Hreat Novels & Stories

"I found this suitcase that had something engraved on it and it said 'Too late Mr. and Mrs.. Reynolds' was that referring to me and Dex?" "No" Armani answered plainly She sighed in relief "I had a dream where Dex was covered in blood and he was in tears. Has he killed anyone before?" "No," he said "...and yes" he added. Zaylee felt her heart thump in fear. "Last....question" she muttered. "Who is Dex Reynolds?" "Your husband" he answered "Not that Armani. Who is the real him?" "You'll have to find out that one by yourself," he said standing up

“Do you think you’re better than the other girls who have worked their asses off to get here?” “Do you think you have any worth?” “You have no use, you’ll never have any worth!” “I have never loved you, you disgust me!” Halle woke up with a gasp and a choked cough. Her eyes were wide with panic and fear as she struggled to catch her breath and get her lungs to work properly. Her heart was pounding so fast that it was painful, her hand moved up to her chest as she groaned in agony, her clothes were drenched in sweat and even her forehead dripped sweat into her eyes.

Her heart ached for Dirk, knowing the pain he was enduring. Dr. Naam's eyes widened with a mix of fear and anguish as she witnessed the bleeding from Dirk's nose intensify. Panic gripped her heart. She pressed her trembling hand against his forehead, feeling the scorching heat that threatened to consume him. "Hold on, Dirk," she whispered, her voice filled with desperation. "You're not alone. We will find a way to save you."

James asked as he looked at the wrapped package. “Open it and find out.” He smiled as James started ripping the paper off and unfolded the leather vest. “What does it say?” “That’s a phoenix rising from the ashes, same as my jacket. But below it, it says, ‘Blood of Wrath’. That means every biker that sees it will know you’re my son,” he said. James looked up at him, his eyes glistening. “Really?” “Whenever we go to events like today, you can wear it and people will know exactly who you are.” He could feel that tug of emotions in his chest and when he looked up, Jenna was smiling brightly, he could feel that in his soul too.

Past Annabelle closed her eyes tight, a knot twisting in her chest. The room suddenly felt smaller, the air thicker, as if her fear had a physical presence beside them. Her heart picked up its pace, thudding a frantic rhythm against her ribcage. "I’m terrified I’ll destroy us," she breathed, barely audible. Heat flared behind her eyes, threatening tears that she stubbornly refused to shed, while a surge of adrenaline tingled at her fingertips. The admission felt like a weight pressing down on her chest, as if the world had constricted around this one fear.

Swiftly flicking his cigarette, he forcefully turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction, causing the car to spin in circles around the girl. On the other side, Hiya, with her heart pounding, witnessed a black Mercedes approaching rapidly. Overwhelmed with fear, she clasped her hands over her ears and shut her eyes tightly, anticipating an imminent tragedy. In that moment, she believed it was her last day in this world, facing an inevitable and untimely demise.

"What kind of threat?" "Oh, nothing for you to worry about!" I stumble over my words and wave my hands in the air in a surrendering gesture. "It's not like I'm going to be kidnapped or anything." You could see all the blood draining from Elliot's face, and this time it was him who turned pale. His breathing became heavy, and I could hear his heartbeats fighting against his ribcage. The rhythm was irregular but slowed down over time until it became stable again. His breathing was also calm and steady now. It was like witnessing a small anxiety attack, which ended quickly.

A deadly and perilous-looking one. What could it be? A fucking knife with fresh blood on it. For some reason, I couldn't calm myself. My heartbeat was beating so fast, that I could almost hear it. My body was trembling with fear and resentment towards the person behind this. My phone fell on my bed's soft mattress, leaving my trembling hands in the air. I couldn't breathe properly. My breathing was ragged. I didn't run but It felt like I just did. I couldn't utter a word or even move. I was completely frozen until I heard and felt my phone vibrates on the mattress.

They were hungry and needed to feed before dusk. "Please, let me go" The prey said to the predator who held her neck tight. “No” he answered. She knew it was too late for that as prince Ivar pulled the v necked of her hood. His curved fangs made a wet slick as they slide down his gums. Then he lowered his head opened his mouth wide and with a groan from deep in his gut, brought his fangs down. Pierced the pale skin and sank the sharp fangs deep into the girls throat.

She knew the images were from the night of the welcome party where she saw Sara and Aaden together. Her heart hurt seeing the person she loved so much in the arms of another woman. Her mind raced as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. She couldn't believe that her husband had betrayed her in such a manner. Her heart pounding in her chest, Crystal took a step forward, her eyes still fixed on the screen. She stood there in shock, unable to move or speak. Her mind raced with questions and doubts, and her heart felt like it had been ripped apart. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. The images burned into her mind, causing her chest to tighten and her eyes to fill with tears,