Backrooms Entities Novels & Stories

The faceless giant of code loomed over us, casting a shadow that felt like a physical weight. Every time it moved, the sand beneath our feet seemed to stutter and skip, like a video game frame rate struggling to keep up with the action. Silas didn't wait for it to strike. He grabbed a heavy, rusted iron bar from the wreckage near the tomb’s entrance and swung it with everything he had. The metal passed right through the entity's chest, sparking against nothingness, but the force of his movement seemed to disrupt the swirling data for a split second.

Fear spread through the pack like wildfire as the sanctum destabilized beneath Blackthorn territory. And the entity fed on every second of it. “It’s drawing strength from the panic upstairs,” I realized instantly. Cassian cursed while dodging falling debris. “Can this thing do anything normal?!” “No,” Kael answered sharply. His silver eyes never left the entity. “It survives through emotional collapse.” The entity’s gaze shifted toward him slowly. “And yet your kind built entire packs through fear.” Kael’s jaw tightened. The problem was it wasn’t entirely wrong. Power. Hierarchy.

She was preparing to deliver her final killing blow, urging the courts to make an example of me, the social degenerate. Then it happened. The giant screen behind her flickered. Without warning, the giant LCD screen behind her flickered and changed. Her tear-streaked face disappeared from the screen. A black player interface took its place. Moments later, a crystal-clear audio recording blared through the speakers, reaching every corner of the hall and every livestream. The voices in the recording belonged to two people.

What is unfathomable to me is that he has the fucking balls to demand that out of me. "A reverse harem? With me? And my adopted brothers?" I take a menacing step towards him. He could tell, that a woman enraged and seething like me shouldn't be messed with. He takes a cowardly step back as well. It only confirms with me that he isn't sure why he said it out loud either.

After the war between humans and vampires ended, both sides agreed that vampires would rule the world. Vampire families would provide humans with military protection and financial support, and in return, humans would help vampire families produce heirs. Under the agreement, marriages between human and vampire families would be arranged once every century. The first hybrid child born in each generation would become the next ruler of the alliance between vampires and humans. In my previous life, I had chosen Eli Valtore, the eldest son of the Valtore family. His family was wealthy and powerful, and a rule they had passed down for a millennium was faithfulness to their partners. I was

A flicker of recognition, a twisted echo of the Wellspring's original consciousness, seemed to spark within its crimson eyes. "You," it boomed, its voice a cacophony of whispers and screams. "You are the source of my awakening. You will be my instrument of destruction Evie's breath hitched in her throat. The colossal entity's gaze held a chilling familiarity, a distorted echo of the Wellspring's consciousness before its corruption. Her heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs. This wasn't just a monstrous entity – it was a twisted reflection of the power she had unleashed, a monstrous mirror held up to her own actions.

For some reason, my whole body had lost every single strength in it, and I could not push myself up from the floor. I began to crawl backwards, as my eyes could not shit away from the entity in front of me. It was not that I could not look away from it, but I feared that if I did, I would be dead in an instant. As I kept crawling backwards in a pathetic attempt to escape the entity, my back suddenly hit a wall.

"To enter this room, you have to use the employee code given by the personnel department and then replace it with a code you created yourself, sir. A kind of pa*sword that only we ourselves know. Could it be ..." "Audrey forgot her own code? Maybe she didn't change hers?" asked Liam confused. Nea nodded hesitantly. "This is only the first day, sir." Liam growled in annoyance. "I will recover the original pa*sword and use my own pa*sword," said Liam. Nea immediately turned her back to Liam while her boss processed the pa*sword recovery on the door. The authority to recover pa*swords on all computer systems, doors and locked cupboards in the Keagan World building is only owned by Liam and th

The next phase of their journey had truly begun. The vast chamber seemed to breathe, expanding and contracting rhythmically, mirroring the heartbeat of time itself. Each ripple on the walls played out scenes from millennia past, moments of joy, despair, creation, and destruction. Alec stepped forward, a mix of reverence and urgency evident in his voice. "Chronos, if you are the embodiment of time, tell us how we can mend the fractures. How can we stop the entity?" Chronos, his voice a harmonious blend of countless moments, replied, "The entity you speak of is Entropy, the essence of decay and chaos. In the beginning, balance was struck, binding Entropy to ensure the universe's progression. B

She spat. The sneer widened. "Very good indeed." Astasha's mind went haywire. This couldn’t be happening. From what she had read, a person who died, and was somehow brought back, could carry with them an entity from the other side, a creature of corruption who could share their body, or if strong enough, take it over completely. Of all the spells and scrolls she had studied though, nothing had prepared her to come face to face with one. "What did you do to Calder?"