Romans & histoires Stephen King

So he inspired me to be creative with my writing. Stephen King- He is in my top 5 favorite authors of all time. I love reading his books. I love how dark, real, lighthearted, and horrific his stories can be. I love the world and characters he creates. He is main reason why I gotten into horror. His books "The Shining" and "Carrie", which were turned into classic movies, helped influenced me to create this story.

Hurried footsteps jolted her from the stupid dream. Shakily, she got up and bit down the urge to yell 'Liz, is that you!? ' Another creak came from the kitchen's floor boards. Grabbing her solitary spoon as a weapon, she walked slowly, praying it was a rat, even though she detested rats. She took shaky steps towards the kitchen whose darkness spoke volumes. As she approached the kitchen door, she hurriedly grabbed the handle and locked the door. Expelling a huge breath, she couldn't shake out the dark figure that was loitering in her kitchen. The dark figure she had stunned into mid step.

he asked looking her way “um twilight? Underworld? Dracula untold? Queen of the damned? Any of this ring a bell?” she had asked he had stared wide eyed shaking his head “there are romances about us now? Thats amazing” dius had said making everyone nod, including her own sister this had made her laugh so hard her ribs had hurt for the rest of the day he came out of the closet in another white shirt fully buttoned and tucked in to his dark blue slacks black belt and shiny shoes even though he was once again rolling his sleeves

"Taking a hasty step in provocation and annoyance will only harm you and your citizens, princess. This is not the time to act without thought and in a hurry. Otaku is no more a human that you can kill and end. He is a aghori, a vampire who has no death. His words are like the death sentence and his hands work a disaster on any human. He is now filled in a wrath of vexation. He wants nothing from you but revenge, an answer for all the ache he has suffered for years. Please be patient." The princess stared at the saint in indignation and unrest. "How can I be here in patience when my people are suffering there his injustice and choler, saint Augustine?" "WHEN THERE IS A DANGER ONE SHOULDN'T ST

Kate POV Hanging up from Drake, I shake my head. For a guy I barely know, he seems overly invested in my safety. Laughing I turn away from the phone and get up to leave the conference room, when I realize my father had left some papers behind from our meeting earlier. Grabbing them up I notice a couple names jotted down on the papers. One has a star by his name but it’s not a person I have ever heard of before. Making a mental note, I take a picture of the page, so I can research the names in our history books.

With vampire's being immortal and hard to kill there were not too many graves. She walked until she got to a certain building. Looking up she saw the name Moretti above her head. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door. One thing her nose was very good at was picking up the smell of death. Getting over the stench she walked over to a plot she knew was occupied and placed her hand on the headstone.

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.

Adams waited at the driver’s seat patiently humming to himself when all of a sudden, the door burst opened, startling him. “Oh mine! Ichabod! You almost gave me a fit! Why were you back so....” He kept quiet as he recognized the twitched face and the cyan eyes. In a low growl, Odin ordered, “drive!” “Okay.” Adams said without further ado and switched on the engine. **

Whatever is in this house is evil…pure evil! For the longest while all three of them sat in stunned silence after Beth read from Polly’s journal. What they just learned was almost beyond belief.Polly's own sister,had seen the second entity of which Lady Katherine had spoken of.Although Beth did not want to acknowledge it out loud,her heart and mind told her that Ginny's tormentor must be the lady in the shadows.The one who wanted her dead. “Aunt Ginny must have been so scared,”Marcus finally said.”Who in their right mind would not be?”

his father joined in and maniacally laughed. “Afterall… I am Carlos Montemayor!” His sexual gaze followed Regatta Cullinan, a famous model with nepotistic connections. As soon as Regatta walk past him, he immediately groped her butt. “That’s my son!” the elder Montemayor chided. I looked away, feeling nothing but disgust. I immediately tidied my things to leave and spare myself from further second-hand embarrassment. It was not the first time and I do not think that this will be the last.