Calling Herobrine Novels & Stories

“Mr. Hooper,” Max called and stood up. “A not so good day to meet you.” Stretching his arm for a handshake, Max already felt his blood boil upon seeing the face of the only Nightcrawler that they caught after a long time of chasing. Calix Hooper received his hand and shook it tightly, holding Max in his mischievous gaze.

"You could never have. I'd cut off the connection, and what you saw on the surveillance cam was an act. The report was also a fake. The STD wasn't transferred, but I ingested coffee tainted with your blood by accident. I was forced to take PEP for two weeks to prevent transmission." I turned my eyes to the dumbstruck Donald. "Besides, you've already found a new host to… leech from." Then, I strode off before they could say anything. The weight that'd been haunting me was finally gone. I booked a flight for Astermis. It was scheduled for tonight, and I had some packing up to do. … While I was sampling local food in Astermis, Donald bombarded my phone with message after message. 'Cynthia, you

I try not to show my obvious fear and wonder at it. He moves to one of the chairs circling in front of the fire and gestures for us to sit before doing so himself. He sits back looking on waiting for us to explain and Zylith does just that. She doesn’t brush over anything going into great detail about all we know so far about the rogues and even going as far as explaining my unique situation. She tells him about my abilities and tells him that I have named it the call. He looks at me in examination for the entire briefing about my abnormality.

He said, looking up at me. A sigh forced its way past my lips. I didn’t think I would be making this night another side quest while everyone else was just trying to have a good time. I had no choice but to call her. And by her, I meant Sabrina. Her immaculate healing abilities would cure this mess just about enough to let him survive the night. She picked up the call after it had buzzed for about the 6th time. “Alpha…” I could tell from her tone that she had had it with me calling her enough for one day.

I approached her and softly called out her name, something I had silently repeated in my heart countless times. "Willow."

He wanted to call the police, but it was already too late. In a split second, I opened the siren sound effect file on my phone and blasted it at full volume. The sharp wail of a police siren cut through the alley. Laura froze. She snapped her head around in fear, looking like a startled animal. I lowered my voice and shouted as loudly as I could. "Freeze! NRPD!" Laura cursed under her breath and scrambled away, running down the alley as fast as she could. I turned off the sound on my phone, then walked to Horace. Without a word, I crouched down and helped pull his clothes back into place.

Glowera town of Archendia country was close to the capital, Nightingale city. Because of that it had grown beyond limits. Taverns, inns, and marketplaces kept appearing one after another, making the town lively and crowded. When Victoria opened her eyes, her body trembled as the memory of pain rushed back to her. Her hand moved to her stomach at once, searching for the deep cut. But it was not there, as if it had never existed in the first place.

Years of being treated as trash and less than the rest of the family, she had been left unsure of how to stand up for herself. “Enough”, Reign’s voice echoed through the room. He stood at the doorway, his expression cold and angry. “What is wrong with you two? She’s your sister, not your servant.” Ruby shrugged, feigning innocence. “She doesn’t mind.” “She minds,” Reign snapped, turning to Brooke. “You don’t have to take this, Brooke. Speak up for yourself, even if they’re family.” Brooke met his gaze, tears welling up. She nodded faintly but wasn’t sure she could muster the courage to push back.

"Activate the Scorched-Earth plan." The voice on the other end, which belonged to his most loyal subordinate, sounded hesitant. "M-Mr. Freeman, the signal is unstable–" The call was disconnected. He immediately called the trusted aide he had planted inside the board, but a secretary's cold voice came through. "Sorry, he is currently in a meeting with Steve." The call was disconnected yet again. Finally, he called the bank manager in Ravendale, but all he heard was an emotionless robotic voice. "Your security authorization has been revoked."

I asked Lilith as she stood in front of me. I wasn't sure why I was so mad at Della but it had to do with the fact that she trusted those fucking mutt Rogues. Maybe my father was right. They were all just the same in the end. Della chose to go with them and understand them. I supposed that my anger was directed more at my past. When Hailey died, she didn't just die. She was brought forward by other members of the pack as being traitorous when a few of our werewolves were being targeted by the Rogues.