Humanoid Fnaf Novels & Stories

I raise a hand "I will go out on a date with you" he jumped like he just won a fucking lottery, I didn't know it was going to mean that much to him "thank you so much" he appreciates I responded with a small "where is Eric, you both are always together" I asked, I haven't seen him since I got here "he is my beta which means second in command, he just found his mate so he is with her" "is she also a human-like me" "fortunately no, she is a werewolf from another pack"

Not having a wolf, I couldn't distinguish between our kind and humans as I also lacked all the other benefits, such as a heightened sense of smell, night vision, and an extraordinary immune system. "Sit, please," a woman who looked to be in her late twenties with curly, black hair and whom I'd come to know as Helena, said to me, gesturing at a chair. She'd never been particularly friendly, even after knowing her for nine months now. I took a seat, leaving a chair empty next to a couple that was really into PDA, turning away from them.

i say in the mind link "I sense them, micheal and few more warriors are on their way to you as we speak" he answers "Ok" i say cutting the mind link as the first rogue appeared in sight I tilt my head looking at him with confusion. It's common knowledge that rogues are banished wolves who aren't apart of any pack for various reasons. Most of them go mad and become violent creatures while some are able to survive and keep their sanity, but this one before me is different. I can sense his bloodlust and i can see in his eyes there isn't a shred of humanity left yet he's doesn't give the impression of being irrational, to put it simply he's like a functioning psychopath. He smiles kindly at me b

Yan spoke and looked at the newborn fairy whose body instantly froze. The newborn fairy now has another person to fear: Yan. Although Yan isn’t a sly fox like Skye and Reyan, Yan is another type. That person who could freeze you in just a gaze… this is what the newborn fairy is feeling right now. These humans are not only troublesome. They are also scary! It thought, wanting to cry but had no tears.

A blood-red pancake flashed through my mind, sprinkles of silvery fur here and there, topped up with white bones, dripping with more red liquid. Perhaps close to my death, I've discovered a hidden side—never knew I could be quite humorous. I couldn't breathe, like the air was pulled out from my lungs, and inhaling seemed like a job on its own. No, I can't sit and wait for death. Warning myself, I stretched my mind. 'What can I do, how can I—' I paused, my eyes lit up like stars. 'Humanoid!' If I change back, I can hold something.

“Can you hear me in there?” “Now!” Johnathan whispers. “Start filming.” I look up at the camera. I can imagine them, those awful, cruel, bloodthirsty, humans watching us. If I could reach through the camera to choke them to death, I would. “Uhm,” I start. “His name is Finian LeRoux. He was once a human, just like all of you,” I say, allowing the tears to flow. I couldn't stop them if I wanted to anyway.

A few weeks later, we’re joined by Avani, his elf friend, Merethyl, Kaylani and Ishir. Ishir is the best tracker in the group. With the work he does searching for missing humans and supernaturals, he travels all over and has the potential to find the hidden bunkers where the Chief is creating his hybrids.

"What have you brought here, brother?" "Hello Narius. Yes, I was hoping you would be able to help me figure that out. You see, it smells human. Looks human." I pull off my shirt. "But it has some serious force behind it. It has befriended a Banhee, and it can see my horns in my human form. I've manipulated her mind, removed things yet she had recalled a mb memory I had removed. She doesn't act right. Her entire reaction to me is abnormal. She seems completely unphased by my true form. Also, her blood is addictive. I've tasted nothing like it. I cannot have enough of her, I've never been this adamant about keeping a mortal pet to feed from, but everything about her soothes my most ravenous a

Finally, she opens her eyes and instead of a wolf, she sees a naked man staring down at her. Sheila is so confused at this transformation and development. She stares at the man and the man too stares back at her. she had never seen a naked man in her entire life before. Then he pulls out a pair of jeans from somewhere and pulls it on and he extends a hand to Sheila, helping her up. She hesitantly lifted her hand, accepting his offer of help. “I’m so sorry for scaring you. It wasn’t intentional,” he apologized, slightly grinning.

What was on the display on top of the stage, not only silence me and took my fascination away, but so does everybody else in Conference Hall. Because to everyone including me, what Rafaela introduced as the Synthetic Limbs, looks exactly like a real limbs. That is right, it looks like a real actual severed limbs that were placed neatly in order on the table. It ranges from fingers, to arms, legs and even toes. Not only that it covers the main limbs, but then it goes as far as the other features for all of the Races in Fantasma, Tails for the Demi-Human, be it The Draconic tails or the Tails of the Fox Demi-Human.