Nightly Krumbs Novels & Stories

“I am Fred East, the 23rd generation disciple of the Krums. Greetings, Old Master Stefani. My grandfather is the senior elder of the Krums, Norman East,” Fred put his hands together and introduced himself. “Greetings, Old Master Stefani, I am Lorraine Lovewood, the 23rd generation disciple of the Krums. My master is the third elder of the Krums, Taylor Coda,” Lorraine also bowed and put her hands together to introduce herself.

I wasn’t able to focus on the files for the next few minutes because a certain brown eyed bimbo’s voice couldn’t stop ringing in my head Because I’m cursed Drake! You’re annoyingly petty. My father is dead! If I abort this baby you could die. I crumple the blank sheet I was writing on and throw it on the ground across the office. I pull out another sheet from my drawer. Trying to put down the idea that just popped into my head but it was out immediately my pen hit my paper I crumple the paper and throw across the office again. “For Chrissakes!” I sweep me arm across my table in frustration.

Wrong formulas crawled out of my books like black insects, swarming across the pages before burrowing into my ears and nose. Night after night, I couldn't sleep. The moment I closed my eyes, I saw Mia's smug face, along with Mom and Dad's curses ringing in my head. So, I stayed awake, pacing the attic over and over, muttering those twisted truths under my breath. I knew how Mia's strange ability worked. She didn't steal surface thoughts. She stole what I believed at my core, the axioms etched into my subconscious. Only when I truly believed, down to the marrow, that one plus one equaled three, would she copy it without hesitation and write it out in the nationally televised examination hall,

“Tomorrow... after our board meeting with GRM.” “Roger~” *****

Blue immediately nods his head. “Okay so here is the plan. I am sending ten monsters to attack the Ma Vista’s tomorrow and I need you too...” The next morning is Mayhem all the monsters gather in the backyard as they prepare to hear all the monsters that will be going to the Ma Vista’s today. There is an excited buzz that floats around the yard as they all stand there waiting for me to finally address them. Finally I stand, all the monsters stop whispering to one another and the backyard falls silent.

Kyra is his obsession, his punishment, and his prey. Steven Blackwood doesn’t love he dominates, he torments, he claims. Resistance brings pain; surrender brings chaos. Trapped in his mansion, surrounded by fear, jealousy, and the shadowed eyes of those who serve him, she must navigate a world where innocence is weakness and temptation is unavoidable. Every moment in his grasp threatens to break her, and survival is not escape, it is submission to a man who bends desire and fear into a power only he understands. In the hands of a devil who refuses to be denied, she may lose everything…even herself.

All through that day and through the night, the veins in our hands, wrists, and forearms glowed brilliant blue with Neron. Even now, three days later, my veins still glow bright as ever. As do Valen’s. I have to wonder if they’re ever going to stop. Or if they’ll stay brilliant and bright so long as Valen and I keep our vow. I grip the sack and walk back into the ship, touching the keypad to make the hatch close. In the kitchen, Valen prepares the meat, preserving it with some method he learned on Starvis to make it last lunars, if necessary.

I walked back to where I’d left my bike and drove back over to Skokie. I walked into the hotel and up to my room. I put the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the door and went inside. A dull headache thumped behind my eyelids and I knew it was exhaustion speaking. I got into the shower and stood there until the water became tepid. I got clean underwear from the bottom zip of the backpack and sat down on the bed and opened a bottle of water from the mini fridge in the room. I sent the next name on the list to Jennifer. Kade Kominski. I took the laptop and opened it again and accessed my emails.

Shrugging, I shook my head. Ikaris nodded, then glanced at the book. "Your parents were members of an ancient society known as Into the Night. They were a group of warriors hand-picked by the dark goddess herself to destroy all species. They were defeated by a group of warriors known as the Valerious, who joined forces with other vampires, witches, and werewolves. Together, they were able to contain the power that threatened to destroy everyone and everything," he paused for a moment before continuing.

So he just relaxed and let the breeze brush his cheeks as if comforting him and taking away his troubles. He stayed there for some time and only decided to go back when he noticed some villagers carrying hoes and other farming equipment, going back to their homes. He realized that the sun was about to set. And so he got up and dusted his clothes before turning back and taking yet another unfamiliar route to reach home. He looked around trying to see if he could find anything new to add to his business. If only he had more knowledge on medicinal herbs then he would've the pleasure to explore this treasure hive.