Walten Files Scary Novels & Stories

If I had been just half as excited for this wolf shit as the other two, I would have probably appreciated the bulges that rise up in all the right places. I have not eaten much for a long time, so the skin fits tight over the massive muscles down the abdomen. Yep. In the old days I wouldn’t have had any problem cultivating the look to be getting with some ladies. Andreas can do all that. I just have to make sure nothing happens to him. When I enter the dining hall, Martin is emptying a trash can full of documents on the floor. “It is the last of the personal file. The kid says that everything we need must be on the hard drives, because there is not very much useful in the filing drawers here

Her blood stains the snow crimson. A sorrow and rage filled howl permeates the air and threatens to burst my eardrums. I kneel on the floor, still in shock and watch as Walter trembles and his honey coloured wolf surges forward and tears the vampires to pieces. “Eve, Hunni. A little help, please. Would you do me the honour of burning them?” Walts voice breaks my numbness. He’s sitting on the snow-covered grass, holding Dorothy’s hand and stroking her face. His tears fall silently down his cheeks.

She bypassed one screen, then another, then a third, but each time she got close, more red warnings burst across the display. Fragments of video glitched into blackness. Documents opened in broken symbols. Entire folders screamed access denied before crashing. For a while, neither of us spoke. Then Inara leaned back slowly and laughed. It was low, cold and absolutely not amused. “These sons of bitches,” she muttered. My stomach sank. “Bad?” “Bad?” She glanced at me with a dark grin that held no humor. “Babe, this isn’t just corrupted. This is a professional burial. Someone didn’t damage these files by accident. They carved them up, salted the grave and then built a church over it.”

Tyr held him on both arms, heavy pheromones exuding from him. “Did he do something to you?” The omega just shook hi head. But he was almost embarrassed to tell his next words. “I… I got scared. I feel like… I feel like he’s going to attack me.” Tyr could feel Zane trembling a little. Meanwhile, the latter felt like it was his first time feeling actually so scared of a wolf. He wasn’t even that afraid when they did their first hunt. He couldn’t believe he was scared of his own. That made Zane feels bad for his wolf. He doesn’t know if it could actually feel what he’s feeling but he can’t seem to calm himself.

“…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.

Andy looked at her, shook his head, and turned around to leave. Not long after Andy’s figure disappeared from view, Alice received a text from him that read, [Ms. Walter, Luna isn’t as naïve as I thought. Not only did we not manage to get any footage of her in the shower, but she used this whole incident to threaten me… Please delete all the images and footage I’ve sent you. Even if you don’t delete them, please don’t circulate them anywhere. Otherwise, the whole Walter family business will be affected.] Alice narrowed her eyes as she read the message. Then, a malicious smirk appeared on her face.

When that actual nightmare ended up coming true. This theory is fully proven when the moment Alice, who has not even spent a few hours in New York find her gaze staring cold at a familiar face. She tries to look away so hard but her body just stood there and staring back at those once dead cold brown eyes. It looked warm now, kinder but no doubt, there must be deception flooding in there. Harrison Adolfo Walton. Better known as Harry freakin Walton or Harry Walton if other people ended up calling to him rather than her.

As I delve deeper into the file, my heart sinks at the sight of stamps bearing the word 'dead' imprinted on the images of people who died in their partial werewolf form; claws out, teeth out, hairy body. With each turn of the page, my nausea mounts, causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. Though these faces are strangers to me, their death twists a painful knot in my gut and fills me with a shaking sense of sorrow. The disease Gavin mentions surpasses anything that I could have imagined. Suddenly footsteps approach, distant at first before rapidly growing closer. My heart hammers and I'm sent into a frenzy of panic. Shit. Shit. Dimitri was supposed to hold them for five minutes but I'm p

I’ve heard that name so many times, and the horror on Walter's face anytime it came up was always so real, making me scared of the real person. He grinned at me, as if satisfied with my look, “yes. I need you to be scared. You’re not dying today. But I’ll make sure you pray that you die every time you think back to this day, Slut.” I had no idea if it was the poison or the shock from his words, but I slipped out of consciousness immediately and my entire world turned black.

She smacks her lips before walking out of his office. "Mr. Walton is so stubborn. I thought it will be easy for me to get him by threatening him with my dad's name. There is no way I can get to her without the file. There is always a way to get what you want" she smiles. Mr. Walton usually leaves his office to unlock by two o'clock for a lunch break and he spent thirteen minutes for a lunch break. Immediately after he left for a lunch break, Henrietta speak into Mr. Walton's office to get the file because thirteen minutes is enough for her to search for the file. She searched everywhere in Mr. Walton's office but couldn't find it. "Where could this file be? " she said to herself. She searche