Hollering Novels & Stories

People screamed again—this time at her. She looked up, heart pounding, chest heaving. Her hand— Claws. Her eyes— Wolf gold. A man across the street had his phone out. Recording. The world tilted. “Shit,” Riley breathed. Someone was shouting at her, asking if she was okay. The boy was crying. The car had skidded to a stop. But all she could hear was the crackling inside her skull, the voice she hadn’t heard in years. You blew it. Again.

the stranger shouted. Olivia struggled to find rocks, her nails scraping against the rough surface. Her heart stopped as her hand slipped again, and she began to fall. To be continued...

Holly is spinning a copper coin across her knuckles (old habit, nervous tic). Malik has his trumpet case. Vera hasn’t taken off her leather jacket once, even when it snowed last week. Holly (straight to it): “Hollow Choir update. They hit the Oregon heir last night. Took her face, her voice, her fragment. She was twelve pieces in. Now they’re wearing her like a skin suit and asking questions about Arkansas.” Vera finally speaks, voice raw. Vera: “They’re coming for the biggest remaining fragment count.

The chill drenched into my bones, and I shivered. Zack stood at the entrance, his smile sardonic. He clapped his hands, and the maids got the message. They grabbed the snow off the ground and made snowballs. Then they hurled the snowballs at us. The snowballs exploded the moment they came in contact with our skin. The chill seeped in worse than ever. This was humiliating. It almost felt like I was a toy. I struggled and thrashed around. "Stop! They're Wendy's parents!"

"Werejonalle!" "Clarkson!" I heard some of the shouts from the Golderine Werewolves, some voices was really familiar for me, they came from my friends that was in the omega rank, like Clarendon, Jena, Julo and Juno. My friends that never leave me on the time of happiness and darkness in my life. There I realized that in frienship there was no higher and lower, it does not need to be in the same level for you to feel that they are always be there for you.

She had vanished. Something reached out and grabbed my ankle. I yelled. A meaty thud followed. "Tagan, are you okay?" Hollyn rolled from underneath the bed, rubbing at a bright red bump on her forehead. "Why are you screaming? You sound like Lucy. And she's nine." I cleared my throat. "I didn't scream like a nine-year-old girl. I shouted. Like a man." Her face screwed up as her eyes crinkled at the corners. "Only if that man sounds like a girl who hasn't gotten her monthlies yet."

“Sorry-,” “No! I’m not- Well I- Ah! Fuck! Fucking, fuck. Shit! I- I’M NOT FUCKING MAD AT YOU! OK!?” As soon as the alpha got the words off his chest, he snarled loudly before hanging his head. The young male had finally cracked.

llelujah! Dum! dum! Hallelujah!... Dum! Hallelujah!... Dum! Halle-lu-jaaaaah!!!! "Clover!! Come on you gotta stop zoning out with that creepy smile on your face" Millicent pulled my arms down from their hallelujah pose. I snapped out of my imagination and looked forward at the variety of goodies.

“You'd rather ride in some ugly ass truck? Pur-lease!” “Why are you so angry?” Keondra asked. “I'm not even as mad as you are. I'm just sad.” “Oh, you should be angry.” “I am.” “It's not enough.” “Is it because demons have a very short temper?” “You know it.” Hilda started the car. “Good riddance to bad rubbish!” Hilda slowly drove out as the garage door rolled up. Hopefully, they will never have to come back here again. “Destination?” Hilda asked. Keondra looked straight ahead. “Wrodromor.”

My brows furrowed as I continued watching her swing her around and around until she released her, pitching her into a crowd of guys. “That’s what you get, skank!” she yelled after the girl. The silence in the room was deafening until Elliott yelled again “Aaron Wicker! Get your ass out here!” A moment passed and a beefy looking dude with short blond hair stepped out along with 3 other guys, all sporting football player muscles. Blondie sneered at Elliott, his hard face showing his obvious anger “Frost, what the fuck are you doing here?” She smiled viciously, her eyes going dark “I’m here to kick your ass as promised”