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Eli was spotted. He ran. Ran through walls invisible. He knew his target and he was not going to stop. The men in hoods weren't going to think twice this time. The hoods were coming though.
Klea watched the house quietly, from the shadows of the forest. The trees moved around her, like extended limbs, sighing like weary elders.
Intor to a story im writing just thought id post it. I woke up abruptly from my relatively pleasant dream. By relatively pleasant I mean it wasn't a nightmare.
The black rabbit is a beast like no other. It lures it's victims out into the dark and 'stops their time'.
Boy now had some money in his pocket but not enough, he check his pocket-watch "not long now" he thought to himself.
"Wait a minute…WHAT?!" Tokyo cried as her friend dragged her away. She seemed to be getting dragged around a lot today.
"No. No. Don't touch me." I backed myself up against the wall, hoping to get away from the guy who was coming toward me. "What.
Her eyes flicked open and she glanced at the digital clock that sat on her bedside table. It read 10:15am. Good thing it's sunday, she thought.
As I walked down that dark empty ally I smelled it… the smell of someone like me but not from TigerClan but from LionClan… this was too deep in our territory for no one to notice. This is strange...
Not everybody noticed it, the tiny red dot in the sky. Well, not at first anyway. But within a day people were whispering, murmuring, questioning. What was it. Surely not a plane or a helicopter.
Chapter 1: in which an angel is met, and pigeons aren’t. Birds screeched.
Note: Chapter I of Wolfpire Chronicles (Book I) The night sky was clear as water. The streets were well lit by the street lamps which showed a dim glow.
The warmth of the sun rays creeping through her curtains awoke Mercedes the next morning.
There was another crash and I ran into the hallway to find Michael play fighting with our larger than normal German shepherd, Percy. They were rolling around on the floor growling at each other.
Mopsy hovered ghost-like in the air before Agent Takata, a gaseous creature unlike his liquid predecessor.
Elliot had been waiting patiently, leaning against some old brickwork, leg propped up against the wall, minding his own business, when the most peculiar thing happened.
Paranormal agent James Takata of the Talamasca sensed that the assassins were coming, and that there would be more than one; he could not discern, however, precisely what form they would take, or the...
Sara ran, her chest had started to get painful from the lack of oxygen. Why did the boys at school have to be so cruel. What had she done to them.
"hey, kid. I need to use the toilet" a voice called from the other side of the door. I sighed, I needed more time. I nodded to myself in the mirror. I could do this and I was going to do this.
1. He asked no more, they listened to the rustling sounds of moving fabric and tapping rain, the air was thick with moisture.
1. She sat alone, her white hair laying gently on her arms, she felt her breath on her knees as she stared, as if unable to focus on something too distant.
The shadows crept along the deserted street, almost as if it were some sort of paranormal entity.
Paranormal agent James Takata of the Talamasca followed his subject undetected, smelling his lupine blood amidst the hundred other scents that flooded the streets of Soho in the rain.
Alex fell to his knees before the shade that he had just seen dispatch three men.