Horror Undertale Novels & Stories

This was unusual to do in human form, but animalistic traits sometimes get through when shit hits the fan. “Dad?” Then he growled at me, his eyes were completely black. My father’s wolf, Xander, has taken over . I could count on one hand the number of times my father lost control like this. Not even when my sisters went through this did Xander take over, but they were not already in so much pain. I took a few steps back, genuinely afraid. He and I never got along, but the hatred in his growl was something I had never experienced before.

he threw his head back laughing. “By now, while you are all here, half of my army is already at the Undead, destroying everything.” My heart sank. Aurora, Darien and Rowan were going to go crazy once they hear the news. “Don’t worry, that pack is not going to fall easy, I think you have underestimated your opponent this time, big bro.” he chuckled coldly.

[Welcome, players, to the SSS-level horror dungeon: Office Tower Urban Legends. [Dungeon rule: Lying is forbidden. Anyone who lies dies instantly. [Starting players: Ten. [Clear objective: Figure out why everyone in this building lost their memories. Restore all memories to beat the dungeon. [All ten players confirmed. Seven days left until New Year's Eve. Clear the dungeon before then. [Have fun.] A cold, robotic voice crackled in my ear. I had literally just finished sending in a vacation request, and the next second, I got dragged straight into a horror game.

There was too much history in this pack. The further into the pack house I journeyed, the more restless my wolf, Sabrina, became. The most intoxicating scent seemed to coat the halls of the mansion, a smell similar to a damp forest after a warm summer rain. I felt this incessant need to cloak myself in the scent and figured it was because Guinevere was begging to go for her first run. ‘Soon.’ I linked my wolf, silently promising her a chance to try out her new legs, ‘Dad promised he’d help us with our first shift during the full moon this weekend. He said the properties of the full moon would help ease the transition.’

Like the young lady, she couldn't fully comprehend what was happening there. "I know this is a matter of karma, and retribution will come, but I dare not defy Luna Sandra's orders. To avoid suspicion, I only acted during the night, every night. There are seven wooden figures. Except for the one buried beneath the tree, there's one beneath each wall in the northeast, northwest, southeast, and southwest corners. One is under your bed, and the last one..." Hasya's face turned slightly red. Finally, she said, "The last one was hidden under the grass in the back room."

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Her voice dropped to a whisper, "I can sense danger. We need to return to the palace immediately." Without hesitation, they turned back the way they came. Suddenly, a twig snapped nearby. "Did you hear that?" A hand slithered out and grabbed Lila, dragging her into the shadows before she could reply. With a cry of surprise, Hailey staggered back. "Lila!" She screamed while her heart raced in her chest. Lila was firmly held by a shadowy figure that materialised from behind a tree. Hailey could see glowing eyeballs and rotting flesh in the dim light. It was a ghoul, with a horrific grin curled around its decaying mouth.

Each of them saw the same things: a dark realm filled with monstrous creatures, battles fought with desperate courage, and the feeling of being hunted. One night, Anna dreamed she was back in the underworld, standing before the massive beast they had fought. Its eyes glowed with malice, and its voice echoed in her mind. “You think you’ve escaped,” it hissed. “But the underworld never forgets.” She woke up screaming, her grandmother rushing into the room. Evelyn held her tightly, whispering soothing words. “It’s over, Anna. You’re safe now.” But Anna wasn’t so sure.

His existence was wiped out of the universe. Even the undead cannot escape death. Slowly, the space's walls began to crumble. I lay down comfortably, closed my eyes, and waited for the system to ring. [You have defeated Level 178 Undead Randolf Kortan] [Level up] x 10 [Received Undead Core] [Skill Rank Up Card Received] [Congratulations on defeating an adversary 100 levels above the host] [Reward given] [God's Wall Relic] My eyes sprang out when I saw the rewards I'd received.

I called over my shoulder Burney nodded and leapt what took me four steps to cover before disappearing through the broken pane. I stepped in after him and cringed, landing on top of the wet flesh of a Taken. Panic coursed through my veins as I stepped off its cooling body. All his wounds were glass related, which meant the shade was still here. I swallowed my fear and looked up.