Terror Infinity Novels & Stories

She said with her voice softening at the end, eyes shining with tears. It was the first time Darach had seen a being like her to show this much emotion. He didn't know if he should be angry at her for bluntly calling him a dog or thankful for her condolences. Beings like her were rumored to be the most vicious fraction of immortals. They rarely show any emotions. "You lost your mate?" Came Connor's alarmed voice. He had a look of pure terror on his face. "Go North! Go to the wasteland where the snow is as deadly as hellfire. You'll find them there." She said with a distant look on her face.

I paced across the room, my heart racing as the echoes of my last dream still clung to my skin. The furies. The whispered warnings, the icy grips, and the terror—they were becoming more real with every passing day. The eerie connection between me and the Underworld was no longer something I could brush aside.

"I saw a mountain range in the desert, but at the base of the mountains were caves. Weapons are stored there." Then it was Daphne's turn. "I saw first the destruction of Nightshade at the farmhouse. Wolves and Hunters were fighting. Then I saw the destruction of The Diamond Pack Compound." "What does it mean?" I asked without thinking. She looked directly into my eyes. "It means that if we don't succeed in taking down and destroying Nightshade, then they will destroy us here at the Compound instead."

“Something I never forgot. F.E.A.R. You either Forget Everything And Run… or you Face Everything And Rise.” Cheyenne lifted her head. “Today we didn’t run,” Tora continued. “We stood at the edge of the end of the world… and we’re still here.” “We rose,” Gunner said, stepping forward. “Then let’s keep rising,” Chelsea added. “For the world, for the packs, the covens, the broods, the thunders, the odysseys—for everyone who doesn’t even know how close they are to being lost.” Isolde smirked. “I’d rather die rising than live on my knees.”

*********CADEN********** I was beyond exhausted. I had been running for hours in order to let my wolf out. Out in order to have a taste of the world. I headed towards the pack when I saw Keith and Amelia coming towards me. “Is everything alright?” I asked. “Well we caught three rouges” Keith said and I growled. “Well four if we include the baby” Amelia said and I groaned. What were rogues doing in our territory?. We haven’t had any issue like this for a long time.

His survival was the only definition of victory. And that… that terrified him. Terror had been his old companion. The terror of a botched mission, of a sniper’s scope, of a knife in the dark. This was different. This was the terror of having something so precious that its loss would be an extinction-level event. It was the terror of the anchor realizing the entire ship depends on its hold. It was the terror Anton had lived with since his mother died, the terror that had built his fortress.

Why were they stalling? She inhaled, trying to control her breathing. Smothering the terror that shook her closed lids. She needed to run now. She would yelp Clara’s name after her. Her eyes snapped open. She heard them. Low growls, seething at both of her shoulders, bare fangs breathing in wait behind the shadows. Too late. Her heartbeat drummed in her ears. Her eyes bore holes into the ground. The air from her nostrils chilled.

"Professor Manji's colleagues survived. They are anchored offshore. They have engineered a synthetic Active. Project Genesis. It has no Caloric Debt. It does not overheat. It does not tire." Baraka stared at the drive in his hand, the horrific realization Eliana had warned him about officially confirmed. "They built a terminator." "They built a reset button," Malik corrected softly. "They are terrified of Tanzania. They are terrified of us. Genesis is designed to sweep this country from border to border and exterminate every living thing that carries the Star-Code. And when it finishes with us, it will turn on the humans who harbor us. Your precious civilian refugees in the Warren will burn

“Earis will destroy the world after the death of a dragon and a newborn! The hunters will bring Carnage unlike any we've ever seen before and your perfect Luna will lead us to our deaths!” A loud static ringing buzzed inside my head. HXP protocol from the hunters, checked. Dragon, checked. Soon to be newborn, checked! WE'RE DOOMED!

Not only that, Tyr Summers was able to recall the feeling he had when he was lying in the woman in white’s arms earlier. It was the same feeling he had when lying in his mother’s arms as a child. So, Tyr was almost certain that he was not mistaken. Refusing to let go, Green Dragon advised in a deep voice, “Tyr, you can’t go after her! On the other side of Sky Rift Valley is the legendary haunted Mount of Terror. “You just woke up, and your body has not fully recovered yet. Black Turtle and I are heavily injured too. Given our current strength, we can’t go there!”