Humanoid Fnaf Novels & Stories

He groaned They chuckled and obeyed immediately,, " We are really happy to see you in the council after a long time,,with,, your mate. " Another one said,, she's a female Alyssa wonder why they all look so amazing,, they are really not human. " But,,she's human. " " What is wrong with her being a human??" Luther snapped and they all kept quiet. " My father,,, is alive " Luther said and they all stood up in fear " Rodolfo is alive?? " They all asked at the same time

He watched as Micah stepped back with his face alight with astonishment. Mason leaned forward on his hands and knees as his limbs elongated. Fur erupted from his skin like a sudden storm, covering him in a coat of midnight black. His hands transformed into powerful claws digging into the earth, and his face elongated in a snout. His senses heightened, and the world took on new elements as his humanity collided with the flourishing instincts of his wolf.

As I hop off my bed and done preparing, it's time for a conscientious masking for socializing with humans because creatures like me was in a very great danger in their hands. I'm an anthromorph, an animal in a human body geometry. I can transmute into human and into my animal trait alternatively but having ears, tail, sharp fangs and the eyes of a wolf in a human form was my true identity. I was one of the rarest Anthromorph Traits that ever exist. I'm a wolf anthromorph with hermaphroditism which made me a uniqie man-wolf anthromorph. Because of my hermaphroditism, I have heats and I am able to conceive an offspring and that was the reason I'm being extra careful outside my home.

In the next second, we finally saw what was coming. Not soldiers. Not drones. But three… humanoids. Their movements resembled a human’s, but their arms were so disproportionately long that they dragged along the ground. Their heads were skeletal, their skin paper-thin, and where their eyes should have been were only dark hollows. Sadira sucked in a sharp breath. “What the hell are those?” “Empties,” I replied, slowly backing along the ledge. “The one we saw on the hilltop… that was just one. These are remnants from several generations ago. They move because something drives them. But inside, there’s no one.”

Faces. A child, maybe five years old, drifted free first—smiling softly before vanishing into golden mist. Then an elderly man, a warrior in full armor, a woman clutching something invisible to her chest. Hundreds of them. Thousands. “Holy hell…” Athena murmured, tears springing unbidden to her eyes. Zethra held her ground but whispered reverently, “He fed on all of them. For centuries.” Athena closed her eyes as more souls were released, the screams of the long-devoured echoing into the heavens as if the earth itself mourned.

Of course she knew Skylar the human wouldn’t hurt her but she trusted Skylar the wolf just as much. Skylar let her run her fingers through his fur just as she had let him sniff her. He was pleased that she got this close, considering that she was always putting distance between them. He whined when Cheyenne stepped away from him, hands gone and scent further away. “Skylar the wolf? Can you bring Skylar the human back?” Her voice was nervous. Skylar the wolf did a wolfy smile before shifting back into Skylar the human, with pops and cracks of the bones.

“You… know I’m human?” He laughed softly, nothing like Cassian’s lethal rumble. “Hard to miss. Your scent’s all over this place, and it’s not wolf.” He took one careful step closer, maintaining a respectful distance that felt deliberate, and practiced. “I’m Ronan.” “Zolani,” I said, voice steadier than I felt. “Shopping for a wedding, huh?” He nodded toward the racks of gowns and the chaos Aradia was causing in the shoe section. I nodded. “Yeah. My best friend’s. That one.” I pointed.

the words came out in a terrifying voice and Carl was trembling so badly. “I don’t-know--- what you are talking about mister…, I think you might have gotten the wrong house” Carl struggles to say these words as he keeps on moving on the floor. “I can see it in your eyes human, you are wasting my time, tell me where she is or I will reap off your neck” Aiden says and his hands quickly changes and has tis big scary wolf claws, Carl has never seen such a thing in his life and he knew he was not dealing with a human at all, this was beyond what he thought and at this moment he even forgets he had a knife on him.

____ ____ "Because no one else can do it. Opening the prison isn't just waiting for five centuries, the person who opens it must be a really strong person. And..." "And?" Noah asked curiously. "And only a special person can open it without having to wait five centuries." Baba Farra Fanga II took a sip of his drink. Recalling past events made his emotions increase. "Who is that person Baba? The one who has imprisoned the Magic King, that very powerful person." Noah is really confused by all this. Why doesn't he know anything? "He's Beliast Aberdeen. A very powerful person, he's the first person to open the Dungeon's Shadow Prison or even the last person to be able to open it."

Jeez, spilling the beans about that theory, felt like a real tongue twister. “A what now?” She raises her perfectly shaped brows. “I am a fusion of Human, Kindred, and Oracle. Unfortunately, it also happens to be the optimum DNA ratio for the annihilation of the entire universe.” Sofia bends over in a fit of giggles, “okay, Yaya. You almost had me there, and I mean… almost.” Tears of laughter pool in her eyes. I stand on trembling limbs, relying on the wall for support, and raise my gaze to meet hers. Her brief outburst of giggles comes to an end, and she hurries to my side, levering her body to assist in keeping mine upright.