Heartstopper Halloween Novels & Stories

"I don't give anyone a chance." "Yeah." I felt my heart beneath her cool lips, beating strong enough for both of us. "And everyday is Halloween, right?" I could live with that. ********** Vampire Slave1: Music pulsed through the air. It seemed to vibrate amidst the crystals of the chandelier in the front hall and reverberate against the wall sconces as the man in black walked by them. He sighed and rolled his dark green eyes.

Why go through all of this trouble? Before I can ponder that thought any further, something he said registers with me. Halloween. Shit! That's tomorrow. Alec and I are supposed to go to a Halloween party with Morana and Andras. I pull myself away from that upsetting thought, focusing all my attention on the here and now with Noah.

Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud creak, prompting her to instinctively cover her ears in trepidation. Utkarsh, clad in a black shirt and jeans, entered the room bearing a birthday cake. With infectious enthusiasm, he approached Hiya ,singing, "Happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you... happy birthday, dear Hiya... many-many happy returns of the day!" As he drew closer, her breath seemed to synchronize with his steps. There was an almost ominous aura about him, and an inexplicable fear seized her. In response, she unconsciously started stepping backward, maintaining a cautious distance as he advanced. The closer he came, the further she retreated until her back met the unyield

“It’s settled then. I’ll look after her. You go have your sexy Halloween date.” That left no question. I kissed her on the cheek and we said our goodbyes. Just as I stepped out of the house, the chilly October wind made me shiver. I should’ve at least brought some sweater or hoodie. I felt bare. My phone rang again. “Can you please stop—” “Shh. Don’t hang up again or I’ll cut you.” That shut me up. “You look sexy as a little red riding hood, Mia.” I scanned the porch and almost empty driveway that was filled with cars before. Pumpkin luminaries lined the sidewalk, ghosts hanging from the tall trees that creaked with the wind. Despite roleplaying as a serial killer, I was glad that he was wat

Saint gave Callum a side hug. "It’s okay baby". Stephen held his hand wiping the sweat. Callum smiled a bit and his smile vanished again when he felt the car stop to halt. "We are here". The driver announced and they all nodded. Stepping out Callum felt the same chill passing through him like last time. Stephen held his hand to support him passing through the chilly stinky corridors they reached in the central hall and in a blink of an eye Callum was held tight by Zol. His hands both pinned at his back.

I ask him, rolling my eyes with a light smile on my lips. “Nothing,” he says, and then pressed a kiss to my cheek before he sat back properly. “I wanted to ask you for a kiss, but knowing you…” “There’s no way I’ll kiss you while I’m driving,” I laughed back at him. “Yes, ma’am,” he said politely, and then we sank into a comfortable silence for only three seconds. Then— “Did you hear about the Halloween night camp?” he asked casually. “Yup,” I said, taking a turn that led to the school’s large gate.

Scarlet walked across the school grounds, treading through the grass on the chilly October night, sloping downhill towards the bonfire and the dance. Halloween had finally come, and she held her jacket tight around her shoulders as she went, unable to get warm. As she walked by herself on the darkened grounds, the occasional group of kids sprinted past her dressed in costume, screaming, acting stupid. A group of boys brushed past her as they sprinted towards the bonfire and one of them shouted in her ear, acting stupid to impress his friends. She jumped, and tried to turn and shove him—but by the time she spun, he was already far ahead, racing towards the fire. She hated Halloween.

I say, remembering I'm angry at the handsome devil. He laughs, almost mocking. If I were brave, I would have stood up. "Come on, Toy, that's not so bad." I shake my head, but he comes closer to my seat, widening his legs with his hands clasped in front of him. Heat pools between my legs at how close he's being, and I stifle a whimper. His lips brush against my ear, and he whispers, "You've been running from me, Toy, and now the odds have got us together. I'll pick you up tonight. I have a Halloween party to plan, and this project won't distract me."

He said, suddenly boiling with anger. "What are you talking about? You're frightening me, okay? In fact..." I looked outside and luckily it had stopped raining. "...I would like you to leave my house imme-diate-ly." "Hillary, fine, I'll leave but first tell me about the tattoo." My pressure level had reached its limit and it could not withstand any more pressure, so I exploded with distress. "I DON'T WANNA HEAR ANYTHING ABOUT WEREWOLVES, YOU OR AVA, AND I NEED YOU TO GET OUT OF MY HOUSE BEFORE I CALL POLICE. GET OUT!!!"

"Stop calling me with that nickname, I'm not your girlfriend anymore." "That's right, because if you were then you would have been under me by now moaning my name out while s*ck up that sweet nectar of yours leaving you breathless. Tell me, does he make you c*m like I did, know all your sweet spots? Does he know that you wouldn’t be able to control yourself if I just put a kiss right here?" He whispered the last part out as he tapped the skin below my ear. Oh God, how good it felt.