Mad Max Stranger Things Book Novels & Stories

--- ### Somewhere Outside the City A black SUV rolled through the deserted docks at Blackwood Harbor. Inside, a small boy slowly opened his eyes. Noah blinked in confusion. The last thing he remembered was hearing his aunt scream. He looked around the dark vehicle. No masked men. No ropes. Just one man sitting quietly beside him. The man smiled gently. "Did I wake you?" Noah rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Who are you?" The stranger hesitated before answering. "My name is Jonathan." Noah tilted his head. "My mommy says I shouldn't talk to strangers."

It stopped ringing as I made to pick the call. “15 missed calls?” “Holy Molly!” I looked at my side, only to see the sleeping figure of a man, half-covered by the sheets, his back to me. He had a beautiful tattoo on the upper part of his left arm. I couldn't see his face. I tried to recollect what transpired between us, and the memories of last night came rushing back. The club, my friends, the drinks, the bar, the kiss, the hotel. Then the…. “Oh, shit!” I freaked out as I realized what I had done. I slept with a stranger, thinking it was Fred?

The book lay open on the floor, revealing the page featuring a female who resembled me. Madison looked at me as if she was surprised by the book I had. She then hurriedly came over, removing it from the floor. "I'm sorry," I apologized, hoping I didn't offend her in any way, but still, I was curious about that book. It was about my kind, the River Pack. "I see you've found the book; my ex-mate wrote about the River Packs while studying them before he fell in love with their Luna," Madison grumbled as she shut the book and angrily threw it back into the box.

"There are a lot of things we can't explain in this world, Mr. Cruz. As long as some are convinced that there are aliens in space, why not have werewolves in tha story? Maybe vampires, witches and who knows what other strange beings! ” “So you are not afraid of us!” Max said, shocked. "Of course I am." said Meredith, being honest for the first time in her life. " You are a horde of beasts who act only on the impulses that drive you, but I am here to work not to care about your personal business! "And putting her hand on the doorknob and opening the door, he turns to Max and tells him. “Keep your dogs on a leash or I'll break their necks one by one! “ and slams the door in his face and leaves

A lot of the pictures were black and white, some of two young boys, some of a family of four, and some of one or the other boys. “I think I have an uncle.” I walked as far as my link to Stephan would allow me and saw in one of the only colored pictures that there were names scribbled on the bottom. This was a picture of a teen, wearing a graduation hat. The name read, Chad Mercer. “Chad Mercer.” I read out loud. “That's my dads name.” Stephan said, coming over to me. “This is probably your dad. He has your menacing serial killer-loving eyes,” I joked.

The White Book suddenly appeared beside Adrian. Its pages turned faster than ever before. Every page contained the same sentence. HE HAS RETURNED TOO EARLY. The boy looked at the White Book. His smile disappeared. "I never liked that book." "It always tells the truth too late." Without touching it... he simply raised one finger. The White Book froze. Its pages stopped turning. For the first time since Adrian had found it... the book became completely silent. The Stranger whispered, "This is impossible..." The boy slowly looked back at Adrian.

The bar was left in the sound of fists and bone and growls. Maddox hauled the stranger up by his shirt, dragging him across the bar counter. His biceps bulged, veins standing out, the sheer strength of him terrifying and intoxicating. He slammed the man down so hard glasses rained like shards of ice. “You touch her again,” Maddox snarled, voice guttural, wolf breaking through, “and I’ll tear your throat out.” The stranger whimpered. Actually whimpered. And gods help me, I burned watching it.

He held it up for a moment, examining it in the light before casually flicking it onto the concrete floor, where it landed with a tiny, insignificant tink. "One," Zandrei counted softly, his eyes glinting with a mad, ecstatic light. "Now, let's try again. Who sent you?" He asked, his voice brimming with a childlike excitement, like a madman who had just discovered a wonderfully fun new game and was eager for another turn. The man in the chair could only manage a strangled, guttural sound, a wet sobbing noise that vibrated through his shattered mouth. His head thrashed from side to side, his eyes wide with a horror so pure it was almost beautiful to Zandrei.

the Architect said, smiling cruelly, “I’m not the only one hunting you. The Board kept a hundred books on their computer. Scary stories, war stories, stories of monsters that eat stars. Now, the walls between the books are gone.” As he spoke, the alley began mixing with other worlds. Off in the distance, Maya saw a metal dragon from a space story flying above a candy forest. Ghosts from an ancient horror tale wandered through a futuristic city of glass. Everything was colliding. The long path had turned into a nightmare. “We need to go,” Julian said, grabbing Maya’s hand. “The Ghostwriter said the secret is in the title of Chapter 100. We have to reach the end before this world becomes a sto

the last of them sassed “This is absurd” Mother cried out “You know you can do this without her having to die right?” “Yes but where’s the fun in that” They answered in sync. Totally creeping me out I looked round and found my father and brothers looking at each other with eyes glazed over and I knew they were communicating telepathically “Ugh… so how is this going down…” Mama asked again “Yes!!! Here’s the plan… Chaos will have to…” ****** ****** On the Third Day Alpha River’s P.O.V