Infestation Book Novels & Stories

I only knew I woke up too late because the glaring sunlight was already piercing through the thin sheets of the curtains. “Good morning, dear.” Zed’s voice rang in my head, so I turned to glance at him. He was already sitting in an upright position, his back on the bedboard. A motivational book by Robert Kiyosaki was in his hand. “Good morning,” I replied, turning to my other side with eyes closed. The part of the bed on his side then sank, and I knew he was lying beside me. As soon as the movement steadied, I felt his mouth on my nape, running down my shoulders.

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

I only saw the old librarian that sat in front of a stack of books while reading. "This is what you are looking for", I was surprised when she spoke and raised a book with the title,UPRISING.I know it’s for me as I am the only one here. I opened the book. First page, table of contents. I just selected to open the middle because I didn't have time. August 2008 Seraphim Orphanage is slowly dying.Toddlers might as well. A young guy named Michael, Changes his world, controls the population.

I stole it from him because he forbids me of touching his things in his workplace. The book title was "Beauty In Immortality", I wondered what is it all about but my forehead wrinkled when nothing was written inside the book. All of the pages were blank. I throw it in my bed and days passed. I opened it and started to see some words slowly written on the first page. It was magical like it was a book of magic. It was also creepy but I was interested and there I read a weird story that I realized was talking about me.

"Oh, dear! Looks like you should probably head inside. You wouldn't want that to stain now, would you?" Dahlia ran back inside but not before giving me a murderous look. Little c*nt. We'd see if she was still uppity come the evening. I heard that it was quite common in this area for book louse to invade homes during this season. It would be a shame if her books were affected. "Sissy!" Curse the Goddess, why were my sisters always so needy? "Sissy, where are you?" "Over here, Lilia," the big dunce simpered, waving her hand so our youngest sister could find us.

"One person isn't worth a war." "You are not a 'person' to them," he said, his voice low and brutally clinical. "You are a pathogen. You do not negotiate with a virus. You eradicate it. The only reason they offered quarantine was to see if I was infected too. I have just confirmed that I am." He leaned in, his gold eyes burning. "So understand this, Nyxara. There is no 'letting you go' anymore. It is victory or extinction. For you. For me. For every wolf who calls this territory home. You asked what you are? You are the hill this kingdom will die on. So I suggest you stop feeling sorry for yourself and start learning how to be a fortress." He turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing lik

I wish the gods or ancestors or whoever was in charge of this distribution will look down on me and grant me the gift of gab so I can convince the rigid elders of my kingdom to grant me permission to leave. I wish I could just send out the royal servants to find but it'd be a waste of manpower. Even with their keen senses the task seems almost impossible. Sarah's is in an entirely different world. I'm not sure how I'm going to find her but I know there'll be something to guide me through this mess when I open the history books in the palace. There has to be a reference, Sarah can't be the only irresponsible vampire in history. SARAH'S POV. The room looked very basic and I liked it. I guess t

Since information-gathering was in disarray, Alex did not know how many places were affected but it did appear that Loadstone Rock had been the epicenter. The infestation seemed to be carried through ration cards and other paperwork, including even the rare paper money. Anything with a red star logo on it could become a vehicle. A tiny spiky star would substitute itself for the familiar and reassuring symbol, slither onto the body of whoever handled the infested object and then . . . And then an upright, ordinary, honest citizen and worker would be infected with Darkness and become an Enemy, a traitor to Motherland. A willing slave to the perfidious Wulfstan invaders who had broken the peace