Hololive Madness Novels & Stories

I ignored their terror and unleashed the full force of my Tier Seven abilities. An unseen storm of energy raced through the plaza. The camp guards, who had just begun to reach for their guns, were immediately forced to their knees, overwhelmed by the pressure and struggling to breathe. I approached the control console, brushed past the stunned announcer, and inserted a military-grade pendrive into the system, taking over the plaza's large holographic display. "Survivors," I said into the microphone, my voice firm and piercing enough to reach every part of the square. "Let me show you something."

Did he not know how annoying he was? When my mother heard my voice, pure joy flooded her, and she hugged me tightly, tears streaming down her face. "That's my girl! Sunny, you're finally talking! All these years, it finally worked!" Hot tears fell onto my neck, and the heat made my chest ache. Even Elias gradually quieted, staring at me with wide-eyed amazement. Then, excited, he high-fived my mother. "See! Mom, I told you! My idea works! I knew Sunny wouldn't want me crying. She'd make me shut up. Look, it worked!"

he intoned in his best 'Mission Impossible' voice. Molly grinned. "Do my best." "Your best would probably kill the boys. Settle for 'fantastic'." Molly began to move again. "All this talk of sex is making me feel even more horny, so let's see if we can't have ourselves a whammy of our own." Jack grinned. "Amen to that."

--- The next day, Thorne called a meeting. The war council gathered in the great hall. Wolves from every pack sat around the table. Thorne stood at the head. "Marcus is dead," he said. "Vivian is exiled. The rogue army is scattered. For now, the threat is over." A cheer went up. But Thorne raised his hand. "However, we cannot rest. Lily is a Primordial. Her power is a beacon. There will be others who want to control her. We must be ready."

The lady continues to hesitate, but finally says, “It will be alright, Mrs. Hayden. Help will be with you soon.” “I never—” I don’t have time to question how she knows Tom’s last name. The door suddenly opens and two police offers and Dr. Hogan. My eyes widen and my body fills with near crippling dread. “You’ll need to tranquilize her.” Dr. Hogan says as I start screaming. I race behind the desk, grabbing whatever objects I can reach from the wood shelves and desk, and start throwing them at Dr. Hogan. I throw the small, metal decorative globe at a police officer trying to get closer to me.

The Mishra household was still asleep. The clock read 5:58 AM. Birds hadn’t started chirping. Chai wasn’t brewing. Even the milkman hadn’t arrived. But one creature stirred in the shadows — her anklets muted with socks, her eyes wild with purpose, her breath steady. Timtim Mishra, certified drama queen, full-time prankster, and now part-time vigilante of lost balcony dreams, stood near the base of the stairs… holding a Bluetooth speaker and wearing the smirk of a girl with absolutely no regrets.

“And ruin the surprise? What’s the fun in that?” Yrah groaned and removed her ponytail. Her hair, long and black, cascaded over her shoulder as they entered the corridor that led to the underground cells. She stopped suddenly, her mouth dropping open as she witnessed a bunch of guys just whaling on each other and shouting cuss words in all sorts of languages. She scratched her eye with the side of her fist. The guards blew their shrill whistles and attempted to mediate, but the fight had already turned into a melee. A free-for-all. Yrah had never seen anything like it. They barely seemed human.

I shouted at the same time the man suddenly dropped me on his back and the pain in my whole body when he dropped me. "You're making noise you're a girl!" He said then he stretched his laughter. "Thank you, I need you in my experiment of psyche life if it doesn't take long for your head to explode." Adonis suddenly said to me now as he calmed himself down. "Carry that quickly!" He yelled at the man again then these crazy people carried me and they continued walking. When suddenly there was a madman who blocked our way. "Omg!! do you have to end your madness?!!" irita said now when Asher suddenly put his sword on his shoulder and grinned at us. But suddenly I was more irritated when I saw kylo

His intestines spill from a gaping slit in his gut like ropes of some kind of decoration. I missed it. I didn't even get to watch it happen. Didn't savor the sound, the expressions. That's the thing about blacking out in rage: it robs you of the enjoyment. "Goddammit," I mutter, frustrated, staring at the ruined body strapped to the chair. "This was supposed to be fun." Time to take out the trash.

“I'll be waiting.“ My gaze followed Zagreb as he took his leave. I pulled out a bottle of water from within my desk, twisted its cap open, and gulped down its contents. It was a ritual I often did when I was anxious. “Are you anxious?“ a familiar voice asked. Even if I was asleep, I would have been able to recognize that voice. My whole body tensed as Aiden's face came into view. Today, he was dressed in a gray shirt again and dark blue jeans. “We don't have a session today,“ my voice came out barely above a whisper. “I'm not here for a session,“ Aiden revealed, taking slow but deliberate steps toward me. “I'm here to remind you of whom you belong to.“ Before I could wrap my head around what