Hreat Novels & Stories

I barely let out. He chuckled, “It’s a private jet, sis, they leave when I want.” He placed me on the ground. Taking in my face. “Iris, you dying?” Well… He was as brass as always. “Ohh- I mean you look pale looking… smaller-” He looked me down. “And skinny. You okay?” I smiled at him, “Marcus, I’m fine.” I waved him off, “Just on a no-carb diet.” He nodded,

He seems so consumed by running that he hasn't noticed that for some reason the arrows have stop flying. “Aaron look the arrows have stopped.” He looks back and gives a cry of panic, before he starts running faster. “I can't take it, it hurts to much. Please put me down!” With a last cry of exertion Aaron runs to the house on our left. We are only a few houses down from Ash’s now, if we yell loudly enough Natalie might be able to hear us. But at that moment I realise how the hell is Natalie going to hear us. She's unconscious and would have nearly died earlier from exerting to much energy. How is she possibly going to help us. Turning to Aaron a look of shear panic filters across my face.

Mara “I feel fine,” I say. I don’t really. The buzzing inside my skull is getting worse, the world blinks in and out of existence, and for whatever reason, I’m terrified. The fear is the worst of it. I’ve never been so scared in my life. It’s as if the grim reaper is standing next to me, squeezing my heart. And I can’t breathe. I sag to the floor, still keeping my breasts covered. Johnathan kneels in front of me and almost roughly forces my hand away from my chest. “Stop fighting me,” he orders. Still frowning, he places two fingers on my pulse. “Your heartbeat is weak,” he says. “I can barely feel it.”

I watch with wide eyes as the apprehension continues to crackle in the air between Hugh and Dwight, like sparks ready to ignite into a wildfire. I feel a bile rise in my throat, a scream clawing at the back of my mind, desperate to do something. But fear, cold and paralyzing, holds me in its suffocating grip.

Ace tightened his grip on the steering wheel as they made their way to the hospital. His eyes flicked to the rearview mirror every few seconds, but he kept his face calm, not wanting to show any sign of worry in front of Lisa. His heart raced as thoughts swirled around his head—thoughts about their unborn baby, about Lisa, and the endless threats that seemed to surround them every day.

with HER.

Her heart beat fast with anxiety, fear, and sadness gripped her firmly bringing tears to her eyes. "He will die without his armies," Violet said in a panic in her mind. She thought hard about how to kill Darius. She suddenly found a way when she saw the violets blooming on the ground in front of her. She clenched her fists with anger in her eyes. "Darius! I won't let you kill him. I'll send you to hell," she said in her mind. ********

I explained. "No, no, no. Sounds good but still no.Wait- is that the reason why you accepted me? Tell me, is that it huh? Wow Kevin, I can't believe you. Why? Do you have plans to take my eyes off me, and put them on yours? Are you even human? Now I'm scared, Lord please save me from this guy," says Andrei. He even waived his body as if he was like shivering in fear, and pray to God. What a great actor he is.

she kept bugging him. Pure white with a vague reflection of ripple. Her scream muffled beneath the gallop of water. Air– is the only word her brain screams for. The pressure on her neck lifts away. Finally, Santha pushed herself to the surface, using every single drop of energy left. A hoarse gush of air rushed into her lungs with a faint sting. She crashed to the tiled floor, resting her back to the white bathtub side. Coughing, she gripped on anything possible to steady herself. Her lost vision cleared back to vivid only to meet her worst fear, sitting on the closed toilet seat and smoking a cigar. He is not supposed to be here. He is supposed to be confined behind bars. Is this a hallucin