Five Nights At Freddy's Characters As Humans Novels & Stories

When I visit my girlfriend's house during the Christmas holidays, her cousin, Antonio Esposito, humiliates me in front of everyone because of a scar on the back of my hand. "This scar looks like a remnant of the crossfire with the mafia! Bianca, why did you think that bringing an ex-convict home was a good idea?" The entire Romano family stares at me in a mixture of horror and shock. My girlfriend, Bianco Romano, even shakes my hand off while staring at me in disgust. Not only does Antonio flip the table, but he also calls over a few hooligans in an attempt to take me to the local police station. "We must teach scumbags like him a lesson!" he declares. After that, Antonio and the hooligans strip off my jacket and strap me to the tree in the courtyard. They then attempt to force me to admit that I'm working for the mafia. I can only gnash my teeth together stubbornly, refusing to yield no matter what. What they don't know is that the scar is a medal from my time in a peacekeeping war as a soldier!

I was prepping the ceremonial cloak for our seventh mating anniversary. The front door suddenly banged open. My son rushed inside, tears streaming down his face. "The teacher yelled at me," he sobbed. He shoved the wrinkled drawing into my hands before burying his face in my shirt. I smoothed out the paper to see what the drama was about. It was a sketch of a faceless woman titled: The Substitute Mom. My heart stopped as I read the scribbles underneath. "Daddy said she is the backup." "She does the chores but gets no wages." "The Real Mom is responsible for being beautiful and guarding the treasury." My fingertips turned ice-cold against the paper. My mate, Ethan, had just returned from a patrol. He kissed my forehead. "What did our pup draw?" The next second, his smile froze when he saw the content. His voice tightened, and he reached out to snatch the book. "He watches too many cartoons! He's writing nonsense!" I stared at the man I had shared a den with for seven years. He looked like a stranger now. If I was the substitute. Who was this beautiful real mother? And where had my true son been all these years?

Rosa Nelson was never meant to be anything more than a substitute for her perfect twin sister. And when Isolde decided she was ready, Rosa was discarded—pregnant, heartbroken, and thrown out like trash. Then she met him. Michael Cross. The ruthless billionaire who saw beauty in her chaos and offered her a second chance at life. But Rosa's past isn't done with her. Cassian wants his heir. Isolde wants revenge. And her family wants her destroyed. They made one fatal mistake: They hurt her child. Now Rosa isn't running anymore. She's coming for all of them. And this time, she won't be the substitute. She'll be the one they never saw coming....

She was the lowest among them, an omega meant to serve, to obey, to be forgotten. Until the Alpha touched her. Until he marked her with words that felt like a promise... and shoved her off a cliff like she was nothing. Ayla thought betrayal had a name, a face, a heartbeat she once trusted. She thought the crashing water would be her grave. But death didn’t claim her. The dragon did. She awakens not in darkness, but in silk sheets soaked with sweat, her body wracked with fire, strangers calling her Queen Liliana. The child they beg her to bring into the world is no wolf pup, it’s something older, deeper… and hers. Now fire sings in her veins. Scales burn beneath her skin. She remembers being Ayla. But they swear she is a queen, reborn through flame and fury, the last of the dragon-blooded line. Torn between two lives, two names, two fates… Was she reborn by fate’s hand, or was she always meant to rise? Because if this isn’t death, then it must be the beginning… of the Dragon Queen.

Blurb Smoke. The same scent that long to the bed sheets the night I died, only this time when I opened my eyes the smoke wasn't from fire but from the Alpha's cigar and the reflection in the mirror wasn't mine. Pale skin and golden eyes, a frail Omega trembling under the dim light of the room stared back at me. “Lyra?” A voice snarled. “You still exist?” His hatred sliced through my soul and I winced and touched my stomach. I had died carrying a child once, I won't die again.

Drishti : a 25 year old who wants to leave her parents and settle far away from them, especially her mom. She works for a Matrimonial company in daytime where she plays the role of a matchmaker for people and from evening to night she works for a call centre. She has only one motive in her life and that is to exhaust herself so much that when she returns home she can go to sleep directly without thinking anything about her parents. Rakshit : a 28 year old, works as an employee for a MNC. He lives with his mother who is a heart patient. He needs a wife in a week for a major reason and can do anything for that. So let's see if Rakshit and drishti will come together to become Drikshit. Note: It may be an Indian story but there is nothing in it that non-indians won't understand.So my dear non-indian readers please do give it a try... I won't disappoint you:)

She thought her life was going to be outstanding if she became an idol, the dream she had been carrying on her shoulders for all her childhood. But failure and the burden of being targeted crashed her dream and shattered her life. Exactly when she thought she had no right to live in this cruel world, she was transmigrated into a world where she was a Queen. That Queen was ridiculed and bullied by her husband and his ladies in the harem, but now that an efficiently talented girl was in her body, the story takes a turn. The King fell in love with her so deeply, dotting on her more than anyone else. Getting to power, she avenged that poor queen by getting to those vicious ladies. Watch out for Luli's adventurous life in this story.

After transmigrating into a CEO novel as the devoted female foil, I decided to give up on the powerful CEO, but Julian Sterling flew across the globe overnight and dragged me back to get engaged. The usually gentle, refined man gripped my waist, a terrifying madness burning in his eyes. "Georgia, you belong by my side. Forever," he declared.

Rejected by her fated mate for a political alliance, Layla sleeps with his uncle, Alpha Samuel. When her ex begs for reconciliation, Layla coolly replies, "Sorry, I’ve lost interest in you." Though Alpha Samuel claims their one-night stand was a mistake, his actions suggest otherwise. Their chemistry continues to ignite, and the tension between them is far from over...

I had been married to my husband for 27 years, but the love between us had faded long ago. Even our children could see it, and they were the ones who tried to persuade me to get a divorce. "Mom, you and Dad are still young. You still have time to pursue your own life." "Yeah, Mom. You shouldn't force yourself to live like this anymore. We'd support you if you got divorced." With their encouragement, my husband and I finally ended our marriage. My daughter even helped introduce me to someone new. Not long after the divorce, I began a new relationship. But just as I was preparing to remarry, my ex-husband suddenly sued me. He accused me of cheating during our marriage. My own children appeared in court and testified against me. They confirmed his accusations. No matter how hard I tried to explain, no one believed me. In the end, I walked away from the divorce with nothing. My new boyfriend and I were dragged through the mud online. [You shameless old woman. One foot in the grave and you're still chasing another man!] [At your age, you’re still getting divorced? Hope you and your little side piece stay together.] A few self-righteous, extremist internet vigilantes broke into my home. They tied my boyfriend and me to a bed, poured gasoline over us, and set us on fire. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day my children first tried to convince me to get a divorce.