Sans Undertale Novels & Stories

he demanded impatiently. The griffin guards held both of Elise’s hands as she tried to tell the truth behind what really happened. But the Kings did not listen to her as Beta Clarence had created a more believable story. The griffin guards were about to take her away when a loud screeching noise suddenly emerged from the cauldron – it was the baby! Everyone was startled by the noise. Their expressions grew even more surprised when the cabin’s roof unexpectedly collapsed due to the loud cry. The starless sky above them parted and revealed a giant, red moon. The bloody moon’s light shone over them and turned them into their beast-like form. The werewolves howled like crazy, the vampires flew h

"Right." As I straightened my dress, I looked for my panty but it was nowhere to be found. “Zakael, where’s my underwear?” “I’ll keep it safe for you.” I saw him put the lace in his pocket like the creep he is. I couldn't help but steal glances at Zakael as we tidied up. The lines of his suit accentuated the strong contours of his body, and the disheveled state of his tie added a hint of rugged charm. The dim light cast shadows on his face, highlighting the chiseled features that had moments ago been so intimately close. I couldn’t tell if he’s angry, his eyes telling me he wants more…more of what? Me?

The last color of our rainbows, the missing piece of our songs, the one who'll complete our untold stories. This is not just the right time... "Mr. Timothy Kim, what can you say about this issue that you're drinking alcohol that night?" the conference hall went silent and they just waited Timothy's answer, like they're craving for it. "No, I'm not. Those are just rumors. I went to that convenience store to buy some of my favorite drinks. I just want to make it clear everything. Not all you see is the truth, and not all the words you hear about me, about the Metamorphosis are real. To all our fans out there... please, believe in us." He said in front of the media and reporters.

Her denial came as fast as lightning. Unfortunately for Estelle, she failed to notice a cold pair of eyes watching her from a distant rooftop. ( Trunagan is the name of the standard currency in Shkrade. It was named after a werewolf hero who slayed an Abyssal Dragon. That's why it sounds more like a name.) (Author's Note: Hi there, sleep deprived author here. I have noticed that my writing has... deteriorated over the last few chapters, and I would love to apologize... and ask for your patience.

Before I could react, she had opened my trousers and taken me into her mouth. "What are you doing?" I hissed, but the mischief in her eyes told me she knew exactly what she was doing. My breath hitched. Frank's voice was a distant buzz in my ear. "Michael? Are you there? Michael, can you hear me?" His voice was frantic, tinny through the speaker. "Yeah, man." The words came out as a groan. Laila's head bobbed, her tongue flicking against my sensitive tip. "You sound... funny." Confusion colored Frank's voice.

“Hello, boss,” came the voice on the other end. Alex opened the door and stepped down from the car, pacing around, his finger tapping on the body of the car. “Dan, I need you to do something for me.” Alex’s voice was cold and clipped. “Listen,” he said. “I need you to investigate something immediately. I was served a spiked juice tonight at Club Unite. Annie ended up drinking it.” His tone darkened.

It sat low in my stomach, constant and hungry, and every time he touched me it only got worse. The club was underground, the entrance unmarked except for two men in black who nodded at Dante and opened the heavy door without a word. Music pulsed low and dark through the space. Red lighting washed over leather booths and a long bar. People moved through the shadows in expensive clothes, some already half-undressed, the air thick with smoke and perfume and sex.

I loved it ,it was perfect! "Are you sure ,that you're not a professional tattooist? " ,i asked him. "Hummm..haha! " "Haha..what now ..Untamed Love..wha..what does that mean? I mean, why Untamed Love, and not something like , Her First Tattoo, or First One ?" Dylan smiled and tapped the side of the bed, for me to lie next to him. I lied next to him and looked straight into his eyes. " Won't you answer my question?"

Cheska just shrugged by what the friend said. "Why should I be jealous?" I laughed softly at what Cheska said. Maybe he likes her friend named Zaine based on her answer. "Jane," I turned to the man named Nathan. I smiled at him as he held out his hand. "Nathaniel Wayne Salazar." I accepted its hand. "Jane Valdez." I instantly let go of his hand. He just laughed. "Nice to meet you, Jane. Don't be shy." Someone suddenly walked over to Nathan. He was Luke whom Cheska called earlier.

"Seems like the Byrds really don't know their place. Mr. Potter has already thrown them plenty of projects, and now they want to steal more from us." "With an appetite that big, they'd better watch out… Greed never ends well." Fred's face paled, but he quickly forced a smile. "All those projects have been cut. We're just hoping you can throw us a bone, Mr. Potter." Dean, visibly irritated, gestured toward me. "You want new projects? Let her do the drinking." Fred grew flustered, glancing at me nervously before speaking up. "She can't drink. I'll drink with you instead."