Backrooms Entity 999 Novels & Stories

Finally, Emily's due date crept up. The pack healer told her to stay off her feet and move into the pack clinic. But James had other plans—two expecting wolves giving birth at the same time? Perfect cover for a swap. Emily didn't like the risk, but she played along. Came back to the manor, eyeing my bump like it might explode. Three more days. Then she cracked. Even through the wall, I heard her sobbing to James. Two hours later—knock on my door. He walked in, fake smile locked in place, holding that "tonic." Same one from my last life.

I gave a soft, bitter laugh and slowly slipped our documents back into my pocket. “This makes ninety-nine.” “What?” “This is the ninety-ninth time we’ve tried to get our marriage registered.” I turned toward the subway entrance. “And the ninety-ninth time you’ve left me hanging because of him.” I heard her heels stop on the pavement, then suddenly start running after me. “The first time, you bailed on our trip because he was on the night shift and scared of the dark. You took a red-eye flight just to be with him. “The second time, we were practically at the door of the courthouse. You heard he fainted from overwork and left me standing in the snow alone for an entire day.”

Darius The Ninth Circle was worse than it was in my dream. The obsidian pillars here were larger, etched with runes that pulsed with a slow, rhythmic violet light: the heartbeat of the digestive system Elena had described. The ground was no longer glass; it was a grey, ash-like substance that felt like bone-dust beneath my boots. This felt too real, like it was physical.

Unreadable. Ahead of us, Lugal Nergal sat on his throne of bone. He was leaning forward. His milky eyes fixed on my face. Searching for a micro-tremor. A spike in pulse. The scent of deceit. "Empty?" Nergal repeated softly. The word echoed in the vast, hollow chamber. "Empty, Majesty," I lied. Keeping my voice flat and professional. "The facility in Sector 99 was a Pre-Fracture ruin. Structural integrity was critical. When we attempted to breach the lower levels, the tectonic instability triggered a collapse."

“Yeah now I think I'm the one who has to shut someone out.’’ I retorted back sassily at her. She refuse to respond now and stayed quiet. I stretch my palm just above the slit on the man's chest and let my blood stream in, but I don't expect it to sizzle hotly like oil in a heated pan, burning into his flesh like a mixture of deadly portions. “Hands on his chest.’’ Lea commands, and I did as she said. We begin to read the the reversal spell together, joining our souls in one to awaken the healing veto. One minute. Two minutes. Then he jerks up, and begins to convulse in a sharp rhythm as the axyon stretched through the thins of his veins to his chest. Soon enough, the deadly yellow liquid slo

In the ambulance to the hospital, the emergency responder gave me a piece of candy to suck on after seeing how pale my face was. Lying weakly on the stretcher, I had to wait until the sugar hit my system before I finally had the strength to pick up my phone. Only then did I realize that, not too long ago, I'd received a notification from the security camera in the bedroom. With a trembling finger, I clicked on the app to check the feed. I was instantly greeted by the sight of Roxy bouncing on top of Bryan. She was wearing my lingerie. "You're still not going yet, Mr. Sable? Aren't you worried that something might happen to Stella?"

He answered immediately. "What? That serious? I am coming now." Before he even ended the call, he flipped straight to the last page of the contract and signed his name in two careless strokes. He never saw that the final page was not a route-transfer page at all. It was the agreement dissolving our engagement. "Darling, Angelina is vomiting blood again. I have to check on her." He rushed toward the door, forgetting the promise he had made less than a minute earlier to stay with me all night.

Through the roaring water, the sharp screech of heavy tires tearing through the mud echoes in my ears. I force my heavy eyelids open. Two blinding yellow headlights cut through the dark. It is a massive black Jeep with the alpha mark ACL999. Caelan's vehicle. He came. A desperate burst of human survival hits my blood. I try to push my heavy hips off the ground to stand, but my head spins wildly. The world goes completely sideways, and my body crashes backward into the mud. "Stupid, fragile human girl," Caelan's deep, icy voice vibrates right against my ear.

Adrian's breathing became shallow. His eyes reached the final line. Never allow anyone to assemble the Ninth Cipher. If the Ninth Cipher is completed... History will not change. It will be erased. Before he could process those words... His phone rang. Unknown Number. He answered. Silence. Then a calm male voice spoke. "We've been waiting for you, Dr. Vale." The line disconnected. At that exact moment, every television in the apartment turned on by itself. Every screen showed the same image. A black background.

Wait, something isn't right. I stepped closer to the first body I saw. The putrid stench of burned flesh that layered the air was now suffocating my senses as I came closer. There were deep, red patches the only places there wasn't black. Big, yellow blisters covered the body from head to toe, including the face, which was indistinguishable by now. Burnt yellow fabric was melted into the blistered and burned skin. The stomach lurched, finally having enough. I turned my back to the body as my stomach emptied its contents.