Suspens Romane & Geschichten

Or is this what pathetic looks like? Looking down at the bag in my hand I groan at myself. And why the fuck did you buy her snacks? God, are you that whipped dude? I mean sugar is a good stimulant for the brain... better than coffee in my opinion. Sigh. Let’s get this over with, the worst-case scenario is that she’s naked. At the thought, I feel my ears heat up and I mumble a string of swears before unlocking the door. Silence greets me as I enter the only noise coming from the door as it locked behind me.

I could feel neither of my limbs no matter how much I struggled. "Take it easy, it is alright," came a voice out of nowhere. "Who is there and where is grandpa?" "Relax," the voice replied, "it is going to be fine," and with that I had it whisper some things in a language I could not comprehend. Then all over sudden I was flipped to my side and some cold liquid injected in my spine. "We shall talk when the twenty minutes have elapsed," and with that I fell into a deep slumber.

I can feel my pleasure going to the edge of release. "Hecate!!!" I screamed her name. Then I can hear Eleanor's voice. "Agápi... Wake up..." My brows furrowed in confusion. "Agápi... Agápi... Hestia..." Then I can hear Hecate whisper something in my ear. "My love... This is a dream... So wake up..." My pleasure burst like a damn, I closed my eyes, then I woke up panting. I immediately woke up, catching my breath, I look around at my surroundings, and im here with Eleanor at our suite.

The beautiful and quiet moon suddenly passes rays that land on him. Alexander turned aghast at the mystical happening. He wasn't yet out of the shock and the moon disappears gradually to form a celestial sketch in the sky. His lips part going appalled living the heavenly experience. The hairs on his body stood up and then he could hear the words of the occult power astounded to believe his own ears.

His words had fallen on me like a bucket of cold water, all my good mood soured and I was feeling like I couldn't breathe properly anymore, that I was drowning. I didn't want to distrust Alexander, but something in me wouldn't let me fully trust him and hearing these words from a person that neither of us have any kind of relationship with or hate, makes me question if what he says might be true and I feel too bad to think that it is. "Are you ok?" asked Liam and I couldn't answer, my whole body like it had lost all strength "you don't look well at all, you are very pale, shall we go to a doctor?"

Today was supposed to be my wedding day with Grayson Harmon. But the moment I opened my eyes that morning, my heart wouldn't stop racing. I couldn't explain it, just had a sinking feeling something was going to go wrong. And sure enough, it did—right as we stepped onto the stage. Sophia Lexton showed up. She stood there, holding a scalpel. A real surgical scalpel. Sharp enough to slice skin clean. Her hand shook as she held it to her own neck, crying like her world was ending.

Since Riley was doing well in school, she had no problem with taking the day off. She hadn't been sleeping well. She felt tired and paranoid when she should have felt energized and excited. The last two nights, she even felt like there was someone watching her from a distance. She would look outside , peaking from behind her blinds, but couldn't tell where they were hiding. She would toss and turn all night dreaming of nothing but an endless void. Even Ava didn't want to come out and talk. Was there something wrong with her wolf? This was not what she pictured.