Hantu Titanic Novels & Stories

I have so many unanswered questions about this mysterious assassin. I spent the next week preparing for the formal event while also gathering what I could about assassins that were known. None of the information told me anything. I got a few well-known female assassin names. The number one was Phantom Reaper, second was Blade of Bracken (named after this city, Bracken’s Rock), and third was simply Death. Not very original, that one. By evening, it’s time for me to attend this despicable gala to network and attempt to secure funding for my next research project. I dress sharply in a black tuxedo, my white dress shirt is crisp, and I wear a neatly knotted black tie. My hair is usually always a

Michael's POV Natty has been sick for the past few days.I tried asking her to go see the doctor but she refused,she throws up every time and hert is always high. I am fucking scared. And also she has been craving for alot of crazy and weird things,the surprising thing is she never liked any of them. Today I decided to bring the doctor home,she said she hates going to hospitals so I had no choice. We were sitting on the couch ,her legs on my laps eating Pizza, which has become her favourite, Did I say she eats alot now, there's never any leftover.

I began backing up a little out of worry. What was happening? "Supernaturals are real and they've existed even before humans came on this earth." No, impossible. This couldn't be. "H-hey, are you okay?" I tried getting through him. Trying to reassure me that this wasn't what I thought it was. It was only when he slowly turned around to face me that I got the biggest heart-stopping moment of my life.

💿 Disc 2 Theme : Deceit . . Ana Pov We stood at the entrance of the pit named Exotic . The neon red sign flashed brightly in dark. What the hell is so exotic about vampires getting drunk off drunker humans? Sounds more disturbing than exotic. Talon had shocked me by dressing with some class. He wore a gray button down dress shirt with black dress pants. He actual looked good but I wouldn’t tell him that. “Ready” Talon asked scanning my body for the hundredth time since we left the house.

Damien told me that we had to wait until Samhain6, or Halloween, to teleport us to Hell, because that’s supposedly when the veil between the living world and the dead is its thinnest, and it would be the easiest day for me to attempt teleporting between realms since it’s my first time.

I chugged it and held it out as she poured another. “That bad, huh?” Thana asked with a grin. “You have no idea.” “How dare you leave me with this asshole, you will pay for this!” Prince Dagon yelled into my head. I bit my tongue as a slash appeared across my chest and healed seconds later. “Your damn right I’ll pay for it.” I thought. I downed the drink again as Thana again filled the horn. “What the hell?” Sáta asked, looking at me, “what was that?”

Aunt Helen said. "It doesn't look good, a family of vampire hunters just arrived at town and they are in search of blood, vampire blood and we don't know why," he said. Somehow I could tell that he wasn't telling the whole story, Matt was a pathological liar, but right now I didn't know exactly what he was lying about. "So what do we do?" Luka asked. "We do what we always do, we fight back," Henry said. "Is there no other way?" I looked around to see who said those words and I realized that it was a barefooted Clara.

I explained as calmly as I could, but my voice still shook. I found Rian’s account in my block list, and my fingers shook as I unblocked him. Immediately, I checked his account, and what I saw made me feel a mix of emotions I never knew I would feel. The three of us gasped as we saw the local news that Rian’s friends and family tagged him in. Rian Batista was a resident of a small village, and hanged himself in his own room using a thin blanket. The date of his death was the day after I began having hallucinations of him.

I need to go to Central City to see Tibo. I give the driver instructions. I text Samuel to let him know I am running an errand on a possible lead. I have to find my wife before something terrible happens to her. Tibo will know when and where there is an auction tonight. He knows everything that goes on in the city underground, and he can be trusted. I have used him as an informant many times to find underground auctions. He does not like the auction business in the city, and he wants it out. Tibo is probably the oldest vampire in New Orleans. Right now, I need him to help me get Renae back. If he can help Draco and Tatina with a location, then they can get her.

She bent down to look closely at the mirror and laughed happily, "Found it." Hana punched the glass on the window hard, and the furniture inside the room slowly appeared. A large box was set in the middle of the floor. In it was a bat bound with black barbed wire. It was lying on its breath; Hana touched the rope, then she rubbed it with mermaid tears. The bat closed its eyes, breathing becoming weaker and weaker. Hana was afraid that if she didn't hurry, it would die.