Mandrake Scream Novels & Stories

A sudden rage overcame her, and she just wanted to punch everything in her sight. Then she saw flashes. Flashes of gold. Flashes of silver fur. Flashes of wolves bleeding from their eyes. Her head was ringing and her body trembled as she opened her mouth. And screamed. A blood-curdling scream, which broke the mirror in front of her and all the windows in the room. Desmond was in his office with his beta discussing pack business when he heard a painful scream come from his room. Coming from Odessa.

“Thank you for your concern.” It was then that Drake realized how inappropriate his well-meaning concern appeared. I could see his face coloring as he mumbled his apologies to Jack and me and started to leave us. I couldn’t bear to see him so embarrassed. I squeezed Jack’s shoulder. “Jack,” I whispered. “Do something. Say something. Don’t let him leave embarrassed like that.” “Prince Mandrake,” Jack called out, careful to use his full title for the benefit of his people, “Will you join us in the parlor for tea?”

Her loosened strands were brushing her tear stained cheeks and the long veil on her head was also just about to fall down. His sharp flaming amber eyes frightened her even more. She was trembling due to fear because the man held a gun in his other hand, still she was madly screeching behind him to let her go. Everyone knows that screaming in front of death is the biggest folly, but man has been made in such a way that he does not understand anything at the time of trouble.

Not enough to hurt, but with enough force to make her gasp softly. “I’m not going to tell you again. Let go of her hand.” Chase warned. Maverick held her more firmly. “You let go of her.” “Let go of me!” Mackenzie finally let out a slurred scream, pulling her hands away from the both of them. She wiped at her blurry eyes, waking forward while muttering annoyed words that were too slurred to be coherent. But she was not watching her footsteps, because her heels knocked over an uneven spot on the ground.

She had screamed pitifully and a moment later, I heard a scream come from the hospital behind us. “What was that?” Naida asked, several people looking in the direction that the scream came from. “No idea. Maybe one of the humans woke up or had a nightmare,” I say, but it doesn’t feel right. The scream felt…sad, almost painful. Ancalagon’s roar has me turning back and I see him leap into the air and begin to chase Eliane. “Damn,” Naida says, watching their arial dynamics. “Can you do that?”

he screams banging the door . "You have to open the door right now! Let me in !"he roars . The sound of his voice makes me feel so hot and my lower regions moist but I can't think straight because another wave of pain surges through my body . "I can't ,"I grit my teeth . "You leave me no choice ,I'm going to break the damn door,"he yells. In Less than a second,the door breaks down and with it's hinges destroyed . Maddox enters the room with his eyes looking for me . He looks like an animal with his feral eyes completely black and his canines elongated.

she shrieked in jealousy, making me almost jump and perplexed. “Mandy!” Alpha Ray tried to get her attention away from me again. “Listen to me…” “No! You f*cking listen to me!” she screamed at the top of her lungs while panting hard and glaring at both of us. “You stop looking at her like that, Ray! Or I swear to you by the Moon Goddess, I will not just blow your territory’s facilities but this whole f*cking city!” Alpha Ray and I flinched. Mandy's wild expression terrified me. It was the situation I was so scared of—Mandy losing her mind because of her outburst of temper.

~ ~ ASTRID ~ ~ The scream that tore through my mind wasn’t my own, yet it ripped through me, raw and primal. It was an ancient, echoing grief, a fury that curdled my blood. My mating mark, already searing, pulsed with an angry, malignant red. The entire hall seemed to tilt, the faces around me blurring into distorted masks. Blood! They took my blood! The voice howled again, alien and terrifying, a resonance so deep it threatened to shatter my sanity.

I scream. It’s a raw, animal sound that tears my throat. I swing my fist. I drive the key into his eye. SQUELCH. The sound is wet. Horrifying. The Reaper shrieks. He drops my legs, clutching his face. Blood spurts between his fingers, black in the shadows. "My eye! She got my eye!" The other two drop me. I hit the ground hard, the impact jarring my teeth. I scramble backward, crab-walking away from them, my vision swimming.

Sweat beaded massively on my forehead, plastering my hair to my temples, and my stomach tightened into a painful knot of dread and inexplicable excitement. My heart hammered wildly against my ribs, a chaotic drumbeat echoing the internal tension. And then a voice, a raw, powerful feminine voice, screamed loudly in my head this time. “MATE!!” The primal scream, full of ancient, desperate recognition, shattered the fragile control I had left. I instantly yanked my hand away from the weird man, stumbling back, my eyes darting frantically around the empty corridor. Yes, that same voice! The one that had been a silent, irritating companion for years!