Making Fiends: Web Series Novels & Stories

Ricci had successfully incorporated spies into the Russians and they were given the task of finding the way to their secret hideout. Meanwhile, Sebastian was like a hungry beast who was waiting for the chance to rip those bloody Russians apart. A week went by and within that week, Elysia sensed noticeable changes in herself. The fear that kept her on her toes was nowhere to be seen. She felt safe and sound in his company. The shallowness was fading away and now she was getting better. However, she was concerned about one thing.

He saw somehow the two no-furs were ripe for kits. That might be Tricksy's work or that might be one of the damned Fates. Either way, it was time to make his presence known. "Lovely, so this is how you three have created fourteen seasons of Meowry Pawvitch. And why every other damn episode is another who's the sire drama?" Tarsi didn't even acknowledge the intruder, muttering something about dragons under his breath. Frog was less amused. "The dead don't get an opinion, ex-Black Devil. Can't you see we're working?"

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

"Just hear me out before you say anything, Fia. You're stuck going solo to your sister's wedding and you're never going to hear the end of it from your family. Wes here is planning on staying on campus with nothing to do all break. Why don't you guys go as dates!" I blinked, my mouth going agape. I was too scared to look at Wes and see his reaction to her bizarre idea. That made no sense at all. How was this a good idea? Chris smirked, his interested peaked. "Honestly, I'm for it. I think it's a great idea." I looked between Chris and Michelle with horrified eyes. "You're not serious. That's... that's a terrible idea!" Wes sucked in a breath, trying his hide his offence with a playful look o

"S-sir, the first mission has been acquired and is being executed by a team of mercenaries, would you like to join them?" "No." Noah immediately chose not to team up for this. He needed to be alone to fully battle. Rey was shocked. He knew how fierce Fiends were. These beings were otherworldly beings whose world was connected to theirs. They seemed similar to humans but took a more crude method of utilizing Essence. Unlike humans who cultivated their Battle Souls, Fiends cultivated their bodies in a rather chaotic way but it also made them walking treasures as their bodies could be defined as resources. A very well refined body of a fiend could be used to effectively gather essence unlike th

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

After a particularly brutal altercation, Mandy disappeared with the daughter they had claimed, leaving him utterly alone. When I traveled to Coast City for a major race, I unexpectedly witnessed this absurd finale in a secluded area outside the hotel. Thomas was struggling with a stranger, gripping the man’s collar, eyes wide with rage. “You liar! You said you’d help me find work… Is this what you meant? Serving old men?!” The man shoved him away, straightened his clothes, and sneered. “What else? Other than this face and body, you’ve got nothing else to sell.” Shame and anger swallowed Thomas’s reason instantly.

Talking was best. "I need to explain feral wolves to you. If beastkind grow up with no close interaction with others and or with no touching, they can go crazy. Your mother gave you just enough to keep you sane. For another wolf, one like Dom for instance, the little contact you received would not have been enough. She would have gone feral and killed anything in sight. You are strong, mentally and physically. Only the strongest of our kind could stay sane in the world in which you lived." He hugged her tighter. "We don't kill humans without careful thought. Their laws are different from ours and we make adjustments for their weaknesses. You were never the evil one. Your mother was insane. M

Most people envy success rather than embrace it when it happens to others. He couldn't trust anyone, not even his mother. Mimi and his brothers were all on his list. He had at least five business rivals who pitched on the same deal he made with Brian Murphy. They were considered on his list too. Even Brian Murphy was not free from suspicion because he, too, would have something to gain from holding on to Declan's deepest darkest secret.