Scarecrow Novels Novels & Stories

I was having fun, so I was annoyed when I had to come back here. What surprised me even more, was that Everly had a war scythe and tried to reap my soul. I knew she was hiding something. She’s hiding the fact that she belongs to the Coven of the Crow and Shadows. The same coven who took my father away from me. Now that I didn’t see coming. However, the pure look of shock on her face when she realized I was a hybrid was priceless. “Nothing to say, Little Reaper?” I taunt, letting go of her hand with her war scythe.

We walk around, but that’s all there is other than the smell. “It’s quiet, too quiet.” Ari comments. I realize she is correct. I don’t even hear the sound of birds or any animals. Nothing for miles surrounding the cemetery as if it’s been abandoned by the wildlife. Crows love to frequent cemeteries as they are spies for my coven. They alert us to where the spirits are or where there might be trouble which means there had to be a crow here at some point. Something isn't right. “Something is not right here, Ari. We should go and call my dad. It seems we have a few things to report to him. Let’s go back to the town and talk to some locals.” I stop siphoning her abilities as we walk back to the

The boar looked to his side. Finally, he is old enough to explore the world. His mother gave him a backpack, full of all the necessary things he will need on his travel. They said their goodbyes. He was full of confidence when he crossed the village gate. To him there was, always, something terrifying about that gate. Now it was an ordinary gate, the same as all the rest of them. Tucos turned and looked, one more time, at the village.

“Oh, wow. That’s so crazy. Gosh, my head hurts already. I don’t want to think about anything.” “It’s okay, I understand,” June nodded. “I’m sure the reason he kidnapped Luke was because he knew Luke knew everything you knew.” Elena sighed. “He’ll be fine, right?” “I’m sorry. I can’t promise you anything,” June replied, her gaze shifting from Elena. “Conor is scarier than you could ever imagine. He has no human feelings whatsoever. I mean, look at us, both tied up here without even knowing where or-” “Shh,” Elena cut June off. “I hear footsteps.”

When I look down, I see black paws instead of feet. Skye walks over to Adam, growling. He tries to back up, but she keeps going. When he looks like he's ready to run, she bites his ankle and pulls him to the ground. Adam screams as Skye jumps on him. She rips his penis off with her teeth and tosses it aside.

I put up three fingers pointing at each of three men individually to investigate the tunnel that grandmother and I would not be going down. Grandmother, one warrior, and I head to the right, while the other three warriors go straight. The walk down the new corridor seems more like a maze, it turns right then left, shocking us with a creature that jumps out spitting fire. I conjured up a fireball in retaliation. However, my grandmother puts her hand on my arm mind-linking me and the warrior. It is just an illusion. We continue to walk forward through the tunnels of fright mares. Once we have saved the children, we can make it into a Halloween extravaganza.

Peacekeeper armor. He wrapped the star-metal wire around the locust limbs, creating jagged, spindly arms. He assembled a nightmare. It looked like a crucified skeleton made of metal and insect parts. "It needs a heart," Leo whispered. He reached into his own chest. Not literally, but metaphysically. He pulled a sphere of golden fire from his core. But he didn't make it pure. He twisted it. He added the memory of the Void he had felt in the Architect’s database. He added the anger of the burning South. He added the cold of the deep ocean. He created a ball of dread. He pushed it into the chest cavity of the Scarecrow. The construct jerked. The skull’s eyes lit up. Not gold. Purple-gold. A br

I get to the door that is concealing the moaning fools and reach for the knob, but Moira grabs my wrist. I look over to see that her face is covered in new tears. Her eyes hold her shattered heart in them, and I gasp. I look at the door where my twin brother is plowing someone and realize. MOIRA IS SCOTT'S MATE. The end. THE ALPHA'S LITTLE SISTER HAS NOW BEEN COMBINED WITH THE ALPHA'S TOUGH GIRL PLEASE REVIEW AND LEAVE ME COMMENTS. I LOVE HEARING YOUR OPINIONS The Alpha's Little Sister- Book 2

I knew instantly that it was Garland’s voice, taunting us, daring us to defy him. I looked out at the horizon and felt a chill creep over me. From every angle, I could see them—Garland’s wolves—dozens upon dozens of them, large and vicious, prowling forward, their fur glistening under the light. They’d emerged from the shadows, moving like a dark wave, forcing the people around us to flee in panic. Screams rang out, and I could see the fear twisting through everyone’s expressions. Our own men started to shift, their bodies trembling as their wolves took over, ready to meet Garland’s pack with muscle, claws, and fury. But as I looked closer, I realised this wasn’t just a primal clash. This wa

But soon, she would understand the consequences of being miserly. One day, while Greta was mocking me as usual, Hilda gleefully watched on. She walked into the living room with a glass of water to keep her throat hydrated. However, her movements were cautious, and she shuffled around nervously. As she was about to sit down, I suddenly shouted, "Ah!" Startled, she plopped down onto the chair, and there was a loud popping sound. Hilda let out an ear-piercing scream. Trembling, she glanced downward and saw that her pants were completely soaked. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she fainted on the spot.