Hollywood Undead Fan Fiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"If you did you would not have used such a passé term. vampire? That's for myths and legends. We are Neratomay—The Undead. You would know that if you weren't thoroughly human." "I may not have vampire instincts, but I do have survival instincts," I said. "I grew up in the hood, bitch!" I thought about the other room, and like lightening I was there. The craggy-faced vamp was there with me a half second later with a on his face. I had excellent vision, but now I saw with more than my eyes.

if he ever suspected, even a little, that I am not some humble human priest but also a motherfucking monster hidden inside a black holy cloth. As we all settled around the fireplace, silence sliced us like some knife...screams of agony surrounded the entire realm. Her screams, and then sounds of cheers and claps...then more screams and cries. I don't think I could bear her pain if I even go there...I might definitely snap at those foolish werewolves for being so happy while Freya is clearly in pain.

And for the next few hours as Elliot continues to explain how to cover up in fights, how to hit without hurting ourselves and all that stuff, I can't help but think that this is my one chance to do something and make him fall in love. How? I don’t really know yet. But this kind of thing happens in romance novels and movies all the time and the protagonists end up falling in love, so I know it’s possible. ➿➿➿➿ I hear the bad news at almost eight o'clock at night. I know this because I'm watching the clock waiting for eight to strike so I can finally go to bed and rest when a group of four alphas approach our group. "Angelique Monroe?" one of them asks, "Come with us."

she said, nodding toward the moon rising over the trees. Linda turned to look at it, then frowned and asked, “Isn’t that the time of the month when crazy things happen?” Eve shrugged and said, “Those are just stories. I’m sure it doesn’t mean anything like that.” Linda shivered and said, “Plus, it’s that time of the month when the werewolves come out.” Eve laughed and asked, “Are you serious? Werewolves? Do you really believe that stuff?” Linda looked at her and said, “You never know.”

Hackling sweetness. --"yo...you?" Running?? #Unfulfilled_Love #Sabiha_Moyuri

"Holly, I'm a reaper. I take souls, I've killed many in my life. I'm sure I wasn't a good person in my human life either. You can take an entire harem if you want, I have no place to ever stop you. I'll just be grateful for what love you do want to give back to me." No way. Things couldn't go that smooth could they? "You really weren't such a good person," Death all but purred his pink eyes latched onto them. "And now it's time for me to make sure you remember every last single thing. When I'm through you'll both be long gone and I'll take my time devouring that one. I want her to be in such delicious and long-lasting pain for everything she's put me through." There was no way Holly was goin

;) And the second is. This is going to be such of fun, have a great great night with your love, your Parents can't reach your phone and they didn't had any Idea where have you guys go, and I told them maybe Manu got impregnate you and you guys are in a far far away. Then their emotions was really priceless. ;) "He's a jerk! And stupid dummy!" I mumbled after I read his 2nd messages and when I proceed to the last my eyes widen. And the third is...

Scarlet commanded, in a very casual tone. "What? You didn't think we would actually want to eat with you guys right? See I had a long day, I don't want to reek of blood tonight so…." They scrambled out before she finished her sentence, what had bothered them the most wasn't death but the torture before it. It is rumored Alicia could use the "Sage of the spirit", an extremely brutal stone-like fruit rarely ever found which could cause unimaginable pain and intense hallucinations when used on a vampire.

##1 ##1 Shaina, tell me how Reive Eridanus Castro-Firel was defeated? Tell me how the Undead King died? (Ashg.)

They got up, becoming an undead horde under his control. “[Haunting Dead].”