Fnaf Nightmare Springtrap Novels & Stories

There was this voice that seemed concerned about something yet he wasn't able to understand until he heard a young girl's voice somewhere closer to him, terrified and desperately pleading. "Megan, please... Don't do this. I'm scared!" "Relax sweety... I'm your mother so please trust me, okay?" The woman replied. "This won't hurt you unless you refuse to behave yourself!" 'What was happening?' He thought wanting to open his mouth but his strength was slowly draining. Anton tries hard to open his eyes but he feels so dizzy and the next thing he hears is the loud shrieks of the girl before darkness envelopes him completely.

It took a fingerprint ID, eye scan, and a twelve-digit code to breach, but she quickly found out why. "Holy shit!" she murmured as she walked in. The damn vault was easily 50 feet long, 15 feet wide, and lined with weapons ranging from throwing stars to rocket launchers. "This is SO illegal!" she said, running her hands over a high-powered sniper rifle with a scope she'd never even seen before. "What the hell are these?" she asked, picking up a pair of what looked like Desert Eagle 50s but with some kind of banana clip. "Just what they look like," Reaper said lovingly, staring at the guns. "I know someone who works with the manufacturer, and he made us a special set. Single shot for most bad

My other hand was slapping and scraping as I tried to claw out any eye my nails could get hold of and from the sounds that came from the men trying to subdue me I could only believe that I draw blood a few times, but then I heard a dark husky voice. “You were going to give her to me for what… Three million in hard cash and what? Wait…” There was a pause as he laid his eyes on me before he continued. “Look what we have here.” Arthur was standing at the other end. He immediately started walking towards me ignoring the older man’s words then I noticed the small red lasers markers on Arthur moving towards me. I counted them. Four. That made Arthur come to a halt. “Easy,” the older man nod at the

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

I passed Polly in the hallway. She was pushing a handcart piled with ten or so boxes, arms trembling. Seeing me, she stopped and lowered her head to let me pass. "Distribution going okay?" I asked. "…So-so," her voice hoarse. I nodded and walked on. After a few steps, I glanced back. She was still there, hands on the cart, shoulders slumped. The snowlight outside cast pale shadows on her face—white, almost bloodless. The next day, my assistant mentioned casually while dropping off documents, "Mr. Bassett… the employees secretly created a group chat. They call it the 'Cherry Victims Alliance.'"

She lets out a blood curdling scream and slams her fists into my sides. I hear my bones snap and pain shoots throughout my body, but all I can think about is getting free. Maybe, just maybe I can distract her so I can escape. I jam my thumbs into her eyes and hear them pop as my fingers penetrate them, feeling a slippery goo coat them before pulling my thumbs back out. She screams even louder and claws at my clothes.

he said. No, Don, you need to tell me who the fuck this lady is." I show him a picture of the lady that confronted me in school the day before. "Oh errrrm...Kim.....she is just a friend," he stutters. "Friend,” I repeat, “are you sure?” "Yeah.....but...we had sex a couple of times, but trust me, it meant nothing.” "Trust you? Are you kidding me, Don?” "I swear, Nala, it was- it-”

And this is it. “And who the hell are you slitting their throats? Me?” I pushed the double doors open and strode into the throne room. I held my head high, as Shantel trailed behind me. Shane and Samantha turned toward me with clear hostility. “Father,” I said calmly. “I witnessed these two attempting to steal Spring Melissa for themselves. They must have thought the pack was asleep to carry out the act”. “That’s a fat lie, Father!” Samantha cried, dropping to her knees immediately. “I would never do that—”

[Welcome to Eternal Nightmare. Survival is victory.] The cold, robotic female voice blasted through the dark while I was sprawled on the couch doomscrolling. The next second, a white flash nuked my vision and forced my eyes shut. When I opened them again, my living room had straight-up rage quit and turned into a blood-red wasteland. "Okay, what the hell?" I squinted and spotted my six-foot-two husband, Adrian Chase, already doing the whole protective-dad thing with one arm around our son.

“Don’t come, daughter! It’s a trap! Protect your mates, protect your—” Ronan yanked the chains. Elias cried out in pain, and the vision shattered. *** I shot up in bed with a gasp, drenched in cold sweat. “Nadia!” Neal was awake instantly, his hands on my shoulders. Noah lit a lamp, his face alert. “The Spring,” I choked out, my voice raw with panic. “They’re at the Hidden Spring. Right now. Ronan and Maya. Together. They have my father. They’re chaining him, poisoning the water… it’s a trap for me.”