Mary An Awakening Of Terror の小説・ストーリー

The symbol on my arm reappeared, burning bright. The creature hesitated, something like recognition and fear flickering in its hellish eyes. It opened its maw, and to my shock, words emerged in a guttural, inhuman voice: “The White Wolf awakens. But you are too late, little goddess. The end has already begun.” When those threatening words filled the air, the power inside me peaked. A burst of bright light spread out, covering the open space. The final thing I noticed before the light took over was the wolf's red eyes, filled with fear.

Magnus grabbed her shoulders, shaking her gently but urgently, trying to pull her back to reality. "Lara, wake up. You are dreaming," he urged, his voice was filled with concern. For a moment, it was as if she couldn't hear him, lost in the depths of whatever horror was playing out behind her closed eyes. Then, suddenly, her eyes flew open. She gasped for breath, her chest heaving as if she had been underwater and was now surfacing for air. Her skin was clammy with sweat, and her entire body trembled uncontrollably. The room was dimly lit, but even in the shadows, Magnus could see the sheer terror in her eyes.

The being’s eyes glowed like molten coals, bright and beckoning, piercing through the haze with unnatural fervor. In an instant, the figure lifted a slender, elongated hand and pointed directly at her. An irresistible force surged forth, yanking the pendant from around Autumn’s neck. It flared to life with a blinding white light, casting an ethereal glow that bathed the grove in an otherworldly radiance. The flames around her whispered a name—so soft and haunting it seemed almost drowned by the roaring inferno: “Mara.” With a sudden, jarring jolt, she found herself awake, gasping for breath, her heart racing wildly within her chest.

Maryn looked into his eyes, she could clearly see such beautiful eyes glowing, he looked so intoxicated as if he was under some spells. "Mr. What are you..." Her face froze in shock as he held her one wrist with one hand and touched her arm firmly by his other hand. 'He doesn't seem to be in himself, or maybe some ghosts has possessed him? What should I do now?' Maryn nervously looked at him, her palms got sweaty and her heart beat faster. 'His eyes resemble burning fire. As if he is looking at his meat that he has been waiting so long to eat... This man! He is standing this close to me. I... I am supposed to push him away but I can't... And this weird sensation... I want to touch him more.

She doesn't even realize that it's already three in the morning. A man is lying on the ground, naked. He is covered in blood, and at first, she thought that the man might have been injured. But, when she finally approach the man, that's when she realized that the blood was not his. Even his mouth has fresh blood dripping from its side. "Oh, my God!" She whispered before taking a step back. The man is starting to wake up, and her instinct told her to run. So she did, as fast as she could.

“Get me one of our girls at the club. And send her to the penthouse “ he ordered trying very hard to keep his composure. He knew his carelessness for a minute had caused this. He was even glad it wasn’t poison but rather aphrodisiac. Fire made some calls and soon he gassed up and they soon reached his penthouse. He got out of the car and walked inside while saying. “Don’t bother to alert the others. Just get me somebody “ he said trying very hard to sound as okay as he could. Fire understood him and nodded his head and hurriedly left to get one of the girls. …A few blocks away… Arielle checked has r phone but she could out the battery was dead. She was frustrated with the thought of what to

No wind blew, and no animals made a sound; the place felt dead. “Aiden, Axel, where are you” I shouted again, pushing myself up from the ground. Moments before, I had been surrounded by my brothers, my mate and a hell of a lot of Sun Valley Wolves, set on ripping our throats out. I vaguely remember Ayla’s father diving right in front of a wolf determined to hurt my girl; I knew it would kill her if her father got hurt, so I didn’t even think I just pushed him out the way, then pain, so much pain. That was it, nothing else until I woke up here. The eerie silence of this place set my teeth on edge. I knew I wasn’t safe here; I just knew there was something more dangerous than all the Sun Valle

How can the world be so astute? Because it was late at night, she didn't realize anything was wrong with her current self. She just wanted to go somewhere and get some clothes to wear, but who knew she'd meet a pervert who wanted to take advantage of her. Just thinking about it, she had no idea what she did, but she ended up with a bloody mouth after feeding on the other guy. This truly astounded and terrified her. She didn't want to believe she'd turned into the monster she'd seen and read about in books, "a vampire."

The moment they left, I forced myself to get up and dial that number. "Jason Wade, I'm begging you. Please come and save me…" The man who would one day be cold and decisive sounded unexpectedly tense on the other end of the line. Through the phone, he whispered, "Dawn, don't be afraid." I heard the sharp rattle of car keys. "Send me your location. I'll be there soon," Jason said.

Mary turned away. She walked toward the master bedroom. The door was already slightly open, as if expecting her. She pushed it wider and stepped inside. The room was enormous, dominated by a massive four-poster bed draped in dark velvet hangings that swallowed the light. Candles burned on the dresser and nightstands, their flames unsteady, casting long, flickering shadows that crawled along the walls. Mary stood in the center of the room, her hands trembling as she raised them to cover her mouth, her eyes wide with terror. The air felt thick, heavy, like it was pressing down on her chest.