Scp Stories Novels & Stories

A small plan hatched in her mind and she waits for Khalid to sleep before bringing it to life. After hours of escaping the cave, Eve finally arrived in Dzhimara’s gate. She wore a cloak around her which she borrowed from Khalid after he went into a deep sleep. Going through the blizzard was easy for her but she felt a bit too cool going through the cold wind. Even her body feels weird. When she tries to use her magic, she felt an odd, foreign tingle from the tip of her finger. Her Gift refuse to come out and it made her worried. She also feel a small discomfort of strange scar that magically appeared on her chest, directly between her breast. Another horizontal scar marred the spot near he

That was also the reason why I only learned that Sasha had been abused for a long time when Leo finally found her at the base camp. Jasper had told me that he had sent her to the cryonics program to be preserved, but his real plan was to sell her off somewhere before we returned to the base camp. Luckily, Leo had arrived in time and managed to save her. Now, everything was finally moving forward in a positive direction. … Through Leo's and my persistent efforts in leading the team to search high and low within the former forests for clues, we finally managed to find the main source of the water contamination.

She squeezed it two more times before dropping it in the water close to her chest. Leaning back and relaxing, she let her hands drop on either side of the bath tub. Her left hand reached out for the bottle of wine which laid just below the tub and she lifted it up. Deciding not to bother refilling the now empty glass, she brought the bottle to her lips and tipped her head backward, gulping the red liquid down in a rush. She choked and coughed, placed the bottle down and chuckled sadly. "Omar, I'm really sorry." Hiccup. "I'm really really sorry. But I needed this break, at least I thought that was what I needed.... Bit I miss you terribly...."

scar gets back in flight as we keep flying around in circles ,around the pack house trying to pick up Rosa's sent ,i held my scorpion mace in my right hand slicing through and killing every single enemy in sight ,the whole pack was so thrown into to chaos ,with everyone running around for their lives ,this time i tried my best not to harm the defenceless ones of the pack just the warriors and guards who tried to stop me from reaching their alpha ,i had scar sex the all ablaze ,i pick up Rosa's scent by its a bit faint . I pick up Rosa's scent but it appear to be a little faint ,it leads me to the end of the pack ,a little into the woods , i get down from scar and walk forward for a clos

Scott POV Everything was collapsing around us and Aldus stood at the center of it all, transformed into a monster, his body twisting with scales, claws, and horns like something ancient and forgotten by every race. Things looked bad. Really bad. But I wasn’t afraid. I stepped forward, flames curling around my fists—normal flames at first. But then something inside me snapped. The fear. The anger. The memories of everything this organization had done. And then the flames shifted. They darkened… deepened… twisted… until they burned a violent purple, hot enough to distort the air.

As Grace Hill becomes the home to many dangerous paranormal beings, Scott pretends another is his mate. Hurt, Lilly shuts him out. Has Scott lost his only chance of a mate? And what threat from her past could send Scott to possible war? Their world has never been more fragile as a cult known as Disaster of the Otherworld intends to plunge them into chaos. I hope you will enjoy it.

Neo’s POV Sitting at my desk, my mind is consumed by the image of Skyler, completely engulfed in those Scarabs she fondly referred to. It's astonishing how she fearlessly caressed them, treating them as harmless creatures, before they obediently scurried away from her and disappeared into the earth. It's as if they hold no threat, no potential for danger or death. This scene continues to play in my mind, leaving me both fascinated and perplexed by Skyler's unwavering trust in these seemingly treacherous insects.

"Toss her and all the filth she brought with her out of the hotel at once. They are not allowed to set foot in Cascadia Hotel ever again." The security guards immediately came forward to drag Rosie and the rest of her friends, including the guys still licking the floor, out of the hotel.

They exchanged a glance, a silent promise passing between them as they prepared to navigate the shadows of the den, each tasked with a vital mission. As silence reclaimed the den, Lily settled beside Sophia, a young pack member whose frail form barely clung to life on her tattered bedding. The flickering light from the dying embers of the fire cast shifting shadows across Sophia’s pale features, emphasizing the fragility of her condition. It was a sight that sent a pang of anguish through Lily's heart.

Scott sounded equally annoyed as he snapped, "Shirley never ceases to amaze me! I can't believe she'll even hide in such a dump to avoid us. The moment I see her, I'll—" The rest of his sentence died in his throat, and the expression on his face slowly froze. As Devin followed Scott's stunned gaze, his eyes fell on my memorial portrait. Then came Vanessa's hollow voice. "You're here to harvest Shirley's kidneys, aren't you? Well, both of her kidneys are in this tin."