House Anubis Season 1 Novels & Stories

And we have a fucking detective around Akhenaten: @Shezmu Kick Sekhmet for a day. Let him come back tomorrow or whatever Sekhmet: Hey! Please don’t kick me! I’ll give you some credits! Shezmu: LMAO How much? [Anubis sent 1 credit/s to Shezmu.] Shezmu: Holy shit, do I look like the ferryman to you? LOL Anubis: Welp Anubis: Is Bastet here?

A demonic force that distorts reality itself. The carpenter has arrived. Will the doors finally stop creaking? Hussein's sleek black car pulled up in front of the villa's gate, and the engine fell silent. He opened the front door and stepped out with confident strides, then turned to the other side. Hossam the carpenter, dressed in his simple work clothes, his face etched with weariness, opened the door. Moments later, he opened the back door, and Ayman, the caretaker's son, emerged, his expression a mixture of nervousness and curiosity.

“Copy that. Haunted scavenger hunt initiated.” --- A low thump echoed beneath the floor. “Brenda?” Another thump. Then a voice — dark, velvet, British, and immediately annoying. “Cookies,” it said, amused. “How very American.” “Oh, fabulous,” I muttered. “Basement’s awake.” “Miss Hale,” the voice said. “I am Sebastian Mortayne. Steward to the King. Inform him that I woke.” Brenda arched her floorboards and slammed the trapdoor shut like an angry mother hen.

Me: Anu…bis? Anubis: Thank Heavens, boy! You had us worried to fucking death! Me: What?... Anubis… Stay with me, kid… Me: Who is that, Anubis? Anubis: Nathaniel, your bloodsucking parasite… Nathaniel: Coming from a dog that loves eating raw meat that is covered in maggots… Anubis: Anyways, you need to wake up… Me: I can’t… Nathaniel: That’s why I’m here… Let’s do this… Here’s the fun part.. No hard feelings, alright…

Each time I glanced up, he leaned forward and inhaled a deep breath. “What?” I asked. “You’re intoxicating,” he said as I took a sip of red wine. “And you belong at my side, not at his.” I spluttered on my mouthful. “What kind of wolf god doesn’t respect the sanctity of mates?” “I never said I was a wolf god.” “But—” “Most of my brethren have animal heads but that doesn’t mean we’re nature spirits.” My brows rose. His brother, Anubis, had the head of a jackal, but he was the Egyptian god of mummification and death. No one ever referred to him as a canine.