Laughing Scavenger Novels & Stories

So what can be the cause of his laughter? Soon after, his men joined in, and I was the only one in this dark enclosed room not laughing like the bunch of fools around me. "Enough!" I ordered, and the laughter ceased instantly—well, except the boss, who now took a cigar out of his pocket and pointed it towards one of his lackeys, who lightened it with a lighter immediately. "The boss has won himself a firecracker," he said in between laughter and drawing his cigar. The boss? If the leader of the gang—who I, alongside everyone in this area, know as Scar, the leader of the HELLBOUND SONS MC—was referring to someone else as the boss... does that mean what I think it does?

“Then what? Just happened to be out in the woods murdering people?” His lip curls, just a little. “They weren’t people. They were scavengers. Trained to track scent signatures like yours.” My blood runs cold. “Like mine?” “Freshly rejected. Weak. Glowing.” He moves closer, slow, deliberate. “You’re like blood in the water to creatures like that. They smell your pain and come running.” He’s in front of me now - not close enough to touch, but close enough to make my every nerve stand on edge.

" someone groaned. "Yes, teamwork," the gym teacher snapped. "All the meats and seasoning trade items are hidden throughout the area. The scavenger hunt is to find them. Try to finish preparing your meals by the time the sun goes down." The groans and complaints only got louder. I glanced around, spotting Debbie near the list, her arms crossed. "Oh, great," a voice said from beside me. "I'm paired with the useless Jack Spencer." I turned to see some guy from most of my classes—one of those students who existed in the background of my life, yet somehow managed to be annoying whenever he was around.

Unanticipatedly, Reid let go and stepped back, his hand falling on his side as he broke into a fit of laughter, letting the sound reecho. Scarlet frowned, unable to understand what the Alpha found amusing. What was there to laugh about...or did she dig her own grave? Reid's laughter continued to fill the room, going on longer than expected. He clenched his stomach, his veins popping out from his forehead and his eyes blood-stained. Scarlet flinched at sadistic and maniac laughter, bringing goosebumps on her skin, she quivered. Suddenly, the laughter died down and Scarlet flinched once again when those bloody eyes met her.

Scar felt a dull snap as he flew several meters in the air to hit a mammoth tree which broke his fall. He groaned animatedly, staying on the forest floor and holding to his sides where the broken rib was already healing. Their sassy laughter filled the forest as usual, and he rolled animatedly on the ground for effect, perfecting his act. “Get up sissy,” Wade said, making their laughter increase. Scar lay there for a second or so more, basking in the little window of rest he had.

she mockingly teased still laughing. "It is just a prank tsk" I rolled my eyes at them it is useless to talk with this two. "Not a good prank dear," Scar said. “That is why I am asking you this cause I am confused but then all you do is laugh like I said the biggest and funniest joke. I am asking because this is driving me crazy. Don’t you get it? Someone told me that I am his mate. ME? DARN, I AM A HUMAN?” I burst into anger and said that to them that made them stop laughing.

“One of their partners, now out of a job, was literally being evicted. Someone involved him or the mind from behind. Woody Scavengers, now, was the master con man, he stole all of his company's money, he tried to run away to be chased by the police on the state highway.

He laughed. I nodded and calmly followed. I couldn't wait to see the Ravine that had fallen prey. Scar took us to a relatively safe room where it would be easy for us to see Ravine, who was causing trouble with some strippers downstairs. He gripped one under his shoulder and held another's head, shouting vulgar words as he made the stripper suck him forcefully. I clicked my tongue in disgust and waved a finger at Scar. "Let the officers in," I ordered. "Let them come with the prepared reporters."

You're up so early in this cold weather," Scar said, straightening himself. "It's just his new habit. "I bet he's afraid we'll leave him behind, or have you forgotten the old Maddie?" Liam added, and they both burst out laughing. I stared at them, wondering what they meant by "the old Maddie." "Even if you put him under fire or a pack of ice, he still won't wake up," Scar said, and they laughed again. I rolled my eyes. That fool deserved to die. How could he be so useless?

Every single one of them stopped dead in their tracks, turning to stare at me, their eyes wide with disbelief. “What?” Scarface finally managed to choke out, his sneer faltering for the first time. I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. This was my chance. “I am a Lycan , just like you,” I repeated. They burst into laughter. “She probably thinks we're fools.” one of them said. "We should get rid of them," another urged, a cruel smile playing on his lips. “Nah, a little entertainment before we discard them,” his companion countered, a wicked glint in his eye. My blood ran cold. Entertainment? What the hell did that even mean?