Hollering Novels & Stories

Before Lola could fully read the message she watched Kathy’s arm extend and her fingers wrap around her arm, pulling Lola to the floor. Lola felt a sting and a burn as noise erupted around her. Lola’s eyes narrowed on the red splatter on Kathy’s cheek as voices surrounded her. For some odd reason, it sounded like the teacher from the old Charlie Brown cartoons, distant and distorted. Lola blinked once as a pair of strong hands rolled her on her back. The last thing she noticed was the scent of cedar and mint before she passed out. ~~~

They are against them from every direction, and this will never be forgiven them. Aarn rolled his body towards Kyle, roaring, "I told you not to follow me," and shoved him with his glare so violently, causing him to lose his balance, and the latter tumbled down in a rush, causing panic. Aaron watched his slide with a clenched heart and a short breath in anticipation, not wanting to cause him harm, breathing in a sigh of equilibrium the moment Kyle regained his balance. To tread the ground in moments and leap on its surface with a rush. Cale leaped to the ground, hissing in succession to his brother by means of the spiritual band, "Go, Aaron, I'll give you some time to calm down, and then we

Suddenly, a long, mournful sound pierces the air. Hooooooo-ooooh. The Great Horn of the Founders. It echoes off the mountain peaks, vibrating through the ground beneath our paws. It is the signal. The Howling has begun.

“Rhett doesn’t tell me too much about high school, so these photos are great. I’ve mostly heard about the Hype Boys.” Holly gasped and slapped her hand on the table, causing the silverware to rattle. “The Hype Boys! I haven’t heard that name in forever!” She got way too excited and clapped her hands together while bouncing in her chair like a child. “You should have a Hype Boys reunion!” “What?” Rhett and I said in unison. I motioned from myself to him and said to Holly, “Hi. We’re here. Reunion checked off the list.”

Instead, Kieran leaned on him, publicly and physically, and the pack saw strength in their union. “My Lord?” Hollis is standing by the door. He looks nervous. He’s been nervous since Kellan was arrested. I suppose it’s not entirely unwarranted. Should they sing, our names would be central to the plot of the song. “The crowd is dispersing,” I say, letting the curtain fall back into place. “They’re too quiet. Where is the righteous fury?” “They are angry, My Lord,” Hollis says. “But... not at the Alpha.”

“HaaaaooooCCCCK!” “What!? Huh? Awww...I can’t understand you. Spit it out already, West Coast.” Hollis mimicked her girlfriend’s struggle with affectionate grey eyes, grinning widely and slowly relinquishing her strong hold against the other woman’s twitching nape. “...I’ll bet those lungs of yours are just burning. Would you like to take a full breath now?”

This thing, this creature wearing a distorted version of my face smiled with too many teeth. Horror filled my veins and the air felt too dense for me to breathe in. It felt like I was suffocating, but then I wasn’t. “Tsk, Tsk, Tsk,” it spoke, and its voice was like glass grinding against stone, haunting and wrong in every possible way. “That’s not a reaction to give to your reflection.” "That's not—I'm not—" I stammered, taking an involuntary step backward.

“I can smell you.” Her throat tightened. She pressed her palm to the wall, grounding herself, trying to remember Dante’s words. Do not open the door. The tug in her chest pulsed again, sharper this time, like a hook catching in muscle. The handle turned. Stopped. Snarling echoed from the stairwell—fast, furious. A body slammed into the wall outside, followed by a guttural growl that rattled the frame. Kai’s voice cut through the chaos. “Back away from the door, Ari!”