Tommy Slater Fear Street Mga Nobela at Kwento

she said as Tommy nodded with a dangerous look in his eyes that was truly terrifying. "Do you know where he is?" Tommy asked standing up from his seat, "Yes, why?" Scar asked as Tommy licked his lips, "Because I'm going to find and kill him," he said as all the men in the room stepped closer towards Tommy as he got ready to leave, "Tommy, don't do anything stupid, think about this," Gray carefully said as Tommy sent him a death glare, "There's nothing you can say that is going to change my mind, Gray, he's traitor, he betrayed our father," Tommy said before heading towards the door but was eventually blocked by Gray and the men in the room causing Tommy's jaw to clenched in anger.

-Ew, it stinks," Camila held her nose. -I want to tell you something, Camilla," Adrien looked at her, "Don't be afraid. Slenderman can't do anything to you if you're not afraid. He feeds on your fear and your fear can become your undoing. Don't be afraid. Not of the dark, not of the animals we may encounter here, not of being underground, and certainly not of a spirit that cannot touch you. It cannot murder you. If you are not afraid you will be safe and we will get out of here. Together.

“You know you can't run away from me forever, Star? I will keep calm until I hear another sound tonight.” “You won't hear!” I promised something I know I can't keep. Who said anything about keeping my hands and body to myself when my master is close by? “I will hold you to this,” Lym murmured. A few minutes later, I heard the sound of the door closing behind her. “Good riddance,” I sighed. It was funny how a supernatural like me will be afraid of my human mate. “Lym is just scary.” One look at her stern face, and you will be tempted to admit to crimes you never knew you committed.

"Shit!" I clung to my Phantom Scooter's half-dead handlebars, flying over a hallway smeared with who-knows-what slime. Dashboard screamed in blood-red: 00:59. A literal death timer. "Overtime termination! Terminate my ass!" I roasted the system six ways to hell and floored it like I was chasing a warp zone. Third floor. Haunted High. The emergency lights flickered puke green over a ghost girl brushing her hair, back turned, dress in tatters.

Tommy stated to him. "Well answer me, who the fuck are you?" He snapped. "I am Savannah and well I am here to kill you but my little demon friend here wants first dibs on that and well, friends you can't say no to especially that, tute face of hers" I said chuckling devilishly. "Ha you think this tiny little girl is going to hurt me please" He laughed out. Before he could finish I let my tail out ran forward whipped it around and darted to the left flicking my tail ad across in one smooth motion. His men fell, like flies and laid un-moving in the pools of blood now starting to come from their throats.

“I’ll come to you.” Tommy’s voice got even lower, sounding almost like a man’s voice. “I’ve been waiting for you. You’re on my playground. Who did you think the monster was?” Tommy’s voice was now deep and evil as something not of this Earth. “I just love the smell of your fresh souls, ha-ha-ha-ha. You two idiots are coming with me!”

That night, I slept better than I had in over a decade. When I woke up the next morning, my phone was flooded with hundreds of missed calls and messages. I glanced through them briefly—Don, Nevaeh, Camden, and even those who had once bullied me were all among the senders. I blocked each one of them without hesitation. After coming downstairs and enjoying breakfast with my grandparents, the butler, Elliot Garcia, hurried in to announce, "Mr. Saccone Senior, Mrs. Saccone Senior, Ms. Magnolia, there's someone at the door from the Scott family."

She got so frightened that she shouted at Tommy, "Hurry up and call someone to come over, darling. They are too cocky. Show them how powerful you are today!" Tommy desperately wished he could kill her when he heard that. All eyes were on Tommy, and he felt like he was on tenterhooks. Beads of cold sweat started appearing on Tommy's forehead. His entire back was drenched in sweat as well. Feeling terrified, he said, "Shut your mouth, Caroline. Don't get me involved if you have a death wish! Do you know who this man is? "That's Winthrop Longe, yet you want me to show him how powerful I am? The Longe family is not a family we could afford to offend at all. How dare you be so cocky? Hurry up and

How do these people carry on like this? I glanced toward Niko and his eyes were on me. He was enjoying the fear racing through every vein of my body. Does he like hurting people? Of course he does. Fuck! Have I really been telling a monster to fuck off the past few months? Oh my god, did I seriously have sex with a man that killed people? Tommy too. I remembered that blade slicing over that man's neck. Blood poured out over Tommy's hand and he smiled. A shiver ran through my body. I leaned closer to Niko in fear. "Will they just walk them through the house?" I whispered.

So many adventures, so much fun, so much laughter. I’d say Tommy was my closest companion. Would I call him my friend? Not quite. I couldn’t let him inside my soul, as he wasn’t a necromancer—and necromancers did nasty things. Tommy was life, laughter, light. And I...I was twilight; I was night; I was darkness. I was scared he would turn away from me...and what would happen when we visited the vipers’ nest? Tom allayed my fears. “Alex, do you trust me?”