House Of Night Tv Series の小説・ストーリー

Mom had only mentioned it to Lauren in an undertone after dinner, adding, “I don’t know any details, Lauren. I just know that the kids in the neighborhood will talk and I wanted you to be aware of the situation.” That “situation” had been the reason why Officer Hendricks drove by their house in the squad car yesterday, and probably even why he hadn’t noticed Lauren standing in the driveway. There would have been nothing left of those girls but bits, and that would make anybody freak out. She had been trying hard not to freak out herself, because the very fact that the dead girls existed somewhere outside the vision she had yesterday was something she was trying hard not to acknowledge. Did i

He pleaded "No," She deadpanned "But you said you let me go, you promised," "I lied," She spoke coldly before driving the knife into his neck, killing the Nightshifter in an instant. She turned to Dante, "Did that upset you?, killing your kind," "No," He said, "You're a Lycan Hunter, I wouldn't expect anything less," She smiled, then turned to the lifeless body, It seemed Lucifer had finally crossed his boundaries. Still, she felt there had to be a reason, unknown to the Lycan huntress there was, his mate, Alexandra.

They were noting down something and then they moved backwards into the decontamination zone. I walked down the stairs slowly with my mentor and I held in a breath as through the glass and staff taking off their hazmat suits, I could see the contamination zone. I could see that there was row after row of cages of roaring alphas chained. I flinched with the betas with the sound increasing while Dr. Dawson stood his ground and smirked. "Those are people in cages?" I stuttered out my sentence wiping my eyes as I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

he said and let out an emotionless laugh. "You know what happened to the woman?" he said which made me shake his head. "The vampires ambush her when she was on her way home. Since the vampire is much stronger than the werewolf, she got killed without the Vampire Prince's knowledge. When he went to their meeting place, a group of werewolves appear and told him how his love died in the forest. He was fuming mad that he wanted to kill those vampires who lay their fingers on his mate but his parents decided to lock him up in the dungeon as a punishment." I wiped my tears upon hearing it. They are so heartless! How could they do that to their son when he only fights for their love? They should wi

"Yeah, now that the hitman is gone. That was something out there, you know." I laughed with her slightly as she entered the key into the lock and opened the door. Inside was a fantastic room. It had a great view of the city we had been in and even the outskirts of Miami Vice from a far off distance. Andrea set me on a bed and placed her bag on her own bed. "I'm just going to get to the bathroom really quick, okay?"

Elizabeth's expression was flat, and I couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so I had no choice but to continue what I was saying. "He had told me numerous times that he likes me, and when I woke up this morning, he was at my house. He even slept in my house without my knowledge." I utter, but I choose not to tell her about the fact that he's Alexander Father. It would be insane for me to do such a thing, so it's best if I don't mention my one-night stand. "Ohh. Is that why you're upset?" She inquired, and to Elizabeth's surprise, I shook my head sideways.

Afterwards I decide to go back upstairs and rest for the remainder of the evening. Night falls, and with it a thunderstorm stirs up. Lightening cracks and for some reason outside of my bedroom, I swear I see sinister red eyes peering in at me. Feel like it must be the exhaustion of the day. I close the blinds, turn on N*****x. I feel dread again as a precaution. I make sure the house is locked up with the deadbolts he installed. I also lock my room to make sure I am extra safe. I snuggle up with a blanket and put on the TV. I change my mind about N*****x and put on “Discovery of Witches” on A****n Prime. Wishing I could find a man like Matthew.

The penthouse was quieter than usual on Night Eighteen. Rain had eased to a soft drizzle, leaving the city lights sharp and glittering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Kai lay sprawled on his stomach across the massive bed, naked and sated after their first round a slow, deep fuck against the glass where Damien had taken him from behind while they both watched the city below. The phoenix tattoo on his back gleamed with a faint sheen of sweat, fresh red marks blooming where Damien’s fingers and mouth had claimed him.

They show off your legs beautifully. I looked toward the living room windows. The curtains were drawn but not completely. A small gap remained. My heart began to race. I stood up and closed them fully, then double checked the locks on every door. Me: How do you know these things? Are you watching me? Unknown: I see you, Isabella. I notice everything about you because you matter to me. Unlike him. As if on cue, I heard Marcus's key in the front door. He stepped inside carrying his briefcase, his tie already loosened. He looked tired, distant, the same expression he had worn for months.

A very big one. He didn't come home neither did he attempt to apologize for his behavior. He left. Left me to deal with the aftermath of it all. So, I went back to my daily routine. Binge watching movies and eating, and spending time talking to the only person in the world who'd care to listen–Zara. It was one of the many days when I was in my room rewatching the vampire diaries when a hard knock on the door caught my attention. I climbed down the bed and hurried towards the door hoping it was either Artemis, Hermes or Apollo perhaps.