Year of the nightmare…
Extracts and sneak peek
Description:
It's the third year in Camp Rock and everyone's here. They spend much more time together, with their friends, finally in peace with Camp Star. But, when one night, a beast came in the camp and a dreadful accident happened to one of the Connect 3, what would happen next? Strange behaviors, strange feelings, turncoats… Would it ever be the same again? Would they be able to work it out or would it be… The year of the nightmare?
Rated:
Mostly T but sometimes M for blood and other reasons Read FictionRatings for more information.
Genre:
Angst/Romance
Extracts:
-Love:
-Exactly 4 minutes and 56 seconds!
Caitlyn immerged in her bath suit, all soaked. He smiled shyly at her, helping her to get to the small beach. She smiled proudly, looking at him. Shane chuckled because his little brother was frozen, eyeing her. She pushed him playfully, handing him a towel. He looked at her, puzzled.
-Your turn. Can you do better than me…?
She was teasing him. He nodded, without many words. Too shy, Nate… He got behind the bushes that were… Next to us! I started to shake but Shane put his arms around me, looking as terrified as I was. Nate didn't notice us. Caitlyn turned around, blushing hard. He didn't notice this either. He blushed a bit too. Why are there no cabins around here, only on the other side? He took his clothes quickly, except his pants… His hand was shaking, and he was blushing as was looking at Caitlyn. It's an evidence they are head over heels in love with each other! He fell on the ground, trying to take it off. When he did, a small shiny thing fell from his pocket. He took it quickly. We saw what it was. Shane's eyes were so big, like mine I suppose, that Nate could see him. What was going on? He put the… The condom back in his right pocket. Then, he was left in his black boxers. Yep… A thing I'll never forget, with the fact that he was almost as muscular as Shane… Anyway, he tossed his clothes next to Caitlyn, who jumped, frightened. He laughed a bit, trying to reduce some tension.
-Anytime, Nate…
He looked at her from the corner of his eyes, smiling. She blushed, eyeing him. Shane and I were both struggling to suppress a hysterical laughter… Then, while she got his watch in her hands, ready to start, he concentrates his look on the water. He seemed frozen. Caitlyn did the unthinkable… She quietly approached him from behind, and kicked his butt playfully. Then, instantly fell into the lake. And success, he went down like a brick, he didn't even have the chance to hold on to the wooden planks! And best of all; he screamed like a mad man! I wanted to burst out in laughter, like Shane, but I held it in whereas Shane chuckled. She put on a shocked expression when he emerged.
-Sorrow:
A chilling autumn zephyr kissed the numb cheeks of a lonely eighteen year old young lady. She was sitting on a lonely straw chair, holding her knees to her shaking bosom. This young lady tried with all her might not to release the tears of sorrow, the kind of sorrow that occupies one's chest, suppressing air immensely. Only a single tear managed to escape her amber eyes as she gazed upon the huge bed planted before her. It was rather white, actually, almost too white, as it was in the nursery. It was quite huge, for two people, and was made of dark wood with a brownish one implanted upon its top of the head. The black bed was in the corner, next to the window, illuminated by the sunlight. The boy in it was whimpering, tossing…
-Violence:
His loud and heartbreaking yells were filling the now cold air. His watery eyes wandered everywhere, trying to find an escape. Unfortunately, when he reached the top and jumped to catch the other tree, his branch made a strange noise. He failed. He yelled at the top of his lungs as he fell faster towards his dark destiny. He hit many branches and rocks before falling hard on his back another time. He struggled to get up but failed once again. Completely worn out, out of breath, and mostly hopeless, he slowly let go of his life, letting the burning eyes eyeing him lustfully. He clenched his teethes in anticipation of the coming agony. He waited for the final strike. It came. A sharp, vivid and horrible pain made him struggle one last time. The claws dug deeper in his arm as he kept him under his own control with his huge teethes. The beast crawled on him, sucking the last parts of his prey's life.
-Help…
-Hope:
-Mr. and Mrs. Grey?
-Yes?
The young man asked but his voice was a bit shaky. He, like his fiancée, couldn't hold his feelings in. The doctor sat on his huge chair, too big for him, handing them papers with many numbers on it. They seemed lost and both looked at the scientist. He smiled at the couple, reaching for his hand. For that second, she felt weird.
-I must say congratulations. You aren't sick at all. The tests you have taken are 100% positive that you are pregnant Mrs. Grey.
The couple seemed to have frozen. They looked at each other in disbelief, with big, yet watery, eyes.
-Wh...what?
He finally asked, breaking the long silence.
-The tests confirm that you wife is pregnant. About 4 weeks along.
Release date (first two chapters):
In about a week, or more.
A story of :
Lungor Sterling Zachary Camille Lycien