Genshin Impact Halloween Novels & Stories

The Frostfang blade still lay where I had found it, half-buried in moss near the old watchtower. But now a second object rested beside it, a stone disk etched with a sigil older than either of their clans. The moment my fingers brushed it, it hummed with a heat that traveled through my veins, settling behind his ribs like a pulse out of time. I didn’t know what it was. Only had a feeling that Kaela would. She met me in the shrine again, summoned by the tug of the bond and the scent of my magic on the wind. When she came through the clearing my eyes locked onto her immediately. I walked towards her with the disk in my hand. “What is this?” said asked.

“You’re like the other big star of the episode, along with Brandon, remember? And we’re all invited. You, me, Amy. You coming?” “You fucking kidding me? I’d rather die!” The surprise pushed one of her eyelids up. “Why not? Don’t you wanna see Brandon again?” “With some blonde by the hand? Again? Thanks, but no thanks. Anyway, I couldn’t go even if I wanted to. Halloween is the biggest event of the year in Pennhurst, so I gotta go lend a hand. I’m expected to be there the day before, on the 30.” “Fuck you, Fran. You can’t miss this over a night in the middle of the rubble—”

The light caught its face. It had no face. Just smooth, pale skin stretched over a skull that seemed too flat, too wide. Where the mouth should have been, there was a dark vertical slit. It opened when the figure spoke, revealing rows of small, needle-sharp teeth. "Thank you for inviting me in," it said. “It’s me, HONEY.” Leo tried to run. He scrambled toward the stairs, but the figure moved faster. It blocked the doorway, standing between Leo and the light. Its thin arms reached out. The hands had too many fingers, all of them too long.

she bowed her head and offered Electra a carved turnip. “Thank you,” Electra said, accepting the gift. The woman bowed slightly and then scurried away. “Turnip carving predates the pumpkin. The pumpkin is more of an American thing.” “I did not know that. I just thought we did turnips because we were werewolves,” he admitted as a woman gave them each a soul cake. “Just another part of our pagan heritage.” “Wiccan,” Electra said softly. “Halloween is based on the Wiccan holiday Samhain. Our lineage predates that branch of religion.”

"This place isn't like the living world. Skincare and makeup products are scarce, and only the rich can afford them. "In our horror game, the cosmetics are provided by the studio, but because our instance performs so poorly, our budget is tiny. That's why our makeup never looks good and fails to draw in viewers." I caught a word in her explanation. "Viewers?" She gave a small clap. "Exactly. The live comments in horror games aren't from humans—they come from ghosts watching the stream. It's the same as how you humans watch reality shows." I raised a brow. "So there are a lot of ghosts tuning in?"

I plan on making it the biggest Halloween party that this town has ever seen, and after recent weeks and the extra publicity, why not use all that bad publicity in our favour? I giggle to myself as my mind works overtime. The Mystery Wolf will return to the Star Gazer for one night only, Our Hunt The Werewolf Halloween special! Yes… That’s going to get the people talking and hopefully bring in the crowds to make it a night to remember. I send Raul an email with a project document outline. My plan is to open tomorrow night with a special discount for these last few days leading up to Halloween. Anyone who buys one of the Halloween special drinks shall get a token, but what are the tokens for?

It was the kind of Christmas Eve I had always loved; cozy, familiar, safe. "Werewolves." My cousin whispered dramatically, leaning forward so the younger kids hung on her every word. "They hunt in the night, their eyes glowing red, their claws sharp enough to tear through bone. And when they catch you..." She paused, lowering her voice to a chilling whisper. "...They drink your blood and turn you into werewolves!!" The children shrieked in unison, clutching each other, their wide eyes reflecting the firelight. My cousin burst into laughter, clearly pleased with herself.

Clearing his throat to speak, he quickly changes his demeanor to Alpha in charge. “As you know, Hazel Summers’s coming-of-age ceremony and her first shift celebration are happening this weekend, which is in a few days. Along with the summer moon festival and moonlight run the following week.” Alpha Radar folded his arms over his massive chest as he spoke. His eyes give nothing away of his emotions, and his gaze never leaves mine.

like my brain blue-screened. Then the flood hit. Notifications exploded across my HUD like a slot machine jackpot. [SYSTEM NOTICE: Congrats! The Omniscient Core just dropped you a gift!] [Your ride, Phantom Scooter → Chronorider!] [Effect: Blows through every wall, shield, or weird cosmic lock. If you think it, you're there.] [SYSTEM NOTICE: Hidden title unlocked: The Omnigourmet!] [Effect: Every non-hostile mob auto-spawns with a "Friendly" tag.]

Moreover, if the pattern is correct, it's no doubt that another Hell's Gate Annex is erected in Devon Island where the Deathly Hallows Guild will be subjugating earlier the next day, due to time difference. "Mr. Masked Warrior…. If you would let me, I need to regroup with my guild members. Uhm, what I want to say is, could it be possible for you to help us? If you decide to help, I'll talk to our commander to give you a substantial amount of rewards, what do you say?" Hannah pleaded. I paused.