Thomas Slater Fear Street Novels & Stories

His possessiveness over Melina ran deeper. Thomas knew men like Xiao Zhan, who were far crueler to women than he was. He couldn’t have another monster in Melina’s life. Thomas is the only monster Melina is worthy of having on this earth. He’s the only one who is allowed to make her shiver in fear. Thomas felt like ripping Xiao Zhan’s head off right now for wanting his Melina. How could he want what was his? Xiao Zhan does not understand that he’s the only man allowed to see fear swim in her eyes and watch her bottom lips quiver as she tries to hold back her tears. The one he loves the most is when she realizes the Thomas she knew is no more, and only the monster that stands before her exists

“Or were you just afraid?” “Afraid?” Thomas laughed. “I fear nothing.” “You feared prison,” I said, taking a small step forward. “You feared failure. You were so scared of losing your money that you killed the only person who actually loved you.” “Shut up,” Thomas snapped, raising the gun higher. “And now you’re doing it again,” I continued, my voice rising. “You’re going to kill your son. Your grandson’s mother. all because you’re terrified of being irrelevant.”

He was lying face down, and face up, all at once. I live in that house now. I am the village "fixer." And every night, I listen to the scratching beneath the floorboards. I don't fear the ones that crawl. I fear the ones that wait. Because now I know that the most terrifying thing in the world isn't death—it’s a corpse that refuses to close its eyes.

He mentioned the rumors that were spreading like wildfire about a half-bodied woman with wings of a bat, killing people with jobs similar to theirs. Undeniably this statement of his struck fear in the hearts of his colleagues, most especially Cherry. As she got out of the coffee shop, she began to hallucinate about what her boss just mentioned. What if she happens to be the next victim? How would she fight that mysterious creature? She doesn't even know karate or any martial art for that matter! Oh my… Her heart started to beat faster as she goes out into the parking area. Cherry heard a flutter of wings above her as she sauntered to her car. She froze from where she is standing. Her mind is

He hunted the streets for easy kills, devouring the blood and flesh of his victims until the madness made him jump into the Thames River never to be seen or heard from again. As Thalia spoke, Jennifer's face began to pale, her blue eyes widening. Even Svetlana, the one who seemed the least likely to be fazed by anything, shifted uncomfortably in her seat. The silence that followed reeked of the humans' unease. Their hearts fluttered rabidly like the wings of birds, giving away their fear easily. For a moment Thalia felt bad for pulling such a prank but if there was one thing Thalia had learnt in all her years on this earth was if you gave bullies an inch, they'd take a mile and Jennifer was

He paused, trying to voice his thoughts carefully. "But, here. Here I'm afraid of what he might do if someone crossed his path unexpectedly." Thomas gave me a pained expression, his eyes filling with the haunting truth of it all. His wolf would kill anyone and anything if deemed a threat, and in a place filled with other shifters, that meant everyone was its enemy in a fit of rage and confusion.

"Hit the ground running; got it." The monsters of the Sluagh were getting eager, or maybe they were just plain pissed because they were moving faster than their shadow cover and some of them were starting to poke through the obvious disguise. I cringed and set my attention on the ground. I wouldn't look at them unless I absolutely had to. "It's a type of magic." Tiernan squeezed me tighter. "The fear you're feeling isn't just from their appearance." "As if they needed any help." I grimaced and then looked up at him with a smile. "Thank you for telling me that."

“Inhumans are! And there is no excuse as to why they do not help out more around here.” “Is not fear a good enough excuse?” I asked. “It can be a crippling disorder for some.” “Yeah, well.” she took yet another donut from my bag. In the back of my mind, I was just thankful that she’d brought me two. “What you call fear, I call cowardice.” she spat. “Regardless, I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Won’t solve anything.” Harlyn rolled her eyes. “Now, on to other subjects…I saw Uncle Slaughter’s vassal down the hall.”

Luke said and very reluctantly got into the bus. The ten-minute drive to the Thomas Gardens seemed to take only a few seconds. Luke’s heart was pounding in his chest. He had seen a lot of people the previous day, and all of them had signaled him to be quiet before they vanished right before his eyes. None of them looked mean, but it was just the way they kept themselves, he saw the pain and despair in their eyes, and that scared him. And no matter what his father was telling him, he knew the place was haunted. He could feel them, he could sense them, and he knew, it was only a matter of time before they tried to make contact.

Fear, mistrust, doubt. "Ahem. So let's hear what's really going on in the real world" Larry says steering the conversation away from the silence that was filling this room. For a moment it's like Thomas is trapped. He still scrutinizing me with his stare and minutes pass as I wait to exhale. After a beat he glanced away sheltering me in his arms once again. "They are planning to kill the vampires" "You're joking" "No, they've already attacked them. Most of them actually"