Puppet Clowns Novels & Stories

Anyways, back to the hierarchy. We had this groups of boys; the sports players? I won't call them that because some members of this group were in debate clubs and others were rappers in High Rhythm( the school music group), Mofy and some others call them Assholes and yes, Manny had managed to make his way into their group last term, God-knows-what he had he had to do; whatever it was, it wasn't legal at all. Saudis; a girls-only-group, obviously. If this was a Netflix movie they would be cheerleaders but the Saudis were a diverse group just like the Assholes. They could be the mean girls but if the mean girls were seven in number.

Clara stood up, transformed into a complete creature distinct from the one that had clawed Ella and her friends just days before. This creature's eyes were a piercing shade of red, and two long fangs protruded menacingly from her mouth, yet she still retained a semblance of humanity in her appearance. "Well, well, well. How many nasty creatures do you have inside you? I always knew you were an ugly bitch," Ella said mockingly, her words dripping with disdain. But Clara offered no response, remaining silent and unyielding.

"Then I would say, tell me in the next sixty seconds because we got a line from here to Milwaukie, and we need a show for our seven-thirty today." "A real live wolf-man!" It was a gamble, a real risk taker considering hunters were spotted in the area, but I needed the cash. "Well, Mr. Ardoise, would that be good enough for you seven-thirty?" Clarence paused in the counting of his notes, money stacked in little neat piles as he jotted down the pay in his ledger and handed them off to the carnies on his other line. Clarence was one of the few cryptids that I'd met besides my family and the one dryad girl by the creek. He got around easier like most earth spirits did, like the way we shifters d

He mimicked her trembling voice, doubling over with laughter again. David clapped his hands, clearly proud of their prank. “Come on, Joyce, admit it. It was genius. We even got you home safe and sound.” “Safe and sound?!” Joyce snapped. “You dragged me into a van, blindfolded me, and made me think I was being kidnapped! How is that SAFE?!”

I asked curiously, I suddenly remembered his conversation between him and Greta the previous day. His face suddenly grew serious "Alice, I thought I should tell you about me after I had strengthened our bond...my past was hell Alice, I....I am a monster" he said his voice shaky Why was he saying all that, my heart clenched from the thought of how lonely he must have felt to say something like that, I cupped his face in my palm as I looked deep into his eyes

I passed out. "The Claw doesn't have any librarian."

3. The parade was fantastic this year, one of the best I'd seen. Costumed people of all stripes cavorted, marching around us while giant puppets danced and twirled through the air. Everywhere we looked, there was something to catch our attention, to engulf us in the Halloween spirit. Here a skeleton played guitar for a group of succubi, there a clown doll bounced on a pogo stick, while a man in leather pants and a chest harness juggled balls shaped like Jack-O-Lanterns. It was a scene out of Ray Bradbury, and I could tell from the permanent smile on her face that Maddie was eating it up.

FELIX ------- “Alex no.” “Feel, please.” “I’ll get her a job but not as my assistant.” “But I don’t trust people, you’ve seen Paris, she’s a total man attracter, 3 of her bosses have tried to get sexual with her and 7 of them have molested her. Please Felix, Paris can’t live without a job and she can’t even work for perverts. I don’t trust other people around her. You’ve hated her all your life and you don’t mix personal and professional life. Please hire her.” My best and only friend kneeled in front of me with tears in his eyes as he recalled the sexual assaults on his sister by the men and women who were her bosses. Paris Martin, God save me. Paris was the clumsiest silliest and weirdest

As he spoke, he stood between the last pair of statues, and what happened next was a familiar cracking sound and scene. Two puppets emerged from the statues, charging at an incredible speed. The speed created a sound as they cut through the air. A chilling intent filled the air before they could even reach him. “Overlord’s Return!” Andrius swung his spear as usual, the tip striking the two rapidly approaching puppets. However, he was shocked at their recoil. “Oh?” Those two puppets had reached the strength of the Hollow stage. Although it was only at the early stage, their unique structure and lack of fear of pain or death made them difficult to deal with, and it was a problem.

"Hey, how can you dare to utter such nonsense? You better have a good explanation for this or you'll face bitter consequences!" Sighing, I return to stare out the gaping hole. With gentle hands caressing around my bump and my mind hazy, I provide the answers they seek. "The Claudes are deceiving the public to believe they're a family of prestigious Hunters. Meanwhile, they dine with a Demon goddess and design those insane beings to plague attacks that will be blamed on the Vampire's so they can pine for their annihilation."