Herobrine Scary Novels & Stories

BLURB “Why are you everywhere? Why do you appear all around me?” I asked in an almost inaudible voice filled with frustration and weakness “Do I still have to answer that?” He smirked. “Fine, it's simple. You're mine, and I don't plan on letting you go or even sharing you." *** Elena Carter felt heartbroken after finding out her best friend and ex-fiance were having an affair. They called her a liability as she had been with their support after her graduation and her failed attempts to secure a job for over a year. In desperation to avoid the pain that pierced through her heart like a saber, she went to a club where she had a one night stand with someone who turn

Neo’s POV Sitting at my desk, my mind is consumed by the image of Skyler, completely engulfed in those Scarabs she fondly referred to. It's astonishing how she fearlessly caressed them, treating them as harmless creatures, before they obediently scurried away from her and disappeared into the earth. It's as if they hold no threat, no potential for danger or death. This scene continues to play in my mind, leaving me both fascinated and perplexed by Skyler's unwavering trust in these seemingly treacherous insects.

It wasn't visible, but the sensation of it made every hair on their body stand on end, and the infectious unease that it brought with it made their wolves on edge. "Feels pretty slimy doesn't it?" Lexi commented as she turned to them, her eyes blazing a terrifying red as they nodded wordlessly. "This one should be quite simple to tear down," Lord Brarthroroz observed as he ran his hands over the stones, as if inspecting them for any weakness, "This is not a live specimen that powers this site…we just need to find the corpse." "Corpse?" One of the specialists exclaimed in disgust.

Yet, despite the cracks, Hail was still able to look at him, not even flinching at the crack on his cheeks. It was when what seemed to be a piece had fallen from his cheek that Briane noticed something odd. He scrambled on his feet and poked his finger on the hole. It was quite deep. Hail didn’t even move when he tried to strip his cheeks off. He just sat there, staring at him. With all his might, he pulled and what he’d seen next made him stumble away. From inside Hail came thousands of bugs. Groaning, Briane sprinted, putting as much distance from the bugs and him. When he was sure, the bug already lost sight of him, he traced his way back to Hail and found him—no, it couldn’t be him. It w

We wear seated here in Dax’s office. “I… I guess so, even though I shouldn’t. It’s stupid. “It’s not. Killing is scary.” Vex assured me. “But from what I’ve learned since my arrival here, sometimes, it’s necessary. Dax is protecting you this way.” I let out a sigh, my heart still reeling hard. “I- I know, it’s just… scary and daunting that he’s that ruthless, you know? That my brother is undoubtedly like that too.” Vex shook his head. “From what I heard, your brother is sane compared to Dax, if that helps.” He offered but I doubt that helped out at all.

The blade of light stopped the bone cold. "Now would be a good time to do your thing, Theria," Herne shouted. The bone struck the concrete and turned into a pointed instrument of death, "Goodbye, stupid hero..." A beam of light pierced the spiritual menace through the forehead. The hole smoked, and the skin began to melt away. Another beam and then another. El Silbon shouted, "No." "Enjoy hell," Theria sneered. She looked around, "Where did Warren go?" "Herne to Scald Crow, We have a situation."

Clone after sensing Gabriele gaze falling on his figure quivered a little, the trauma that this guy had inflicted on him had really made him miserable to the extent where only just a simple gaze, he will think of what happened between the two of them. It is simply a monster-no, it is more terrifying than monsters constantly lurking around at every city. Thinking of this, he felt half of his body hurt out of the blue as he sprinted fast at his brother side while tightly holding he Legendary Electric Shock Cage he was holding that he already deemed as fake because it does not hold off a person at all, well even though he does not know if he can call Gabriele a person? Is it a terrifying monste

"Before you took me back, I grew up in this instance. The three bosses here are my family. So tell me—what's wrong with calling this my turf? And if someone orders me around in my own turf, shouldn't they get slapped?" Laughter immediately erupted around us. One veteran player even wiped tears from his eyes from laughing too hard. "Little Missy, did your dad hit you so hard you went stupid? You actually dare say the three bosses of Happy Home are your family?" Not a single person believed me. After all, the survival rate of this instance was terrifyingly low. The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tr

Nobles feigned laughter, but the air carried the weight of blood spilled in the streets and whispers that would not die. Damien sat at the head, his eyes dull with drink, his voice too loud as he boasted of punishments yet to come. Few listened. Most eyes flicked to me. I felt it before it began, the prickle of unease, the unnatural hush between heartbeats. Then came the scream. A servant collapsed near the wine casks, a dagger buried in his throat. From the shadows of the hall, masked figures surged serpents, their blades flashing in torchlight.

Tonight's meal was a massive dead tarantula. Halfway through the livestream, I noticed he kept twitching his nose and sniffling. Then, what happened next chilled me to the bone. Thin, wriggling worms began emerging from all the openings on his face. The livestream chat exploded as no one had ever seen such a loathsome scene. "Damn! What is that?" "Oh gosh! What's happening?" "I-I can't watch this any longer! I'm out!" Then, two sharp bangs were heard in the background of the livestream.