Romans & histoires Suspens

Waiting for the next take. Forever.

It is dripping a lot of blood, its eyes is crying, like asking for help] “Su..su..su..suff—suffer..” the mummy mumbling and stumbling on saying the word, however, when it did, it suddenly exploded causing a lot of damage in the gates of the Sewers. [Walls are painted with blood, everyone was surprised, others threw up and Captain Rian’s magical transparent shield was covered in blood. Genesis walked towards Captain Rian and Aster] “Is everyone okay!? Anyone hurt!?” Genesis asked. [Everyone was frozen as ice, other’s nodded to Genesis]

“ Antonio is quite skilful . He wouldn’t get hurt easily . “ said Derrick . “ What if he had ?…. ! “ said Damian . “ What would you do if he had ? “ asked Derrick . “ I would have killed those bandits and would have…… “ said Damian then stopped . “ Would have what ? “ asked Derrick with a smile when seeing Damian spacing out again . “ I would have been worried dead for Antonio . I would have gone out of breath from the thought of losing him . “ said Damian unconsciously . Derrick smiled and patted his shoulder . “ Do you know that kind of worry , cannot be experienced for someone simple . It isn’t the same feeling as worrying for me , Mia or your parents . It’s a feeling that trap is you and

She walked into the room to see the man just standing there and staring at the table. “Sir”. He looked up to her and he just stared. “State your business”. Now was the time for her to choose her words carefully. “My friend was possessed by Tresicta” she began. “Pardon?” “Her name is Clara. She’s Savan and Tempan and she took me to the museum and well….she touched a picture and now she's a host for her consciousness. I don’t know”. “This Clara of a Supernatural, you said she’s Tempan?”

The text I received earlier at work keeps coming to mind as I sit there and watch him watching television. Father knows Belle After two minutes and eleven seconds, father finally takes his eyes off the television and brings them to me. I cringe at his dead brown eyes as they capture mine with their gaze. His eyes look so lifeless, I almost wonder if he is staring at me or the wall behind me. He smiles a sinister smile and I know, in that moment, he has a plan for me.

Fixing her suit, Sabrina walked out of the door, passing through Scott and Zachary before attempting to go at the elevator just to be grabbed by someone putting their hand on her mouth stopping her from screaming. Zachary removed all the CCTV at that section of the firm a few days ago without telling his people why, and no one's probably around there during this time of the day. Her heart started beating faster. She tried to fight the person who was holding her captive, but they were just so much stronger than her. Soon enough, she started feeling dizzy and her body started feeling limp. The last thing she saw before she lost her consciousness was a pair of brown eyes looking at her through

“What’s happening?” “It’s your Dad,” Susann responded quickly, glancing around nervously as she walked down the hall to her room. “He got here to peer at me. He’s beginning to suspect something. He desires to understand what’s without a doubt occurring between you and Marie.” Aaron’s breath stuck on the alternative quit, and Susann could pay attention to the anxiety in his voice. “Did you tell him anything?” “No,” Susann stated firmly. “I didn’t give whatever away, however, I’m no longer certain how much longer I'm able to maintain this up. He’s getting suspicious, Aaron. You want to return, and you want to do it fast.”

I, on the other side, felt a certain unease set in, he had betrayed me before, what if this was all just a ruse? Ethan’s voice cut through the silence. "We’ll be there shortly." His eyes flicked towards me as if sensing the unease simmering beneath my surface. Before I knew it, the car turned off the main road, winding its way down a picturesque driveway. The scenery shifted from dense woods to a breathtaking garden, vibrant flowers blooming in every color of the rainbow. A stunning house rose from the midst of the gardens, its architecture a blend of modern and classic styles. As he pulled up in front of the house, he turned off the engine and reached for the door handle. "Let me get that f

--- Suspended in the fractured space. --- Holding. --- Straining. --- Like they were trying— --- For the first time— --- To become something. --- The air steadied. --- Slightly. --- Not fixed. --- But no longer collapsing. --- Adrian stared. --- “That… shouldn’t be possible.” --- Elena exhaled slowly. --- “It wasn’t.” --- A pause. --- “Until now.” --- Victor stepped closer. --- His eyes fixed on the suspended shadows. --- On the fragile balance forming.

I felt my own hand move without deciding to, settling against his forearm, fingers curling slightly into the fabric. One of us was going to close the last fraction of space between us, and the other was not going to stop them, and we both knew it and were staying, suspended, in the last possible moment before it became something you cannot un-become. Then Lucas made a sound. Not words. Just a small, sleepy, involuntary sound, the kind children make when they shift in their sleep, already unconscious again before it had fully left him. But it was enough. Julien stilled.