Monster In The Basement Novelas e Histórias

Before my countdown could reach fifteen, Bug Boss let go of his grip on me and pushed me to his wolves. "Lock him in the basement. And don't you dare lose your eye sights on him. There are thousands of wolves around us. We must be cautious." Then, Big Boss rushed back inside when his wolves dragged me to the basement by force. I haven't heard of any basement in our mansion. Neither dad nor mum had mentioned about its existence when they got the chance before I had my condo unit.

Sapphire again found herself in the dark, suffocating space of the basement, with something moving around her. Hunting her, she couldn’t find the way out of the basement. The stairs weren’t where they should be. She couldn’t see anything to orient herself with, and the creature was always close behind her. She didn’t know who or what was making the noises or following her. But she didn’t want them catching her because she knew it meant she’d never get out of the basement alive.

She was safe, here with me. The thought struck me: my restraints hadn't held the monster. Would Asher's and Caspian's? Perhaps the monster had grown stronger. Or the wall I'd used had weakened. I rarely succumbed to the wildness with my brothers in the basement. I often retreated to a tunnel deep in the woods, a rocky cave that reliably contained the monster once I locked myself inside. The monster was many times my size; the entrance, which I squeezed through, wouldn't allow its escape.

What a monster. ************

They ran towards the entrance because more Vampmons were scrambling towards the now clear entrance. “Oh god I think I just stepped on somebody’s brain lord Jesus I don’t even want to look. It already sound like we ran through mud if I look down I know I gone throw up.” Mina said as she ran inside keeping her eyes towards the ceiling. “No, it was a dick you just made mashed potatoes out that thang.” Trixie said as she passed Mina down the into the basement. Maka made his way down into the basement. There were several hallways. The girls went down the first hallway. Once they disappeared Maka turned to his men. “Let’s go hunting." Maka said, and shifted completely howling his battle cry letti

she chuckles. I ignore her statement, quickening my pace. "Did he fight when you went after him?" I ask, glancing at Kira over my shoulder as I unlock the heavy oak door. She smirks. "Like a cornered animal." The metallic smell of blood hits me the moment I swing the door open. My boots echo softly on the concrete steps as I descend further into the basement. He's there, right where Kira said he'd be. The vampire from the café.

I could feel every person in the line behind me staring as I walked away. It took me another two days to discover the stairs leading to the basement. Down there I discovered a throng of people, all of them armed to the hilt, milling about. The walls were covered with posters offering bounties on various monsters, like the ones Grayson had in Probet. There were dozens of them. And these had a lot more details about each creature. There was also a map on one wall, but unlike the one in Probet, this one was being constantly updated with information on where targets could be found.

” he mindlinked and I could only nod my head. It was strange that he could think up all things faster without betraying his true intentions. And he was called a monster. My father was darker at heart than him, killing humans in hidden places. That was cruel but I would never tell anyone what I saw at the basement that day. When I was nine. He halted to a stop. And I looked up. There it was. The most dreaded place every lycan and werewolf were scared to be in. Thorne's palace.

It happened at Nathaniel’s villa. Back then, I still had unrestricted access to any of the properties under his name. Sometime past midnight, someone came home. I didn’t remember much of what kind of drunken mess I had made. The only thing my hazy mind clung to was stopping that person from turning on the lights because I was a disaster, and I didn’t want my humiliation laid bare under the harsh glow. "Alright." There was a pause before the man finally agreed but he was terrible at comforting others—even compliments came out awkward and hesitant.