Hantu Dodi Novels & Stories

It was his first time wishing that no one in this world could recognize him. Hank was astounded. ‘Why would Penta-sun Doyen show up here?’ “I’m Hank Veal. It’s an honor to meet you.” Penta-sun Doyen could not be bothered to pay attention to him. On the other hand, Hank’s subordinate had also brought over Nancy. The old woman bowed at Kayson and said, “How can I help you, Mr. Yarde?” Kayson pointed at Penta-sun Doyen. “I believe you have a Vodu Worm that is used for manipulation, right? It’s the type that prevents someone from betraying another person, you know?”

"You are really trying to earn yourself one hell of a punishment." Doll squeezed Hades's cock and started a much more earnest work over of his pocket with his tongue. It was a bit strange for him because he was beginning to get hints of Spitfire's intoxicating and already familiar scent. The auric essence of a skin show had to be hitting Hades by now. As well as the desire that came along with a bonded no-fur's craving for his bond mate. Doll hoped it was all wonderfully, awfully too much for his tom.

"If you are his bride, the herbs might not even work." I nodded. “Got it.” “Here, that stuff smelled vile, wash the taste out of your mouth with this.” Sáta smiled, handing me a cup of mead. “If I didn’t know better, I would think you are trying to get your leader drunk.” I smirked, taking the cup. “Maybe we are,” Hetha put in as she walked over. “She rises.” Sáta laughed. “Where did you guys go last night?” I asked her.

We raised our bottles and screamed in unison, “Cheers!!” As the night deepens, we decided to share ghost stories and urban legends about LUAHU. Diana told a lot of stories and I loved how she was so knowledgeable about the entire island which got everyone so attentive. Harry excused himself to the bathroom while we were all getting goosebumps with Diana’s creepy stories that is still going around here. Suddenly, my phone started ringing in the pocket of my shorts, as I pulled it out, it was Charles calling me, for the very first time.

I held my breath, hesitating for a moment. And then I turned, and I looked up to the direction the bartender had gestured to. The first thing I noticed was the watch. I couldn’t tell what brand it was from where I sat, but I knew it was made of black diamonds—if the strobe lights reflecting on them were any indication. The watch was attached to a large hand, and with how sharp my vision was, I could see a tattoo that disappeared under the sleeves of a black suit. And that was all I could see.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Those who don’t have immortality crave it and those who do have it, resent it. “Sophia! Get ready! You will be late!” A lady screamed, her voice reverberating through every wall in the house. “Arrrghhh! I can’t get any fucking reading done!” Sophia cussed under her breath. Sophia was an aspiring brunette writer in her late teens about to start college. She was a fit lady with shoulder-length hair, she had glasses on with an open book right in front of her. Her room was like the room of any teenager her age, except she had posters of famous gore movies and comics plastered across every corner on her walls, unlike the average teenagers that were all about boys.

"Zoe, it still won't recognize my fingerprint. Sorry to trouble you again." "No problem. We're colleagues. In theory, once it's registered on my end, there shouldn't be an issue. Just keep trying when you can," she said, smiling as she took the drink and fixed my attendance. To withstand the cold, I brought a hat and a thick blanket, wrapping myself tightly at my desk. Anna, who sat next to me, joked, "Emma, you're wrapped up like a burrito. What, are you trying to be the office mascot?"

Another tent had wares set up on tables, they sold stones and gems set in amulets to fix any ailment from warding off evil spirits to keeping your mother-in-law from visiting too often. "Oh, love, wouldn't you rather wait for the surprise?" Richard asked as his eyes twinkled in merriment. He was getting as much joy out of this Hunt as his daughter was so far. "Yes!" Izzy agreed, "Don't tell me! No matter how much I beg!" She said determinedly, as she thought about how much she loved the excitement of the Hunt so far. She would never have another Hunt since her mate was here. She wasn't the type to outsmart and outrun a warrior, no matter what tribe they were from, so she knew she would be ca

'The obliviousness of the night is as atrocious as the hour. “So, what do you intend to tell me? That I am a prawn for your non-executed affairs into this human forsaken island.” “I'd like to eat some of those. It's Halloween, lusting after sea food might not be as beneficial as clawing my nails into your skin and drinking every drop of blood from you.” The Ghost humored. “I won't be surprised if you actually do that?” Matt confirmed.