Templeton The Rat Novels & Stories

Cameron snatched it, nipping the rat’s tail with his teeth, and with a twist of his head, slammed its body down onto the pavement with a sickening crunch of bone, and tearing the tail clear off. Spit that out, Heath thought in disgust wishing that he possessed Aislen’s telepathy, and that Cameron could hear him. His mate wasn’t interested in keeping the rat’s tail between his teeth for any longer than necessary and dropped it onto the pavement, where it lay like an oversized, fat worm twitching. The cat padded over, swishing its tail under Heath’s nose, looping it around his body, before dragging it away, and batted at the tail with one disinterested paw, before continuing its sashay through

The rat started to dig in Teb’s stomach, making him go insane. “I-I’m telling-ahh! I’m telling the truth!” He shouted and cried like a maniac. The two rat digs faster than they thought. Teb cursed loudly as he screamed in pain. “Y-You freak! You will all die-argh!” Olive hit the bucket with the gaslighter, making the rats panicked more. She heated it again. Teb panicky tried to release himself, but the chains dug dipper to his flash as he moved. “S-Sir Donovan!” He shouted with all his might. “I-I know where he is, so stops!” He pleaded, and Olive stopped heating the bucket, making the rat calm. Teb inhaled and exhaled deeper before speaking.

Thank God! Unlike my house, which was a two-story house, his was only a single-story one, but there was a bush in front of it and a fence surrounded it. I acted as if I was some kind of ninja as I ran round the neighbor's side and tried to jump the fence, and, after that failed, climb over it. This plan had sounded like a good one in my head. What actually happened was Tom, a jerk who just happened to be in the same classes as me, came out and said, "Hey what you doing on our property?"

Clem said as she finally took his whole length in. She began to fellate him, bopping her head up and down as he thrust his hard shaft down her throat. She started crying, praying that someone should walk right in and save her from this son of the devil. After a short while, he ordered her to stand up and take off her trousers. She began to beg him but he gave no heed to her plea. He threatened to shoot her again and then, out of fear, she took off her trousers. He began to fondle her buttocks and uttered obscenities. With a gun in one hand, he bent her over the sink and spread her legs apart. He spat on his hand and used it to lubricate her lady part.

Miss Patricia returned his gaze to me, but I just bowed down and noticed my hands shaking violently; still traumatized by all the horrible things I've witnessed today. “Miss, why are you yelling—Oh god! What the hell is that thing?!” Sir Martin entered with a book under his armpits, his eyes widening when he spotted the putrid squashed rat on the floor. "It's a dead rat; one of the pupils could have done it." Miss Patricia murmured with a grimace, while Sir Martin's eyes remained fixated on the rodent, a disbelieving expression on his face. “That is really serious…” Sir Martin muttered. He clicked his tongue and shook his head.

*SQQQUUEEEKK! the remaining Rats is not giving up their comrade and attack too but we successfully block them *SQQUUUEEEE..* and another Big Rat has been slain! Art gather another set of water for the next attack of rats *SQQUEEEK!!!!* the remaining Big Rat is more enraged than before and attacks us in front! both of them jumps towards us but the Rat is just an animal even though it is mutated a little, its brain was focus on its primal nature and attacks us without caring about anything

"Boss," Lorenzo said on the other end, "what must we do with the rat?" "Locked him up in the cellar. Ensure you give him just enough food to keep him going. We'll be home tomorrow!" Massimo responded. There was a ruffled sound in the background as the two men discussed what to do with him. "Understood, sir," Lorenzo affirmed, just before disconnecting the line. Sliding his phone back into his pocket, he turned his full attention back to Talana, holding her hand calmly, grounding her, as Roberto Sanchiano began explaining everything.

“You must be the famous consultant.” Famous? Adrian didn’t correct her. “This is Serena Hale,” he said smoothly. “Board member. And an old… associate.” Serena’s smile deepened. “That’s one way to put it.” Clara extended her hand politely. “Nice to meet you.” Serena’s gaze lingered, assessing. Weighing. “Yes,” Serena said softly. “It really is.” The unspoken tension was subtle but unmistakable. Then Serena turned back to Adrian. “Dinner tonight?”

Tina pushed her bottom lip out in a pout, crossing her arms over her chest as she paused in the opening to Skylar's cubicle and watched as Skylar sat down and wiggled the mouse to wake her computer screen. Skylar ignored Tina's pout and opened the available placements memo from that morning. Mostly more accounting firms, law offices, and a couple big companies looking for mailroom temps. Skylar stopped scrolling and clicked on one of the placements. She knew it must be the one Tina was talking about because she heard an excited squeak behind her. Banscroft Empires. Looking for a temp placement for CEO James Banscroft's personal secretary. Skylar quickly clicked apply and said a quick prayer

Silence settled again. Veronica sat down slowly. Still confused. Still afraid. Because whatever this had become— It was no longer something she recognized. And deep down— She knew something else. This wasn’t going to end quietly. It wasn’t going to fade. It was going to explode. And when it did— No one in that room would walk away unchanged. Not Christiana. Not Joy. Not even her. And somewhere in the distance— A bell rang. Loud. Clear. Unavoidable.