Making Fiends: Web Series Novels & Stories

“We always called Slade and Holly our mommy and daddy. They were the most incredible couple, more in love than anyone we’d ever seen. Most of us had pretty shitty upbringings, really no childhood to speak of, but seeing these two gave us all hope that there was good in the world. That love existed. They were the example, and unfortunately we let our careers get in the way of that. We decided being obnoxious, party assholes was more important. Feisty was born out of love, out of family. And I’m ashamed to say we forgot that for a long time. You should never, ever forget where you come from and furthermore never forget those who got you to your dream. So tonight is for Holly and Slade because

"I have no time to waste." The Elder's spirit sighed a sound that echoed against the walls. "You may be too late," it warned, casting a mournful glance at the chaos surrounding us. My heart clenched at the thought. "What happened here?" I demanded, the urgency of my quest cracking my voice. The Elder's spirit shifted, its form translucent in the waning light. "We were attacked by creatures from all lines—wolves, witches, vampires, and those that would never align with one another. They were driven not by their own desires but by human hands. Humans are the true monsters here, guided by fear and greed."

Andrew sneered. Crystal snapped out of her state of shock. “Have you gone off your rocker, Silas? “You can’t just impersonate the heir of the Warburtons. “Trust me when—” Rachel cut her off by holding her up by the collar and shook her violently. “Quiet! Who are you to raise your voice at Silas?” Crystal went ballistic. Clutching her bruised eye, Crystal yelled furiously, “I bet you’re not his sister! “If anything, you look more like his side piece!”

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

Emperor Ao said, "I'm talking about the real Fiends. The Subterranean Devils Clan is just an official part of the Fiends. The real Fiends is terrifying. The Four Fiends of Supremacy used to be a big threat to my father." Chu Xun was shocked. He had long known that the Subterranean Devils Clan was only an official part of the Fiends. Only Mo Yan and the Fifth Fiend Lord of the Subterranean Devil Clan were difficult to deal with. The top three Demon Lords had not appeared yet. If the Fiends appeared, it might be a real storm.

If Shadow Two had not made a move, they might have been hit by the darts. “Who is it?!” Amara demanded. After a moment, someone appeared at the door. He was slender with a fierce look on his face. “I’m one of the Seven Fiends. I’m also called the Hidden Fiend,” he said with a sneer. He showed absolutely no fear at his identity getting exposed. “The Seven Fiends?” Shadow Two’s face changed. “Who are they? Are they that impressive?” Elisa asked indignantly. “The Seven Fiends are made of seven really powerful people. They’re famous in the underground,” Shadow Two said gravely.

------------ ----------------- Three hours later . . . ------------ ----------------- "Never . . . EVER . . . ask 'How bad can it be?' EVER!" Henry said as the six "heroes" returned from their less than illustrious outing. Banshee and Lillian had been right. Some sixteen year old girl had attempted an "off voodoo" ritual to make a boy at school like her and had accidentally brought a next of EFIs into the Earth realm. EFI, as Banshee explained, stood for Evil Fucking Insect. They looked like ants, except for being six inches long, glowing yellow eyes, pincers that could bit a normal man's fingers off, and an extremely tough hide. There had been thousands of them wandering around, trying to g

I open the door and see my mom with a smile, pointing to my living room. Through the doorway, I see where she's pointing and spot my dad heading towards the drinks cabinet that I only had to have in the apartment because of Guilherme's fondness for drinking. I nod in confirmation and go back to the room, closing the door. This time, I start undressing right there in front of Guilherme, who doesn't even flinch. He looks back at the ceiling, surely still lost in his thoughts about Pietra. I don't know what we'll do, but the only thing I'm sure of is that we'll make those two beg for our forgiveness. Mahjub, much more than Pietra, since she was just a victim of some scheme they cooked up for my