Whovians United Novels & Stories

I hissed at her in a whisper. "I won't tolerate people who joke around! This is the most important case in the whole globe. Do you know how many countries are in on this? They'll want to meet these scientists and that is what they'll see?" Hughes continued, pouring the liquid on his hands. The scent of alcohol burned my nostrils, confirming that it was sanitizer. "I was just being nice." Sharlene whispered back, not sorry for what she did.

“You’ll survive.” Grammy slammed her palm against the table, cutting through the banter. “Listen. This fight will not be won by species. It will be won by unity. A dragon cannot hold without a witch’s ward. A vampire cannot move in sunlight without a wolf to guard his back. You will mingle. You will fight as one. Or you will die as many.” The tent went quiet again, the weight of her words pressing into every chest. Kael, perched on Serenya’s knee, tilted his head. “That’s what W.I.L.D. means,” he piped up. “We all fight together. We all win together.”

“I have much to prepare.” In its wake I sat down at my chair, looking into the flashing flames. The memories of my ancestors, my coma and the world’s betrayal _ chorused in my mind like a hallowed tune. I’d once been powerless, but no more. The name of Mara Voss would go down in the history books. They now would fear it, whisper it in dread, and bow to the return of witchcraft’s gloriousness. As for the wolves and their allies—Fiona, Jason, Lena, the lot of them—I would pick them off, one by one. From those fragile little alliances of theirs, to their blood soaking the ground.

Joshua climbed out of his truck and met with his friend by the school gate. My breath hitched and for a brief moment my legs quivered. I stared at him long, at his white shirt that said TOOL ACADEMY VALEDICTORIAN. He and his friend seemed to like shirts with odd statements. I stood behind the door and hid there while I ogled him, watching him carefully, staring and noticing his each and every move.

I muttered to myself. For those who don't know, VH14 is the result of research conducted by an American doctor named Victor Graham. His aim was to find a cure for a deadly virus that was claiming countless lives. However, during the process of creating the antidote, they accidentally stumbled upon something even more powerful - something that could create an army of humans. With a single shot of VH14, the victim loses all sense of reasoning and becomes entirely submissive to the first person who speaks to them. The person will only recognize the first voice that speaks to them, making them incredibly dangerous in the wrong hands.

“No… all of Indonesian people must know that there is—” “The Vampire Research and Data Agency has secured everything related to our existence, under the secret leadership of the vampire nation. No human being knows.” I stood up and shouted. I pushed the single sofa that I was sitting on with all my might. The sofa bounced almost two meters away. I was stunned with tears wet from my face. My grandfather and parents stand up. I no less shock them. Their gaze that looked horror fell towards my stomach or chest. Gran galloped toward me. He turned my body by force and looked at something on my back.

"But whether you like it or not, we're stuck here together. So maybe..." Boom!! A deafening sound exploded from the sky. Everyone's heads snapped upward. Words appeared in the air, burning bright against the darkening sky: "WELCOME TO VEDRAH" Beside the words, a grinning skeleton head floated, its hollow eyes staring down at them. Natzy's breath caught in her throat. The air around her felt thick, and suffocating. Then the voice returned. The same booming voice from the bus. "You have all been chosen. Welcome to your judgment."