Novel & Cerita Thriller Nights

Gavin asked me sarcastically. I nodded. "I'm hungry," I whispered, trying to make Gavin melt into me even more. "Oh, you want to eat with someone's husband? You're not satisfied with just enjoying his body, and you want to take him from Catherine? Wow, you really are a womanizer. You're great, Mahira. Is your goal really to destroy their home? Listen, I will never let anyone who hurts my family live. So, think before you have any intention of destroying Catherine," Gavin said threateningly.

28 THE NEXT TWO DAYS, pass in pretty much the same fashion. I wake up tense after a night of incessant nightmares and find the parking lot of the hotel plagued with flashing red and blue lights (Thursday morning’s victim was Kirk Arce, a 45 year-old male killed in room 329, and Friday’s was Sandra Campbell, a 36 year-old female killed in room 710). I get my daily massage from Bill the Masseuse. Mary Sue and I spend the day listening to surveillance tapes. In the evenings, Mary Sue visits Clark Jr. (who still can’t find the ‘magic button’) and unsuccessfully tries to get information out of him, while I meet up with Duke and have equal success getting information out of him, followed by admitt

“I’d like to have a word with them, too, actually.” “Unfortunately, I think you would find that my brothers have much less patience for conversation than I do. And unless I’m mistaken, you do not have a warrant to compel them to speak with you?” Skoger smiled politely and started down the stairs. “I do hope you find what you are looking for, Detective. If you find yourself in need of distraction, my brothers and I would be happy to offer you complimentary admission Thursday night. We’re putting on a triple bill of horror features, with some . . . added attractions. I think it will be very special.” “These added attractions include a performance by James West?” I asked, blocking his path to t

Shrugging, I shook my head. Ikaris nodded, then glanced at the book. "Your parents were members of an ancient society known as Into the Night. They were a group of warriors hand-picked by the dark goddess herself to destroy all species. They were defeated by a group of warriors known as the Valerious, who joined forces with other vampires, witches, and werewolves. Together, they were able to contain the power that threatened to destroy everyone and everything," he paused for a moment before continuing.

Unlocking the screen, I find dozens of missed calls and messages littering my phone. The elation from my night with Xander disappearing rapidly as I open the unread messages. Scrolling through them, dozens of threats are in the thread from Dillon. Fear capturing me like a venus fly trap. “Found you bitch.” “You’re mine.” “The second you leave SR, expect me waiting.”

The attack, unexpected at this time, was made all the more jarring by the perceivable calmness of the night that had carried on prior to its commencement. Disturbed at first from his restless sleep by what he could only describe as an uneasiness in the eerie stillness of a moonless night, Allen had opened his eyes only to stare into its distinct blankness. His mind and nerves unsettled by the recurring nightmares which seemed to haunt him, Allen laid awake amongst the cold damp sheets attempting to quieten his breathing. The night terrors, only intensifying since the events surrounding Chiri’s hex, there was not a night he had not suffered from them as of late. The declining nature of his pa

The NIGHT STALKER CLUB bleeds with red neon across the sidewalk... bold, blinding letters that feel like a dare. The place is strictly A-list: celebrities, old money, new money, anyone who can buy the air they breathe. My best friend somehow bartends here, and when he texted that they were reopening tonight after last month’s scandal, I knew exactly where I’d spend the final hours before David and I renewed our vows. Tomorrow, I will walk down an aisle in ivory silk and promise my husband forever...again.

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I

I flip the lamp switch on and I glimpse at the alarm clock, “This can't be. What is the probability that this is also a coincidence?” It's 2:00 AM again. I woke up at exactly 2:00 AM the previous night after having a nightmare about the old lady, and today I woke up at the exact time as yesterday after having a nightmare about the same old.

"You haven't slept in two days." "There are no useful clues at the scene," Theron said, rubbing his temples. "Melted silver, traces of holy light, and that damned pile of ash. The killer was a professional." "Theron, we need to talk about Cerys." "Her again?" Theron’s head snapped up, his eyes blazing. "I don't care where she is! For all I care, she can rot!" "She's been missing for seven days…" "She's blackmailing me! She thinks this will force my hand?" Theron stood and paced the office. "I told you, I only care about one thing—Lilith's Blood Moon Festival!"