Male.horror Characters Novels & Stories

I asked. “Um, yeah. Fitting, right?” Hana blushed. “Malcolm is a cambion. Cambions are hybrid demons, so a child is born from a human and a demon. I don’t know who his dad is, but his dad was an incubus, which made Malcolm an incubus cambion.” “Malcolm is a hybrid sex demon,” I said the words slowly, letting them sink in. “Wait, is that why sex with him is outrageously good?”

It was almost too much, seconds passing like long needles as we stretched for the horror that would be coming. And suddenly they were there—shadows drifting between the trees, eyes that shone with an otherworldly brilliance. The Maledictus. They looked cold and menacing, even from far away you could tell they gave off a chilled, suffocating energy that writhed my skin until I was covered in goosebumps.

"Ava, your player profile—" Before he could finish, a transparent panel popped up in front of me. 【Player: Ava Stone】 【Level: Novice】 【Special Status: Sensory Deficiencies (Face Blindness, No Sense of Smell)】 【Current Anxiety Level: 5】 When Chloe saw my profile, a cruel glint flashed in her eyes. "Oh, dear. Sensory deficiencies? In a horror game, that’s fatal. You should just give up. Might as well die now and get it over with."

And because of that, the balance has been set. I once again flinches when the man with black outfit jumped on the monster and use his sword to attack. He landed a successful hit to the monster's neck. With the black fog surrounding the man's body, I can tell, the man is a Black stage Malemyn. Malemyn, The person gifted with power that is above all people on the earth. Although there are stages with their power, Malemyn are strong. But their power can also harm them. Once they were overpowered by their gifted power, there's a possibility that they will also become a monster that will be unstoppable.

Nicodemus growled again with his eyes finally turning Red with veins popping out by the sidelines. She gasped;He is an Alpha Hybrid just like his father!. That was her last thought before he knocked her unconscious. He finally turned to the other witches who were completely enveloped in fear as they watched those threatening red eyes with long canines and claws baring out in the open. "Oh I'm so hungry" He muttered with a bellow and a devilish grin on his face. Their courage vanished once he flashed those red eyes. In all,they knew they were doomed.

Horus flipped over gracefully and stood behind the tall, large wolf that was now on its hind legs, its front legs raised in the air. Horus's long claws, the longest I'd seen in my life, grabbed Matt's furred throat while the other dug claws deep into his spine. Matt froze, his eyes wide with terror. But when he looked at me, the terror dissipated, replaced by a sense of serenity in his gaze. I could see him expressing so much with his eyes. Horus smirked at me and pulled his claws away. Matt's blood flashed before my eyes, his neck was torn open, and his spine was sticking out of its place. A blood-curdling scream escaped my lips as I collapsed to the ground, darkness taking over me.

The laughter was haunting, and I couldn't help but look around, my heart pounding in my chest, wondering who or what could be lurking in the shadows. Lizzie and Axel immediately dropped to their knees, their obedience striking terror into my heart. “Master,” they kneeled and cast their eyes down. With a sense of foreboding, I was pulled down beside them. The master, a burly man with a menacing presence, appeared before us. His appearance was ghastly and foreboding, with long, tangled hair that hung in matted clumps around his face. His eyes, deep-set and devoid of any warmth, gleamed with an unsettling cruelty. His skin was pallid, almost corpse-like, and his lips curled into a malicious smi

I felt blank, at a total loss of words, Mal didn’t look like he was kidding, his eyes were dripping out black blood and I know what it means. He always had dark blood dripping down his eyes whenever he saw something horrifying. Mal was born a pure vampire unlike my brother and he was blessed with extraordinary abilities, one that made my brother and myself unqualified to ever call ourselves a king. “Mal, listen to me. Calm down okay, just tell me what you saw.” I try to reason with him, it’s useless trying to get anything off him when he’s in such a state. “Breathe.” I told him. “Now, tell me what you saw.”

“Wow. How is this possible?” His mouth quirks shyly. “It’s possible. Trust me, I’m not the only one either. Mikhail is an angel/demon hybrid, Carrick is a werewolf, Rowan is a vampire, and my foster father, Alex, is a dhampir. Almost everyone I know is a supernatural being.” I huff in wonder. “Holy cow, does Haley know about Carrick? What about Nevaeh?” He shrugs his shoulders. “Um… Neveah knows about Khail, but I don’t know about Haley.”