Haunting Their Asses Novels & Stories

My excitement and hunger vanished as soon as I watched Aeson, Ras, Lane and Cace on their horses, all carrying heavy beasts from the forest. I rushed into their arms caring less about the blood on their shirt and the unpleasant smell of dried blood. “You’ll be needing a bath after this”

I muttered, revving the engine until it roared to life, shaking the very pavement beneath us, "tonight, something is going to break." We blasted down the dark highway, two apex predators running from a phantom alpha's scent, racing straight into the blinding, neon-soaked chaos of the city to burn the ghost of Caleb right out of our blood.

I was faster than her. Hilda Farell's smile twisted into a deadly and malevolent grin, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity. "You have no inkling of the torment that awaits you," she hissed, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "I will haunt you until your dying breath, and even beyond that, I will ensure your soul is forever trapped in a realm of suffering."

I was back to the Manor on Monday, happy after spending two days with Kujo. And three days later, the two last Haunters arrived in one of their trademark rental black SUVs. It was almost dinner time, so I sent them to say hi to the Blotters while I finished cooking and set the table. When they joined me in the kitchen, I could tell they felt awkward, there with his friend’s sort of ex. Like they weren’t sure what they could say or talk about.

Asher shook his head as if his bear was going to make an appearance any second. "Taryk and Asher are out of their minds. I don't really sense anything from them but an overwhelming feeling of possession. Ransom, Saint, and Atlas are upset that these two are being stupid again." "Lukas, want to go have a chat with those two, please?" He sighed, big enough for his breath to disturb the hair on my neck. "Fine. You know, rescuing you lot from yourselves is becoming a full-time bloody job. Gits. Every one."

| {I ripped the heart out of your sacrifice} {Unholy Communion body of Christ} {I ate the heart I ate the head I ate the miracle} {Like a praying mantis without the prayer} {With only prey} {I called you a hoax in a bottle} {when I vomited you out again} {A jinx, hex, haxan, vexation} {So why am I the one with phantom pain?} | The Ravens amass into one giant monster with a proboscis and begins drilling through. | {Tears of blood, tears of blood} {Will the sadness ever end?} {Tears of blood, tears of blood}

"They sure heal fast." I did the same, only with an abject look of horror on my face. It churned in my gut and rose up in my mouth like acid, searing my tongue and throat so that no sound could slip past. From upfront the Hound grunted, narrowing his eyes through the rearview mirror where two onyx-colored wolves could clearly be seen weaving throughout the trees. My heart stammered as I caught sight of them, racing for the vehicle that carried me away. Any flicker of hope I had, it shriveled into a husk when Assassin spoke.

Malia As the hours dragged on, the mob slowly began to thin out. The sun dipped lower in the sky, casting long shadows through the trees, but some wolves remained—hovering on the edges, eager to witness my punishment if Asher didn’t come. Their eyes burned with hatred and bloodlust, and no matter how much I tried to avoid their stares, I could still feel their judgment pressing down on me like a crushing weight.

As for Jack, he stood some distance away from all of them. Father asked Anne to needle the tip of her index finger and put the dripping blood into a small bowl of water. Father then recited spell after spell, and was greeted by the sect members who repeated the incantation while raising their hands and walking around them. A moment later, Anne felt that her head was hurting terribly. She couldn't help it and screamed out loud. Her eyes began to turn white and blood came out of her nose. Anne looked up and grinned horribly. For a moment Anne's face took on the appearance of a demon, which it wasn't her.

Gage laughs. Hector runs towards them. They disappear and in their place are all the kids he had killed so far. The kids say together, “You killed us. You took away our lives and we will haunt you for the rest of your days.” They scream. Hector screams. He feels like he is falling and wakes up on the floor. Trapped in his sheets. “Just a terrible nightmare,” says Hector. Hector looks around and sees Ruby and Ash sitting on Ruby’s bed. “Are you ok mate?” asks Ash.