The Strain Trilogy Novels & Stories

So I was counting on that to get him to have an appropriate reaction. "Strain 5 is the one they've most likely released. It's the strain that has the most vials available, so they can use it more easily," Daemon said, and Izan raised his eyebrows. "They don't have time to replicate anything, so surely that must be it. They used what they had on hand." I cursed through my teeth at what that really meant. “Of course it has to be the most terrible strain!” I said angrily. “Magic silk coating every single wolf organ until the damn cocoon chokes them with toxins more lethal and painful than aconite is ideal. Isn't it?”

But right now, standing over an unconscious corporate spy in his dimly lit office, there was something raw about him. Something dangerous. She exhaled, shaking her head. “You need to start explaining. Right now.” Adrian’s gaze met hers, sharp and assessing. “I don’t owe you an explanation.” Juniper took a step closer, ignoring the way her pulse quickened. “You do if I’m caught in the middle of whatever war you’re fighting.” His lips pressed into a thin line. For a moment, she thought he was going to shut her out completely. Then he sighed. “Sinclair and I have a history. He wants what I have—my company, my tech, my connections. But he doesn’t play fair.” He gestured to the unconscious man. “

"It's just a thought. If you're serious about this investor, marriage might be the way in. Think about it." "Marriage for a club membership? That's extreme, Wilson. I need to find another way, a real solution.....I can't afford to marry a stranger and go through what I went through with Ethan all over " "But what if you don't marry a stranger? "

Joe goes up the 2nd floor with Jin but eventually is left alone when Jin climbs to the 3rd floor. Now alone, Penti frowns. He wasn’t afraid of being alone nor being in the dark but ever since he can remember, he’s always been sensitive to the things that normal people couldn’t see. When they approached this part of the suburbs, Penti’s sense started to go crazy. It told him that this place was bad news.

"Before he goes, he wanted to finish this Zurich trip." Caroline smiled. "I think I know now, Zha. You are head over heels in love with those fictional characters who have been through a lot, like Romeo, the main male lead of The Fault In Our Stars and you are in love with Jack Dawson of Titanic too. You are in love with those characters who have been through a lot but still fought until the end. And Dion, from the things you have told me, he has been through a lot. And he is a tough one." My smile widens. Tears started to form at the corner of my eyes, I fought the urge when they are about to fall.

I hoped Sir left some people for me to burst. This itch wasn’t physical. It was a habit—one I inherited from my father. I remembered it well from when I was a kid. The tension. The craving for release. He was one of the original thinkers tasked with eliminating the first subjects on this island, working alongside Sir and their conjurer friend, the very one who built this now-ruined structure. I could still hear his voice, describing each kill in sickening detail. The screams. The fear. The way their agony fueled his satisfaction.

Hi, and welcome to STRANGER ATTRACTION. This is Kaelith’s story. A girl found in the woods with no memory, no past, and no name except the one given to her by the wind. She has a father she would give her life for, but her family… they are not all on her side. Her brothers want her in ways she can’t ignore, a stranger has eyes only for her, and everyone in her small town seems to have a stake in her life.

When I came down at lunchtime they were still there. Srisha and Sanskrit insisted I have lunch with them. I couldn't say no to them. I felt quite awkward being around these people. I learned that Srisha and Sanskrit were his childhood friends. They both were friends turned lovers I guess. And then there was Miss Ratna who was so touchy with him. She would talk about the time they spent together and about how their families are so close blah blah. I would feel his eyes on me time and again. Srisha and Sanskrit tried making conversation with me. Maybe they thought I was feeling alone and awkward. That's the perk of being around people, you feel alone.

he breathed, his voice tight. Valen didn't look angry. He didn't look ashamed. He looked at Hezekiah with a piercing, newfound intensity. A slow, triumphant smile spread across his face—a look of pure, calculated joy. "A grandchild," Valen murmured, his voice carrying a weight that silenced the wind. "An heir." He turned his gaze to his son. Valen had kept Darius as an only child for thirty years, terrified that another pregnancy would kill Pearl due to her past complications. He had guarded his small family with a ruthless grip. Now, the legacy was expanding.

As she said that, her voice started to take on a seductive hush to it. "I need it so badly, it's making me all frustrated. Mr. Turner... Daddy, please... Help me out just this once, okay?" Faced with a strikingly beautiful young woman throwing herself at me, my male instincts were already on the edge of taking over. With just a slight push, my mind would cross over the precipice of no return. But Shanine was Kerrigan's daughter, and Kerrigan made it clear that I was not to touch Shanine again! I was stuck in a difficult dilemma. What should I do?