Fnaf Phantom Novels & Stories

A malicious air permeated into the air as he glanced towards the forest, meeting the eye of a feral beast. The man appeared ecstatic then his surprised face went cold as he ordered his men to open the car door. They drove away from there and there flashed before her the life she had been living while she still has no recollection of the past. She was Zane Fangs, the daughter of the Alpha of Dusk Dawn Pack, 21 years old. TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.)

Eve uttered as she made my face clear out of my bangs, that just made me realized that I am the dumbest being on the planet at this moment when it is finally unlocked. "I owe you a reward." I mouthed her and she just smiles widely and winked at me that just made me smile like a moron. "You finally have unlocked it? Let's call Matt already." Francis asked as he went near us and I tried to open AZ's contacts. Then, I found Mattel's number and punched it in. We waited for it to ring but it just says that the number is not available. "We are doomed," Francis muttered and I tried to call it again. But still, nothing.

Dante asked suddenly, his voice dipping lower. Taiga’s eyes flickered, and for a second something raw slipped through his guarded expression. “I don’t fancy the privileges that come with being announced as one of the Lunas in the country,” he admitted. His tone was steady, but Dante caught the shadow in his eyes, the resentment hidden beneath. But Taiga wasn’t done. He leaned forward, stubborn. “What kind of businesses do you own? List them all. Don’t leave out any.” Dante let out a breath that sounded almost like a laugh, but there was no humor in it. “I own an electronics company, gadgets, and many more. I am a paid athlete. Despite my age, I own a lot of companies, pharmaceutical companie

"Try not to start any wars. We just cleaned up from last year." The main deck held perhaps two hundred people, human and supernatural criminals whose combined activities shaped global underground. Elena recognized handles from legendary exploits. Reaper, who'd crashed three stock markets simultaneously. Banshee, whose malware infected every military satellite. Eclipse, the shapeshifter who'd impersonated seven world leaders. "Fresh meat," someone growled behind her. "PhantomByte thinks Geneva makes them player." Elena turned slowly, finding a massive werewolf whose scarred face suggested violent history. His handle…Fang, was known for eliminating competition permanently.

And that is all i can reveal at this moment. She picked up her phone, and texted Wu whilst she looked back to the screen. Jade: I started an OnlyFans! A smile crept to the side of her lips as she stared proudly at the monitor— * Wu Jade: I started an OnlyFans! Wu stared at her phone in quagmire, not having the slightest idea what an onlyfans was. She looked to Jacq, whose head was buried in her phone as she drove. She let out a sigh, turning it off.

Phanos tilted his head, studying me, his blue eyes burning with something unreadable. “Doesn’t it?” His voice was softer now, but there was an edge to it—a challenge, a demand for something I wasn’t sure I could give. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and forced the words out, though they felt like shards of glass against my tongue. “Yes.” My voice wavered. “Alpha. I’m terribly sorry. I... I have chosen Ragnor.” The silence that followed was suffocating. Phanos didn’t move at first. He just watched me, his gaze piercing. Then, slowly, his lips parted, but whatever he wanted to say never came. Instead, something darker flickered across his features—something dangerous.

Or that my initial suspicion about him as my phantom was indeed correct. “I’m going to meet Damon tonight,” I said, and if my phantom will not show up while I am with Damon, then it could lend credence to my theory. Nancy nodded and then stood up. “Alright. Good luck with that and please be safe. I just came here to check on you, and I’m glad I did.” “Thank you.” With that, she left my office, but not without blowing me a kiss and wink before she closes the door. ****

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

Badger complained through her headset. “Damn Buddha, what did we tell you about eating cheese before a raid!” Arrow added. “Guys, focus!” Chief, interjected. I giggled to myself at my team. Even in a dire situation, such as this, my team knew how to keep things amusing. “Phantom, how far out are we?” Chief asked me as they turned down another abandoned hallway. They called me Phantom, because of my ability to infiltrate the cyber world, while going unseen on the dark web. My hacking skills were known around the world however my identity remained a secret. I was known as Phantom, because no one knew who I was. I made sure of it. All of us went by code names to ensure another level of security

Could Fane really just have too much money, or did Fane haad other goals in mind? After thinking about it over and over, he still could not understand what Fane was aiming for. There was no way Fane could get a good result. Instead, Fane was about to offer up a million spirit crystals for free. Nash took a deep breath before he whispered to Fane, "Are you actually crazy? Do you really just have nowhere to spend a million spirit crystals? If you don't, you can just give them to me!" Fane raised an eyebrow as he glanced at Nash, not answering Nash. He had planned on raising the bet to two million spirit crystals but felt like it might cause trouble if he did so.