Thomas Slater Fear Street Novels & Stories

She didn’t believe he was still alive. Thomas glared at her angrily. “Sis, wake up! Haven’t you learned anything from what Dustin did to Mom? He blinded and crippled her! We tried to awaken the demon inside his body and got this!” “I’m calling King Frexner,” Shane’s lips trembled in fear. Her hands shook as she picked up her phone to call the King of the North. But before she could dial, Thomas angrily knocked the phone from her hand. “What’s wrong with you, Thomas!?”

Tess I find many things in this world scary: walking to the bathroom late at night when you don’t have a nightlight on, fake friends, the members of the Safir pack, and last, and probably my biggest fear, is the thought of spending eternity alone. Sue me for thinking that’s a terrible fate, but that is how I feel without lying to myself.

“We don’t know who it is, but somebody’s trying to bust in.” “They’ll shut us down if they do.” “We’re threatening everything they believe in. That’s because they can’t let go of the past. Those still with us embrace the future.” “Still?” “Clinton’s getting scared. Some of the people he brought on are getting scared. You’re shaking up a lot of nasty people out there. If they every catch up with us, we’ll pay a pretty price.” “We can’t stop now.” “When she was a child and her father was in intelligence, Zophie heard a story about a Shadow State.”

“…the lady in the shadows…the one who watches you and wants you dead…” As the little girl's words from her vision swept over her,Beth felt a sense of terrifying unease. It was a coincidence,she told herself,nothing more.It was impossible that the little girl and Marcus could be speaking of the same thing,it was just impossible! “The lady in the shadows?”she said,her hands trembling in fear. In her mind she saw herself lying cold and frozen in that casket.

You don’t scare me. Thomas chuckled softly, a sound that made my blood run cold. "Perhaps not. But fear isn’t my goal. Power, influence,control. That’s what I thrive on. And you, my friend, are standing squarely in my way." Thomas took a step closer, lowering his voice so only I could hear. "Mark my words, Ryan. She’ll be mine soon. And when that time comes, you’ll either step aside or you’ll watch everything you care about crumble."

“Don’t worry, they won’t bother us. Besides, Hans has already set up a protective barrier all around our place. The guy’s a genius when it comes to enchantments. You can rest your laurels and have a good sleep.” Marcelino marched ahead with the rest of the luggage, his fuzzy hair sticking out from under his beanie cap, collecting snowflakes. Thomas’ words did little to quell Tom’s worries. He didn’t want any spirits hovering over him while he slept. He shook his head, wishing he hadn’t taken up Suzanne’s dare on marathoning horror movies last month. Scenes from Insidious and The Poltergeist started to pop up in his head. He quickened his step, trying to stay as close to Marcelino as possible

The restaurant usually opens by 7:30AM, it would be a very long time but I have no choice. I heard a slight movement, I grew scared, I thought this place was unnoticeable, the movement was getting closer....what could be moving at this time of the night, no scrap that, this time of the day. It got closer, oh god please save me.... "Are you awake"I heard Miss Lauretta's voice, I heaved a sigh of relief. "Yes Miss Lauretta"I spoke back in a rush "You are an early riser...."she paused for a while before she spoke"Natasha..".

“Well… my son said he saw you taking Thomas’ shirt off last night?” “F*ck! That little brat!” Zoey rolled her eyes. “I have no idea what he was doing upstairs last night, but the power went out!” “You know how I’m scared of the dark too!” “And Thomas Yoder was even watching a horror movie at home. Of course I would be scared!” “I wasn’t taking off his shirt. I was grabbing his shirt, okay!” When Thomas walked down the stairs and entered the living room, he heard Zoey’s disdainful voice traveling out from the guest room.

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"

I nodded, focusing my attention on the sounds the dried leaves made as our boots crushed on them. "I'm not afraid.... I'm scared." Thomas voiced out. I arched my brow, "Isn't that the same thing?" I chuckled. " I know. But being scared is the higher level of being afraid." Thomas said again. What the-? I stifled a laugh. If it weren't for the severity of the situation, I would have been rolling on the ground in laughter. After that, we were silent as we followed the trail. All of a sudden, we perceived a strong stench of blood...