Backrooms Entity 15 Novels & Stories

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.

Lena asked. “Yes.” The children whimpered softly behind her. Jamal stepped forward, positioning himself between them and the center of the room. “Tell me how to stop it.” “You do not,” I said. “Then what do we do?” I did not answer immediately because the truth was complicated and dangerous. The entity extended something from the aperture. Not a limb, not a structure but a thread. that was thin and almost invisible. It reached downward slowly, passing through the ceiling without resistance, entering the room like light slipping through water.

The entity shrieked, molten energy colliding with the Warden’s residual power, arcs of electricity bouncing like deadly snakes across the Vault. Wolf fired his weapons, keeping shadows at bay while Luca and Riven advanced. But the entity was fast—faster than any human or machine. Tendrils struck the walls, sending debris raining down, sparks flying. The Vault trembled, ancient seals cracking under the pressure. Riven’s chest burnt, energy screaming through his veins. He pressed the crown key harder, merging his will with Meridian’s heartbeat. The entity shrieked again, recoiling, molten eyes burning with fury.

00:42:15… 00:42:14… I gritted my teeth. “Then how will we prevent it?” Vanessa hesitated. “You don’t.” The airlock at the back of us ripped open. And the entity entered. The Last Stand It hovered, its shape moving and flickering like a distortion in reality. “Enough.” I raised my gun. “Not yet.” It lunged. Everything exploded into motion. Ethan tackled it mid-air, forcing it in opposition to the ceiling. Rachel grabbed a floating steel rod and swung—The effect despatched her flying backward.

"It ends with a Covenant. I was the First. She is the Last. And you... you are the one who will watch it all turn to lead." The Entity is gone, but the cost is devastating. Dante falls to the roof of the Spire, the golden light in his eyes extinguished. He isn't moving. The "Alpha-Link" has burned out his frequency-core entirely. Zora runs to him, but as she reaches out, she feels a cold, heavy sensation in her own chest. She looks at her hands. They aren't skin anymore. They are Solid Lead. The "Entity’s Curse" has triggered. The platinum mercury in her blood is turning into a dead, heavy metal. She is becoming a statue—the "Governor" of a silent world.

I groaned loudly as I came forcefully, my whole body practically collapsing onto her back. I pulled out of her, breathing heavily, and then I felt my canines expanding, a strong urge from deep within me to pierce her neck with them and claim her as mine. I quickly balled my hand into a fist and bit into it, falling onto my pillow, my whole body convulsing, burning with need. Every time it got worse. I was starting to doubt my willpower and whether I’d make it to the wedding night.

I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this. After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn. I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

Heaven knew that if my card were alright, I would have boarded a taxi that would take me to the hotel rather than ride in this car with Dante. "Morgan, I..." My phone began to buzz. "Hey. Winston." I felt butterflies in my stomach at his call. Had I been unknowingly waiting for his call throughout this trip? "Morgan. How was the meeting?" Without looking at Dante it caring about what it was he had to say, I got into the car. "Glad it's over." I responded. "Rosewood Enterprise now has a supplier for their latest project. " I sang. "You sound so happy about it."

the vampire snarled, "No one's gonna fess up to it?" He was obviously very upset. Thoughts began to fill my mind about what he was going to do to me if he found out that I was to blame. I didn't even have the chance to voice my fear before I felt Doe push my body against the back wall of the cage. "Turn over." She whispered silently, panic still evident in her voice. I obeyed, turning to face the back wall as silently as I could. "Fine, I'll find them myself." The vampire's growl echoed through the room as he began walking around the cages.

“What the fuck?” The two large, thick metal doors at the back of the truck were designed to keep all types of supernaturals inside. Only two sets of keys could open the doors and they were held by the processing team to avoid any attempts of theft. So, it came as a surprise to the guards and agents surrounding the truck to see the doors crumpled inwards and the surrounding body of the truck bent out of shape. It was as if something extremely heavy or something extremely strong had hit the back of the truck and caused the doors to buckle but not actually break open.