Fazbear Frights Graphic Novels & Stories

My gaze drew to the bear on the ground and my heart sped up, dreading how it'll end up, hoping it won't. The cheers and whistles carried through the wide atmosphere, almost deafening me. They soon began a chant for him to kill off the bear, to rip out its jugular. Once he sunk his claws into its sides, the cheers increased along with my fear. No... Just then, Lan's feral gaze drew to the crowd, connecting with my wide eyes. The voices seemed to mute out as our gazes held. Then to my shock, he retracted his claws. . . letting go of his kill. Moments passed before the bear limped up and slinked back to its cave.

"It's time to see your friend." I only cover my breasts and between my legs so he thinks I care. I awkwardly stumble along beside him because his hand is gripping my arm to the point of snapping the bone. Comply, I tell myself. Rebelling won't help get Cori out of here, so I do my best to keep up as he leads me through one of the most disgusting places I've ever seen. Dead animals with beady eyes follow us. Fernandez's home with his prized taxidermy collection burned down. This must be his replacement. The hunting trophies give me the creeps and now I realize Fernandez's eyes look exactly like these animal's eyes. Dead.

Zariyah's eyes rolled to them. They ignored what Zariyah said and calmed down again after the scary part disappeared. "I hate the jump scares." Fauzia heard Lumiere whisper who was sitting next to her. “What’s the name of the movie?” she asked her. "The conjuring," Lumiere replied and jumped in shock when something scary appeared on the screen again. Fauzia didn’t flinch when she watched the movie, Shanoa was calm while Zariyah was not interested because she’s on her phone while the three ladies keep on screaming as if death was near them.

Fifteen year old me would kill to have one like that. Suddenly soft paws of the giant bear grabbed my shoulder. Frightened , I screamed and tried to fight off the foam filled monster. My fist connected with its soft belly, then I karate chopped its neck. All my moves felt ineffective but I was finally free. The teddy bear raised its hands up in defeat while I contemplated my sanity. It reached for it’s head and pulled it off revealing a grinning Cartwright. “What the fuck Cartwright!” He pressed his hand to his lips to signify that he wanted silence, before he placed the head back on and went limp. I understood why a second

The cover was embossed with a symbol that looked like a twisted, enraged claw mark. Nate crossed the room, the ghost sense of Kieran’s touch still tingling on his skin. He stood beside his chair, close enough to feel the warmth coming from him, and peered down at the pages. The script was old, but the images were brutally clear: depictions of wolves, but different. They were monstrously big, their musculature exaggerated and vicious, with four separate, scary sets of fangs in their gaping maws.

asked Fynn as he began walking toward the group. “As a matter of fact, I do!” replied Narissa as she nodded before fishing her cell phone out. Once she found the picture, she handed her phone over to Fynn. Gerald took a look at it as well, and though Gerald didn’t recognize it, Fynn himself was already trembling all over. “It’s… It’s this d*mned thing again!” said Fynn, his fear apparent in his voice. “What exactly is it, Fynn?” asked Gerald in astonishment.

He growled out, voice deeper than he’d of liked, Raze’s tone rushing through him. He was about to pull out of Dallas grasp, but the taller held him still. His claws were dense and elongated and eye’s red as blood. His fangs grew as he snapped, rows of teeth becoming sharper. His muscle’s pulsated, and although the wasn’t shifting completely, he was strong enough to rip from Dallas’s firm hold. Ford lunges at her, menacing, knocking her to the ground. He growled again, smelling the fear wafting from her as she squeaked, eye’s lining with tears from shock. He reared an arm back to rip gashes into her perfect face but, before he could swing down, someone grabbed him by the arm.

Felix is in jeans and a midnight green v-neck sweater, which perfectly matches the rims of his hazel eyes. Eyes which right now are frozen in the space between my collarbone and my chest, just above my right breast. The floral print romper I'm wearing is pretty low-cut compared to what I'd usually wear. I expected my parents to have something to say about that, but they seem to have been too busy cooking to notice. Let's hope it stays that way. The extra inch of skin on show has caught Felix's attention, but not for the reason one would expect. His gaze is fiery and intense, yet strangely distant, and I know that somehow, he's staring at one of my ghost scars.

I forced a smile, showing I wasn't scared, even though my insides were horrified. Its face softened slightly, and it began to calm down. I was about to reach out when it suddenly let out an animalistic growl, showing its colossal teeth, and everything went dark.

She was desperately trying to come with an excuse to get away from him. His hand was around her shoulder bringing her closer and the other was on the way to reach her chest when a wild wolf comes out of the bushes to attack Raymond. Generally for a wolf to make an attack on them Kyara would have burst out with fear or had a panic attack but somehow getting freed from a Lothario like Raymond felt much happier instead of fearing the wolf. The brown furred wolf made a deathly attack on Raymond. He took to a loud growl with canines extracted and dug them into his skin to rip away the flesh out of his arms.