Lila Spooky Month Fanart の小説・ストーリー

That maybe, in the future he wants to work on a comic company. But, if you would look closely, Landon's sketches are about his schoolmate's death. He detailed everything, from their favorite clothes, to the way they will die. It is too gruesome for a fourteen-year-old boy like him. What he didn't know is that somebody's watching him from outside his window. A man wearing a black hoodie and baseball cap. This man stare at him curiously; studying him, and learning everything about him. This man knows the sadness that Landon is going through, and he means to do something about it.

His eyes were bloodshot and crunchy from the lack of sleep. He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. He stretched and yawned extremely loudly. When he got up, he touched his toes and tried to get his muscles warmed up. Today wasn’t just any football game, after all. It was the traditional football game that celebrated the day his ancestors “expelled the vampires” from his town. Frankly, Liam thought it was a bunch of baloney, but apparently it was a big deal to the council of the town. That’s why, every year, they hosted the homecoming game with vampire decor and more. The cheerleaders of the high school team he was on were all wearing fake blood and vampire teeth, the same as they did every year

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge

Every hair on my body stood upright. My heart pounded so loudly I could barely hear anything else. It was them. Moon Goddess... It had always been them all along. Ria sighed impatiently. "And now Ms. Mary nearly ruined everything too, I can't believe she almost got caught." "I paid her enough to finish the job, instead she keeps making mistakes." Ria walked closer to him. "What now? We need to do something fast or that pathetic Lilith girl is going to ruin our chances." "We try again." Cole smiled. "This time, there won't be another little miracle to save Oliver."

Then Luan remove her cloak and remove the concealing spell "I am the Moon Priestess" she said "I was with you in heaven my Dear Sariehasen you watch the humans and all being" she added The crowd bow down as she orbs of light surrounds her "Please sit down" she said "Luan, we understand but if they dont know and see them how can they prevent all the killings? But as for Lynx he can see them and touch them" Sariel said

Liliana said, once everyone had settled, “it is with great joy that I welcome the third and, for tonight, final visiting pack, the Lapis Moon pack!” The applause died out, and there was complete silence. We waited expectantly, looking around the tent to see where they would be entering. I frowned. Lapis Moon were known for two things, and they went together – their rich folklore and their beautiful landscape. The two were interwoven, and I wondered which side they’d lean towards tonight.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Nothing but a couple of shady Reddit threads and a suspicious pop-up that crashed my third browser. Even the weird forums I usually avoided because they were full of conspiracy witches talking about "moon-laced lizard spirits from the third realm" were silent. Lora yawned inside my mind. “You know, we could just burn everything and call it a cleansing.” “Tempting,” I muttered.

“Oh relax, Benji. It’s a holographic party charm. And it’s themed.” The “theme,” if one could still call it that after Chelsea got her hands on it, was a chaotic mashup of Encanto, magical creature menagerie, forest fairy tale, and… was that a mini bouncy house shaped like the Blood Moon Pack crest? Tora didn’t know whether to cry, laugh, or beg someone to bring her a cupcake and a bottle of apple juice spiked with something strong.