most accomplished student to pick me up. "It’s been a while. I… thank you, Andrew. Sorry to trouble you to come in person." Seeing Andrew brought a flicker of unease to my heart.

Michael tells Jackie quickly, and he hits the button to end the call. Joe takes one small step forward, but Michael walks right past him. Michael goes straight into the big bathroom. His stomach feels totally sick. Why is his mate still awake at four in the morning? Michael grips the sink. Joe was never supposed to see him looking like a scary monster. His sweet omega husband was never supposed to find out that he fights in the dark, but he cannot erase what Joe just saw.

I had the urge to go back and force her to sleep but decided it was best to leave her be. Time past and Maya had finally gone to bed. The wind was getting colder but not enough to make me shiver. I could only hear the sound of the leaves and cars that were passing by. I liked Maya's neighbourhood, it was peaceful and welcoming unlike most of the past chosen ones. As I was taking a long glance at my surroundings. I noticed a shadow-like figure that was standing far away from where I stood. It was a shapeshifter, I could sense one anywhere. My vampiristic instincts to protect Maya suddenly kicked in. Earlier when she had spotted the same one, I had gone to chase after him but he had escaped. I