Stephen King First Novels & Stories

We were all monsters now. Adam had been the first to embrace what we were-werewolves, creatures bound by the moon. He'd called it a blessing, a gift from the Moon Goddess Selene. Our grandmother had sacrificed herself to protect us, invoking the ancient powers of our ancestors. But for all her intentions, the result was something that couldn't be undone.

"Clarke, wake up. We have to go" my father said as he took my suitcase underneath the bed. Growing up, we had always been on the run. My father and mother have been hunted down by both of their clans since I was born. Vampires and Werewolves alike. Both clans never supported their matrimony because of a prophecy. It was said that the child they will bear, is a monster and will be the end of the vampire and werewolf race. I was that child, I am the first of my kind.

And as his character trait, Alexis opened it by introducing them with each other. “This is Albert. A first-year zoology student, who also happens to be my roommate.” He was pointing towards Albert in stupor when he did the introduction. It’s only been a month of orientations and getting-to-know’s that he really had no other thing to say about his roommate, so that was it. But he had way less things to say about her date, so she just let her introduce herself. “I’m Margaret Bishop. 1st year nursing student.” With the pleasantries out of the way, that was how Margaret and Albert resumed their lives: as unknowing people who just met.

He strode towards her, his expression dark and menacing, and without hesitation, wrapped his hand around her neck. Steph’s eyes widened in terror as Malakai’s grip tightened. She writhed and gasped for air, her sobs turning to strangled cries. The courtroom fell silent, the only sound being her desperate struggle. With a final, violent twist, the sound of her neck snapping echoed throughout the chamber, cutting off her cries instantly. The room was plunged into a deafening silence, broken only by the lifeless thud of Steph’s body as Malakai tossed it aside, watching it tumble down the steps to the ground below.

My mind tried to comprehend how one could move that fast as I strained to hear their words. My ear perking up as the newly made sneered, laughing sardonically, "The King of Vampires graces a low life with his presence". The King of Vampires, I thought, my eyes going round as saucers and the newly made continued, "To what do I owe the pleasure, Jacob?" And the floodgate of memories unleashed itself on my mind.

Stephen growls. “What sort of drama is this at 8 am in the morning” I mutter to myself, but I think Stephen heard because the next thing I heard from him was; “What? What the fuck did you say?” Stephen interrogates, looking like he’s about to eat me raw, “Ah… See, there’s Lisa at the beginning of the hallway” I said pointing to the end of the hallway, but he totally buys it and gets distracted. So, I use the chance to flee from him. As I ran, he yells my name after realizing I pulled a number on him.

she got up to introduce me to the stranger as I walked up to them, “Imani. She's a student in your school.” I put on my best smile as I turned to the visitor, but my smile froze immediately when I saw who the visitor was. I was hallucinating. I have to be. But I wasn't. “Imani Cole,” he rose to his feet, too. I believe we already have the pleasure of meeting. She's one of my students. I lectured in her class earlier today.” “Ohh, what a small world.” Mom beamed, “I bet you didn't know she's your step-niece. Imani,” she turned to me, even though I was hollowed out and blanked out, “he's Stephan King, Declan’s brother.”

Adeniran at regular intervals to make sure she was okay. Every step Muhammad took as he walked towards his car brought the image of Caroline and her mom to his mind. Whoever the monster was, he was going to make sure he did his best to nab them before they killed another lady. His boss had given him four weeks to find ‘The First One.’ The psycho now had five bodies to his name. Muhammad hoped the body of the killer was going to be the next and final one.