Val Outlast 2 Novels & Stories

Deep within the foundations of the estate, heavy hydraulic gears began to groan and grind against stone. "Vance, stop!" Vanya screamed, her eyes widening in sheer terror. On the console screen, a massive red warning sign flashed repeatedly: INNER ESTATE GATES: MANUAL OVERRIDE UNLOCKED. High above the hall, from the outer courtyards beyond the thick stone walls, a sound echoed into the room, a sound so massive, so horrific, it made the blood in my veins freeze solid. It was the synchronized, roaring shriek of tens of thousands of infected, responding to the heavy iron inner gates slowly swinging wide open.

I chuckled and looked at him, “I am guilty.” “I can understand but your wolf is powerful among any of them. You need special training to control him.” the Alpha stated. “What do you mean?” “Onyx! In clear words, I saw your wolf. A black wolf!” “What is so clear about it, I mean I know I am a black werewolf. What is so special about it?” I asked him. Alraic looked at me with a stern gaze and replied in a serious tone, “you are the last of your kind, Onyx! The black werewolves were extinct twenty years ago but now you showed up.”

Xiao Long focused the Aura of Destruction onto his right leg and slammed it into the three claw wounds on the black bull's body. Bummm! The Black Demonic Bull was sent flying back by Xiao Long, then uprooted some of the trees it hit. However, the black bull instantly got back up and attacked again. This was what made Berserk terrifying, the Demonic Beast would not feel any pain until the Berserk State ended. Yes, the Berserk State had a certain active time. “ Looking at its red aura, it will only last for a few minutes before collapsing due to the side effects of the Berserk State. Hold out that long and we'll win!” Xiao Long said, to which the other four nodded in return.

A violent jerk, like a man fighting underwater. His chest convulsed. A low, fractured growl tore from his throat—raw, instinctive, defiant. I dropped to my knees beside him. “Caelan.” His body arched once more, muscles tightening as if resisting something unseen. Then— Stillness. Again. But different. Not empty. Waiting. The bond did not vanish this time. It pulsed. Weak. Alive. Hope tried to rise in my throat. I crushed it. Not yet. The Moon had broken something open tonight.

I confess to the beautiful Elizabeth. She looks at me silently contemplating what I am about to show her. I take a deep breath. "The last one?" she asks full of longing. I growl. "Please don't run away because of what you are about to see" I plead with her as I induce my body to the force of the transformation. My bones break and fur starts to come out of my skin, I growl as I feel all the pain coursing through me, the sound of my bones breaking echoing in the place where previously animals were singing.

Grinning, he whispered, "Why? Can't resist staying with me tonight, huh?" Ignoring his words, Lilian slowly moved and brushed her nose against his left cheek. "I want to stay with you, my Greek god," she purred softly, like a kitten. Stunned by her sudden action, Ryan felt a surge of desire rushing through his veins, making his heartbeat quicken. The familiar faint scent of lavender and peony drifted into his nose, weakening his self-control. He already knew how heavenly Lilian smelled and how she tasted. Ryan slowly moved his lips near her ear, gently caressing her wet lips with his thumb. "I want to taste those lips so badly, you know? But only when you're sober," he whispered hoarsely, hi

"I will never take Serena as my Luna! There is only one female in this world meant for me!" "Well, you better get everything in order then," Kain sighed with resignation "Because we have bigger problems. There have been multiple rogue and wolf sightings lurking around our borders over the last forty-eight hours. Someone is leaking information, and outsiders can clearly tell that the pack is getting weak. If you don't get your act together, we are going to lose everything all over again." I stood there, my chest heaving, listening to the harsh reality of his words but still couldn't defend myself.

"Did they leave for the Northern Territory?" The old woman was unusually lucid today. Sitting by the window and bathing in the weak winter sun, she turned to him with a faint smile. "They've already set out. Off to heal that gentleman, didn't you know? Word is, Rose and that man are planning to settle down there for good." Raymond's phone was still in his palm. The chat window was glowing. The pictures he had sent her were all unread and unanswered. Her words struck like a hammer. The phone slipped from his numb hand, crashing against the cold floor.

And at times when you're too weak, I'll be your strength. We're a team. You need not to face a storm alone cause I'll always be with you. I love you with extreme certainty, Maze Johnson-Thornton. We still have one wedding left. But for now, I want you to take my hand and begin again. Let's love each other, all over again." THE END

The moment the servants scattered, the last wisp of air left my lungs. My soul drifted weightlessly out of my body. I hovered in a daze, half-transparent, and softly asked the system in my mind, 'Can you transmit me now? I want to go home.' But the system's mechanical voice was flat and unyielding: [Only once the male and female leads acknowledge your death can you exit this world.] I paused for a moment, then let it go. I'd survived decades—what was a little more waiting?