Possessed Stan Marsh นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I was standing still, and I didn't want to get noticed by them. “Where are you, little wolf? There is no point in hiding now. I know you are here and you can hear me as well.” the guy commanded but my foot. He signaled his friends to search the place for me. “What are you going to do with her?” Martha asked. “Some experiments, autopsy, pathological finding about her existence. Maybe I can create hybrids with her DNA!” he smiled sinisterly. I was wrong about Martha, this brainless creature is way more sinister than anyone else. I noticed someone approaching me and I transformed into my wolf immediately to defend myself. Swinging in the air, I killed the person and tried to run.

She must be the possessed one. ‘Blue rose and black rose!.’ I thought. “Who moved the candle out of place?!.” I asked. “The possessed woman!.” Marshal told me. I looked at her with pity. “We need…” my voice trailed off when I saw the look on his face, Marshal's face, were he disgusted by me?. “Liam, go to the supermarket and buy one hundred candles each different from the other by color!. I will get the black rose and you!.” He was very organized and authoritative. He turned to me and then said. “Can you travel back in time?!.”

Seeing the look on Taliah’s face I look down, “is he married or something.” Shaking her head no Taliah took a deep breath, “he is like one of the top drug lords of New York Taylor...like in fact, he is one of the top drug runners in the US. Like he is deep in the mafia. Every time the cops arrest him the witness ends up missing or dead, evidence gets destroyed. Taylor, he isn’t a good guy.”

He then continued to scare Stella, "One time, his alter killed his childhood dog. He hugged it and cried when he turned back to normal." Hearing that, Stella felt more sympathy for Marshall instead of fear. "I don't blame him. Didn't you say he couldn't control his behavior when he switched? He must've felt so bad for killing his dog when he returned to his original self. I read that DID is related to traumatic events as a child. I've always wondered how Marshall could be so optimistic after experiencing so much pain. Now I know it's because his alters are helping him fight his demons. You and Vermont should take him out more. Maybe it'll help with his condition."

I added, fretting if the weak wolf might give up on life and die. The wounds on Casper's body sent a shiver down my body. They were capable of sending goosebumps down on anybody, the wolf didn't tender any mercy at all. "Who might have done this?" I uttered, but Marshall refused to gaze at me and reply. Instead, I saw him in a strange form, I haven't seen him in this form since I knew him right from our teenage years. His hackles were raised, and he was baring his teeth that fear even caught me off, guard. But my temper calmed down when I saw the blue light oozing from his hand. I never knew Marshall could possess that power.

He collected the blood methodically in a container, displaying no hint of remorse. "I have new captives—humans we're molding for the impending war. The first step in their transformation into wolves hinges on your blood," Marvins murmured coldly, devoid of empathy. He then turned his back, heading toward the door handle. Sensing a disturbance but finding no one, he left behind a scene shrouded in darkness and despair, leaving a trail of anguish and uncertainty in his wake. With Marvins finally gone, the strange man carefully removed the covering over the hidden entrance leading underground. He gently pulled Aloha up from her concealment, their eyes meeting in the dim light.

Steve skeptically eyed Martha, he could sense something radiating from that woman— She was a human but at the same time she wasn't and he could only sense it because he too had the powers that he could perceive from Martha. "Yes," Pierson was dumbstruck by how fast Martha recognized the spell and the method they used. "What happened after that? Tell me what happened after you finished the chant of the spell and injected the blood in her heart?" She impatiently asked. Everyone's gaze had fixated on Martha at this point, she was behaving strangely and her eyes had started changing their shade— From the color brown, they had gone completely black the way Steve's had a while ago. Pierson was fro

The universe had finally started moving after sleeping for eons and my pet is the catalyst. Zarek pulls another projection onto the table, grainy surveillance footage flickers to life between us, static hissing across the image. We are looking at the crossroads in front of the estate gate. It’s just an empty road, until 15 seconds in a sudden distortion tears across the screen before the entire feed dies. “That’s the moment her signature vanished,” he says. I stare at the frozen image. Hours. She’s been gone for hours. Val, my pet, my property with her foul mouth and bruised defiance. She who fights, and spits and can survive anything. Val standing in the garden with tears in her eyes becaus

Marshall sighed in defeat as he followed the officer to the police car because he knew what he did was beyond forgiveness so there was no point of arguing. Only if Josh could help him out… --- Tabby

My whore of a friend is at it again, and this time , she wants me to gist her everything about my new neighbour after nagging at me for not informing her about him in the first place. why I’m I surprise ? I said to no one in particular as I expertly flip the pancakes on the fire. “Yeah, this kind of gist is what she always crave for” I said to myself again. Is he married? Gabby questioned me No? I replied to her What’s his zodiac sign so I can check our comparability? With a sign ... pls let me be, I thought I’m too tired for all this your millions questions? I replied her with a tired look