Mrs Loomis Scream 2 Novels & Stories

The scream from the next maid who walked in jerked her up from beneath the water in a startling mode, water missed sipping into her nostrils by a whip as she sat up, her heart suddenly racing fast and hard. She held both edges of the bathtub in a bid to catch her almost missed breath. They didn't have to scream like that she wasn't dead! “Why are you both screaming your lungs out? She’s clearly breathing…” Nina glared from one maid to the other, as she also tried to maintain her composure, seeing Louisa’s still body and the maids screaming in horror had her scared for a moment. One of the maids rushed over with a towel and wrapped them on Louisa’s bare body.

The sound slices through the stillness like a knife, and I swear it echoes through my bones. I’ve heard grief before. I’ve seen death. I’ve seen wolves fall to their knees after losing mates, siblings, children. But this? This is different. This feels like something breaking. All heads turn. No one knows where it came from at first. Then I see Luna Maria jerk upright in Dexter’s arms, her face pale as she turns toward the trees behind the packhouse. “No,” she breathes out, the word cracking. “No, no, no...” I don’t know who the scream belongs to but my feet move on instinct, half a step forward before Mikhail grips my arm, stopping me. His face is tight, unreadable, but his eyes flick toward

I feel the slice straight down my spine and this time I can’t contain the scream. It’s earth-shattering the ground shakes debris falls from the roof all the equipment clatters to the floor. “Shut her up!” I hear her barking orders to them but it is of no use. My scream is messing with their minds and making them uncontrollable. I would laugh if I wasn’t in agony right now.

I dry bowed to her in respect but my body wouldn't listen to me, from a distance I could see her smile fade watching me. “Mom…… Mom” she screamed so loud my hands instantly went over to my head trying so hard to block out her brain-damaging screams. Never have I seen a banshee but from her screams alone I could tell she was one and not a good one. Everything was suddenly so calm and the maids all stood staring at me.

Chapter Twenty Four. Mercy’s POV. The scream pierced through the air, sharp and terrifying, cutting into the quiet evening like a knife. I froze for a moment, my heart pounding in my chest as I looked at Laura. Her wide eyes met mine, mirroring the same shock and confusion that was quickly taking over my mind. We didn’t waste time exchanging words, our feet were moving before our brains could catch up. We sprinted towards the source of the scream, my heart racing with every step. Marion’s voice was frantic, echoing in the distance, and as we rounded the corner of the house, the sight that greeted us made my blood run cold.

She gripped the barrier and screamed Adrian's name, accusing him of ruining her life. Adrian never looked at her. His attention stayed on the evidence screen, where the ballroom footage played without sound. The entire pack was laughing. So was he.

The man’s screams escalated into blood-curdling shrieks behind him with promises of money turning into begs for mercy, then into wordless fear. Grimlow didn’t look back. He stepped out into the corridor, pulled the door shut with a heavy clang, sealing the terrible noise inside. He paused, listening for a moment to the agony and then he slowly turned the dial on the remote. There was a sudden, sharp crackle of energy, audible even through the door. The screaming hit a piercing impossible peak.. and then it stopped.. abruptly and completely. It was followed by a soft wet squelching sound.. a splosh like a overripe fruit hitting the pavement and then… silence.

She cried. The SUV slammed into her back bumper. Mrs. Dennis screamed and the phone flew from her hand. She gripped the wheel as her car swerved. The SUV hit her again, harder. Her car spun out of control. She tried to correct but overcorrected and the car veered off the road. "No! Please!" She screamed. The SUV came alongside and sideswiped her, metal screeching. Mrs. Dennis's car went into a full spin. Everything was spinning, tilting, her screams filling the car.

Her mouth widely opened on their own and her voice shot out giving birth to a loud scream. She was screaming desperately for help and ran towards the door. She began to hit the door hard and uncontrollably. She continued to scream as her eyes darted over to the mice that were coming close to her. Sarah became alert and was running towards the basement when his voice boomed stopping her in her tracks. "One more step and you'll be out of this mansion!". Damien said calmly.