Quietly Hostile Novels & Stories

He rasped in a hurried tone. "I want you too..." I whispered back and lowered my other hand to feel his arousal. He closed his eyes momentarily and when he opened them, they were glowing bright yellow, literally glowing like a car's headlight. I felt a bit scared as he looked inhuman and dangerous but beautiful nonetheless. I felt a mixture of fear and strong wantonness to this mysteriously handsome and somewhat dangerously inhuman man right before me, looking like he wanted to eat me...

Zita snapped, her voice echoing off the high ceilings with absolute finality. The woman went entirely pale, her jaw tightening as she shut her mouth, and a tense, uncomfortable silence fell over the rest of the table. I wanted to die. I wanted to jump up, sprint through those heavy doors, and never look back. The air in the room felt heavy and hostile; they hated me just for drawing breath in their presence. "Hi," a softer, surprisingly kind voice called out.

she said, her voice low and edged with venom, “but vampires don’t.” Her face changed as she continued, her lips curling into something between a sneer and disdain. “Look at them,” she continued, her tone dripping with disdain. “Baring their fangs, so greedy, so full of secrets and betrayals.” I felt my stomach drop at her words, a chill cutting through me. Her gaze lingered on them with such hostility that I rushed to interject. “But—my friends didn’t do anything wrong,” I said quickly, trying to soften her growing fury. “They were just trying to protect me.”

"You're still going by Felix?" He shrugs. "Someone has to keep this persona alive." Hostility radiates off him in thick waves. It's suffocating. I didn't expect him to be the one. Anyone else, but not him. I'd forgotten that he even exists. I thought I had seen the last of him. I made the mistake of assuming he was the 'nice' one of the two. Calmer. Well, now I know that what they say about the quietest person in the room is true. He's dangerous, more than Jonathan. "What do you want from me?"

] [Execute the corrupt cop! [Hell is empty because the demons are all here!] And they came for my family. Just like before, people smeared filth on my parents' gate, sending death threats and following them around with weapons. My parents hid in the house and wouldn't go out. Lara was terrified and slowly losing her mind from the online abuse. I knew if I released the evidence now, I could flip everything back. But it wasn't time yet. I needed the chaos to go on for a little longer.

" Hmm... Yes! It's okay! It's okay talking to me. It's okay to be my friend. " She said while smiling. My breath goes back to normal. Glad she's not mad! " Yes, maybe I'm really serious and hostile but it only appears when I'm not in the mood or if there's someone who feels like we are close even we're really not and especially flirty girls. I hate flirts. " She added. We just talk about this until our conversation stops when the two arrived. Alexia's Point of View

She is fucking annoying and her touch sickens me. "So baby what do you want to do?", she asked seductively, trailing her fingers down my chest to my zipper on my jeans. I shove her hand away and glare at her. This bitch is trying to unbutton my jeans, passing me off. I mentally gag. I hate her touch and I hate her voice. Her damn annoying voice that frates at you. " No Nat , I don't feel like it. I got a lot going on right now". She gasps cause I always want her and now I just don't. Her touch makes me ill and so does her voice. A nasal voice that I can't stand drives me fucking crazy and not I'm a good way. I want to strangle her so bad.

But standing here, unable to answer, unable to prove her worth, made her feel exactly that—useless. Joy leaned in closer, her face mere inches from Claire’s. “Here’s the thing, Claire,” she said, her voice low and menacing. “There are two kinds of people in this world—useful and useless. And useless people? They don’t last long around here. Just a friendly warning.”

I grumbled. "How can you handle them? They're so quiet, no food, no drinks, surrounded by a bunch of old books and you can't talk properly." Quinn complained. "Quietness isn't necessarily a bad thing, Quinn." I drawled. "You don't have to fill every moment with some kind of sound." "What is wrong with you, woman?" they chimed again. I smacked them both in the arm and pouted. "There's nothing wrong with liking a bit of peace and quiet every now and then."

“The one who broke her promise first was you. I told you I’d make you Luna and make sure your child was born safely, but what you should never have done was plot against Lianne.” A flicker of panic flashed in Chloe’s eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Everything I did… Wasn’t it all with your silent approval?” Harry ordered his men to throw her out of the estate. “I was wrong to indulge you again and again, but that doesn’t make you innocent. From today onward, the Fangtooth Pack is cutting ties with the Blackmoon Pack. From now on, we’re enemies.” Fear finally showed in Chloe’s eyes.