Hreat Novels & Stories

There was a sense of relief as this threat was handled. Harriet gurgled on her own blood and left nail marks on her face and neck as she fought the pain stealing her life. A smile small appeared on my face as l watched the sight of her body floundering for air that wouldn’t come. Not a body in the room dared to tear their eyes away from the sight.

] [WARNING: DISTANCE FROM TARGET ALLY EXCEEDED 25 METERS. [PROXIMITY SYNC FAULT INBOUND. PREPARE FOR INSTANCE TERMINATION.] A dull, thumping ache starts right behind my breastbone, a tight pressure that makes it hard to draw in a full breath. My heart rate spikes, the pulse hammering loudly in my ears. It feels real. It feels like an actual physical grip tightening around my lungs. I tilt my head back, staring directly at the cracked plaster ceiling, and let loose a string of profanities I haven’t used since I was stuck in morning traffic in my past life.

Back in Southeast, Keisha crossed another block, trying to keep her breathing steady. It wasn’t working. Her phone buzzed again. Unknown number. She didn’t stop this time. She opened it while walking. One image. Her. From behind. Taken minutes ago. Her breath left her body so fast she almost stumbled. The angle wasn’t close. But it was clear enough. She was being followed in real time. Keisha stopped walking completely now. Her hand went cold around the phone. “No,” she said again, but this time it wasn’t disbelief. It was fear turning into confirmation.

He was trembling and on the verge of getting panic attack. Stopping the black Porsche just an inch away from him the driver gets out of the vehicle as if in a trance. "Come back to Tehran." He snarled on the face of Victor, his face purely white with an ugly black scar right on the middle of his forehead. He went to the switch board fixed to one of the pillars in the parking lot and put his finger into the socket. His body shook with passing electricity surprising Victor and he died on the spot.

A gaping hole in his abdomen spills crimson onto the grass, pooling around him; it paints a horrific picture that turns my stomach. “Sir?” I shout, my voice cracking, strained with fear and urgency, but deep down, I know he can’t hear me. My entire universe condenses to the rhythm of his labored breathing—slow, ragged, each gasp a desperate plea for survival that resonates deeper than my frantic heartbeat. I press my trembling fingers against his neck, praying for any sign of life. There it is—a faint flutter, a flicker of hope in this nightmare.

The cold metal gleamed under the torchlight as they aimed the weapons at Hara and Bella. Hara’s heart pounded violently in her chest, each beat resonating like a war drum. Her hands shook uncontrollably, her throat felt like it was constricting, and she struggled to draw a breath. Her mouth went dry, and her face lost all color as she froze in place, her mind racing with the horrifying possibility that this could be the end. Cold sweat trickled down her face and neck, mingling with the chill in the air.

Her heart raced, and her breath caught in her throat as she recognized the unmistakable presence. "He's still alive?" she whispered, barely believing what she felt. Her mind raced back to memories of her husband, the way his aura had always been a reassuring anchor in her life. The surge of emotions was overwhelming - hope, fear, and relief entwined in a tumultuous mix.

Bright The weight of Sophia in my arms was unbearable, and I didn’t just mean her physically fragile, wounded body, but the terror that tore through me from the inside. Her breathing was short, weak, each inhale a cruel reminder that the bullet was still inside her, and that with every passing second, we could lose her. The fear was uncontrollable; it was a hurricane consuming me entirely. My heart pounded wildly as I held her trembling body against mine, feeling like the world could collapse around us and I wouldn’t care, because only she existed.

I ask, gently rubbing small circles on the back of Daya’s hand to help keep her calm. “Not too long, this helps the sedatives wear off quickly,” Richard replies. A few minutes pass and suddenly the heart rate monitor connected to Sage begins to beep at a faster rate. She starts whimpering and writhing in her bed. Tobias’ wolf tries licking her hands to help her, but it’s useless. Her eyes fill with tears, and she begins clutching her neck.

"Mom! Ahhh!" Eiden tried to stand up. The lights turned off and on quickly. He didn't want to waste the opportunity and immediately ran to the door. Eiden banged loudly on the door. "Mom! Dad! Corrine! Help!" Eiden's body was lifted into the air again, but this time it was different. His eyes were wide open and his pupils turned white with his mouth open. His muscles began to tighten, Eiden felt an excruciating pain all over his body. He screamed but something stifled his voice. Eiden hit the floor hard. His eyes started to return to normal and the pain slowly disappeared. Eiden stood up slowly. The lights came back on normally. Just then the door opened.