Scutter Novels & Stories

The sound coming from a horror film behind me battered when the thunder strike with the high volume that even the next building can be disturb. "Go to bed now," I commanded and closed the Tv. "Party pooper, the best scene was yet to come!" "I'm not sleepy!" And they started complaints, but in the end, they still follow me and eventually go to their room. I left a note besides Nate to take care of everything while I'm at work. I choosed to walked instead to use my scooter this time, the nighttime in the city is beautiful opposite from the morning, morning is a curse. I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself.

I took the hospital gown which Nicole had thrown over to me and quickly disappeared behind the curtain I had changed behind earlier on, shifting back into my human form, I hissed as I finally felt the effects of the wound. The pain was worse than what I had been feeling in my neck two days' ago and when I looked down at the size of the wound, I knew that I was going to have another scar to add to the collection I was slowly gathering. But at least this one was a real battle wound. Damn silver. I am going to have to have words with the Moon Goddess about that. You do that and perhaps I won't have a hideous scar to show for my idiocy once the would heals.

Fine, she'd have to run. "Fire in our hearts," Pakuri said, as she made her rhea run. They still had to cross what remained of the village to meet the second Hova force. Voty followed her with her rhea, leaving Scarlett and Marcellus behind. He scanned the area, taking some steps toward a half-burned wagon, stooping down to reach something inside of it. "This will do," he said, pulling out a scythe. It was dirty and a little rusty, but he flicked it with a swift movement of his arm, and Scarlett was sure that it would be enough to cut up a few Hova in his hands.

Vandel took out a pint of blood and drunk it heavly. “Fine. But your gonna need this” Vandal tossed two yellow balls to Scott. “What are these?” Scott asked. “Sun grenades. Perfect for killing any vamps that turn on you. Just remembers you only get to use each of them once.” “Thank you.” “Thank me by taking that spoil bitch out of power. Ever since her mom disappeared she’s been talking most of my proceeds?” “Now, I make a call” Moments pass as Vandel escorts Scott and Sardonyx outside the club in the princess granted.

'Scar? 'I NEED YOU ASAP!' 'SOS' 'CODE RED' 'Scarlet?' 'Scaaaaaaaaaarrrrlleeeeetttt' 'Bitch do you not see this?' 'You blind?' 'SCARLET! I am in danger there are people out here trying to kill me aaaaaaaahhh so exciting! Isn't it?' 'I need you with me' 'Come on, we'll fight them together 'Scarlet?' 'SCARLET' 'you bitch, are gonna come when I'm dead!!!!!'

There is nothing… “Scythe Bazooka!” Still nothing but shame… The evil spirit laughed so hard that he even laughed his ass to the ground! K Whatever reasoned, what can she do? She doesn’t know anything except being hunted by the supposed prey! Furious, she threw the kiddie-sized scissors at him! To her surprise, the sharp edge of the scissors went straight at the evil spirit’s head! Both of them were surprised! Especially when the black mists the evil spirit’s emitting slowly disappear as if the kiddie-sized scissors were absorbing the it!

'D*mn it!' Lukas leaned against the wall, slowly rising to his feet, a gloomy expression on his face. 'The Foggy Sect is so evil. They are trying to kill me!' "Lukas!" Suddenly, upon Darryl's instruction, Scarless drew a long saber and said coldly, "Next year, on this day, shall be the day you die. You'll never escape this place." Immediately, a strong power erupted from within Scarless and drew a cold light using the long saber, charging toward Lukas.

Scars already marking his skin knowing silver affects wolf very much. “Your friend is stupid, Eve. She thinks that she can take you from me. No one, I repeat, no one will take you from me. You’re mine and only mine.” Eve felt her whole world darkens when she felt a strong whiff of wind as a large axe had been slam next to her. Eve knew what was cut but she couldn’t, she didn’t want to believe it but she had to see it. Her body shivers as she turns. A pain so unbearable, emotion so deep with guilt and anguish just burst from her chest. She started screaming like a woman possessed seeing Ariadne’s lifeless eyes looking back at her like Damien. Her head is separated from her body and Vlad was k

I tried again and again and it was successful. I took a step forward and damn, the pain between my legs was terrible. I found it so hard to take the second step. Then the bathroom door burst opened. He walked in with water dripping from his hair down to his abs. A towel was wrapped around his waist. I stared up at his muscular chest. I cleared my throat so I would stop staring. We might end up on the bed again. "Stop staring at me like that or I might fuck your brains out next." He scowled at me and I looked away. I ignored the pains between my legs and proceeded to the bathroom.

Some kind of fluid sprayed out, dark and oily and wrong. It stumbled. For just a second, maybe less, it was off-balance, its perfect calculations disrupted by unexpected damage. I drove my dagger into its eye socket, the blade sinking deep into whatever served as its brain. The scout shrieked—a sound that was more electronic feedback than organic scream, like speakers blowing out and metal grinding and something breaking at the fundamental level. It staggered back, clawing at its face with jerky, uncoordinated movements. "WEAK POINT IDENTIFIED!" another scout announced, its voice cutting through the chaos. "OCULAR SENSORS VULNERABLE. ADJUSTING COMBAT PROTOCOLS. SHARING TACTICAL DATA."