Madeleine Phantasms Novels & Stories

“I’m going to stop you right there, all right, Wachowski? What you see portrayed in American movies is worlds different from what happens in real life.” Zinc looked down, appropriately chastened. He pulled out a long red gummy candy from the packet on the table in front of him and began to munch on it. Red Vines, it was called. Ysiah tasted it earlier and thought it was the most disgusting thing he’d ever put in his mouth. Yrah was staring at Ysiah and had also pulled out one of the Red Vines to chew on. “I don’t get it. Why didn’t the warden know that any of this was going on?”

’ August explained. ‘Alright, then let’s go. We can get Crista’s help in rescuing Thales. Maybe even Incubi’s help in general. We need an army to shut Iggy down. ‘ I agreed. ‘So which…’ I started to question our heading when I heard howls and the foul smell of Madonie. Okay, so Madonie wolves don’t smell as bad as a rogue, but right now, that scent is burned in my nose, and I can’t stand it.

“ Arghhh!!! Arghhh!!!! Loud, piercing screams echoed in the room. Emily and Eric were lying on the floor writhing with pain, becoming weaker and weaker till they were still. I clenched my fists hard. I had to do this. I took the Alexart from the box which Eric kept in his room. Then I got busy making preparations for The Obliviate Ritual. I placed them in the center of the candle formation and sat the head of the formation. Slipping the Alexart onto my middle finger, I closed my eyes and started chanting the spells to obliviate memories. Focusing hard, I wiped out the memories related to me and Alex for the past one month.

"How can I falsify the report in such a short time? Not to mention that major hospitals like this all send out digital reports as well." I then pulled out my mobile and showed him the digital report. Ethan seemed to have suffered a great blow after he had read it. Jack wanted to help him up, but Ethan pushed him away instead. "Stay away from me! You're not my son! How is that possible… I won't believe this. This must be fake! Jack is my son! I wouldn't have raised another man's son for 20-odd years!" I wasn't moved. After some time, I looked into Jack's eyes and said, "We had a beautiful family. We had a lovely marriage. Everything was great. But because of you, everything's falling into pie

I spend the rest of my time reminiscing over Desmonds words and all I have just learnt. The white witches name is 'Madre' ~ sounds like mother.. Yuck!. The creatures are called 'fratellos' ~ what an odd name. And did Desmond just insinuate the possibility of my death at the hand of these monsters!? ~of course he did. Who knows what to expect from this nut hole anyways!? I don't like it here one bit. I wonder what my parents must be going through. They must be out of their minds searching for me. Harry clearly isn't behind this. And somehow I wish he was. Then I'd know getting out would be alot easier.

The girl was feeling like a delicate bird in front of him. Azfarin's hair was so tangled that tears came to her eyes due to the pain. The man with the horrible face was staring at her from top to bottom. What happened was that the veins of Azfarin's white neck were becoming clear. The whole body was trembling. The neck and face were drenched in sweat under the influence of fear and heat. A wave of fear ran through Azfarin's wheelbarrow. He put his face very close to Azfarin's face. "The Macy's Moote Harin Brain"

Damon pulled out and lifted his phone, turning the flash on and the camera for Davien’s live view. It was a dead-end wall, but suspended on tie wires were his three men. Their bellies were cut open, guts spilled out, and their flesh rotted off. He could even see the maggots writhing underneath their ashen pale skin, eating them from the inside out. Their eye sockets were utterly hollowed, blood tears staining their face, and their mouth gaping wide, teeth missing. Wide, fatal ribbon slits stretched on their throats, countless cuts on their half-naked body, and their legs mangled and twisted.