Novel & Cerita Stephen King's First

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.

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.

"I... I am sorry," I stammered, scrambling up from the bed, my face flushed with embarrassment. My heart thundered in my chest as I felt his piercing gaze following my every movement. Before I could take another step, his hand shot out, grabbing mine. He pulled me close-so close that I could feel his warmth radiating against my skin. The intoxicating heat from his body mixed with the faint scent of pine and something raw, almost feral. His breath brushed against my cheek, and I instinctively kept my head bowed, avoiding his gaze. I knew better than to look directly into his eyes. These creatures were unpredictable, volatile. One wrong move could mean my life.

I walked barefoot out the main gates of the Silvermoon pack territory. A rusted-out pickup truck waited for me. A relic from my old life. The door didn't just creak; it screamed in protest as I pulled it open. Now, it was my only way out. As I opened the door, I saw them. A pack of reporters, already waiting. "Elena! Over here!" "What does it feel like to be rejected by Alpha Aiden?" "Do you have anything to say to Lady Cora?"

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.

Man, I sure do miss them. Long nights tend to remind me of our first home, where I grew up. Where I had my first shift as a werewolf, where I first hunted for blood, other than that it was the most normal feeling I ever had, I was only sixteen back then. The years after were difficult, we had to change home from time to time. City after city, state after state.

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.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

He knew that if he waited she was likely to turn him down and he wasn't ready to argue with her about it tonight. The next morning, Steven King woke at the crack of dawn and dragged himself to the gym before heading to Marie's room to check on her. She looked so perfect in her Mickey Mouse pajamas, with her gorgeous black hair spilled all over the pillow. Not able to resist the urge to kiss her, he planted a kiss on her cheek, placed the card in her bedside drawer and walked out of the room. As he turned to step out, a huge snore escaped her and Steven bit his lips to hold back from laughing. He headed into Alden Kings Inc. and was besieged immediately by Zed once he got the floor where his