Making Fiends Grudge Novels & Stories

I press the play button and instead of it playing music just as it's name implies I heard my grandfather's voice,he actually recorded his speech and it says thus; "Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

He dialed his number on his phone and waited impatiently. - Hello... - Choking or stabbing? - Huh... - Choking or stabbing, Campo? - I don't understand anything. What does it mean? - She's mine, Campo. That woman you want to kill is mine. I killed your henchman and I'll kill you and your whole family if you don't leave her alone. - She... I... - Campo. I don't care what you want to tell me, but stay away from her. Otherwise I'll cut your head off, dear friend.

It then dawned on everyone that Miren can only be used if you have poison inside your body, and if you don't, it will create its poison and kill the person. Christopher Fangs recreated these poisons and used them to massacre his brother’s family and as well as their father. But before he could kill the Young Lester Fangs who witnessed everything, someone was able to save him, and after that, Christopher Fangs had fallen, no remains were found, he was either hiding or dead. “Y-you! Stop! I'm not that bastard’s son!” Naster almost went mad after Nicholas flashed a mocking smile at him before continuing. “Did this man promise you power? Well, you all are fools, under my rule and my power, no on

Now, all eyes were on us, the attention which we received piqued me, like was I the only one on this planet that minded her business? Oh, there they were, Friends of the year. Jenny and Can darted forward, their expressions asking questions. Jenny knew who Frank was and therefore looked at me with a worried expression. I nodded at Brian to let go, but he refused. After some begging hours later, he reluctantly freed my hand. Cam, on the other hand, didn't know who Frank was. He looked at him warningly waiting for any suspicious movement to Strike. I've never seen him in such a mood before, my knight in shining armor. I giggled inwardly, only to stop when I remembered my predicament. "Frank, w

“You don’t have to come with me. I know you’re busy. And you’ve already made it known that it’s not your most favorite place in the world. You don’t have to worry about me. I can survive one evening of being side-eyed by bored millionaires. The worse thing that can happen is that they hate me and throw me into the moat.” “One, there is no moat. And two, you’re not going there alone.” “What?” “You’re not going alone.” I repeated firmly. “I have been to that country club. Sure, Tiffany and her friends were nice to you but the folks at the country club are a much wider demographic. Most of them could smile at you and bite you through your jugular at the same time. They eat people alive, and you

He didn’t even hesitate. I stood there, my fists clenched, my entire body buzzing with rage. “Jackson. That arrogant, smug, infuriating man.” I muttered under my breath, unable to believe that my plan to also get a bit of power on him had just failed… no, it actually blew up in my face.

“I mean could whoever be after Colton Adams and you got involved?” “I don’t know” she answered, “Koty doesn’t seem like someone people would want to lock up for murder.” It was his turn to raise a questioning brow. “You never know. It could be a family feud… and why are you supporting this Colton Adams of a boy?” “He is my friend. We made up today, settled all our differences and forgave all the hurt. He agreed to just be friends.” She informed him. He scoffed, “Just friends? That is a trick he wants to use to win you over.”

Little did I know she caught feelings. Not that I blame her, though. No chick tastes this D and walks away clean. But I fucking made it crystal clear: we’re done. She just won’t get the memo. It’s been over five years now, and she won’t stop haunting me. Now I’m wondering what deal with the devil Elis signed that I gotta pay for, ‘cause that’s the only reason this chick’s here. Yes, we all attended the same middle school (me, Cindy, Elis, Nancy, and Alaric), but this close?

“After a full review by the council,” the Head Elder’s voice boomed through the chamber, “Anna Blackthorne, with no material evidence, has fabricated false accusations for personal gain, and has conspired with the Falcone family in an attempt to seize this family’s core territories.” “Her actions constitute conspiracy with an enemy and betrayal of blood. This is a malicious slander against Godmother Amelia, and a flagrant violation of the highest, most unforgivable taboo of this life!”