Notch Herobrine Novels & Stories

Her voice cracked. Yeah, she wanted that bribed healer to clean this up—but Martha was gone. And the other crib? Still. Too still. No crying. No movement. "James..." she leaned in, trying to whisper, probably begging him to grab the real pup before it was too late— But her words got crushed under the sound of heavy boots. The crowd shifted. Wolves parted. Five robed elders strode in, each marked with a unique crest. The silver-haired one with the full moon emblem gave me a nod.

How can I let it go like this? The bastard who hurt her is going to be dead soon. Eventually, a week after, Brayden Marshall was beheaded by Prince Rhyker.

"Obstructing an Executioner carries a mandatory sterilization mandate." Nero, the Rank 7 Hermit-Crab strain, did not step aside. She looked at her rusted, ramshackle settlement—the Lanterns—which Ren had just saved from being wiped off the map. Then she looked at the pristine, arrogant Up-Worlder threatening her reef.

Ean turned to look at her, then roared, "She's not dead! How could she be dead? It's impossible!" The doctor he brought stepped forward, shook his head, and said, "Mr. Smith, I'm sorry, but she's gone. There are no vital signs." At that moment, the gatekeeper hurriedly ran over, "Mr. Smith, the surveillance footage was destroyed, but our people have been guarding the main entrance the whole time!" Ean was dumbfounded. If that was the case, it meant that I had entered an operational freezer that day! He roared at everyone around him, "You call this watching over her?"

James and Harold came down, and we all sat quietly in the living room, waiting for Doctor Perez to come down. It took more than an hour for Doctor Perez to come down. "How is she, Lana?" She's one of the people who knows who I truly am. Lana is a Family Doctor, and she was there when my parents died. "Thankfully, she only has one broken rib. The person who beat her didn't hold back. The abrasion is all big, but the one on her side is worse. There's a blood clot, and I need to break the skin to take out the blood.

he hissed before he stalked out of the cabin and slammed the door. I was stunned for a second and felt the tears rushing down my cheeks as I started crying. My shoulders started shaking, but I felt a light touch on my shoulders. "Give him time," Lilith began massaging my back once again in a soothing manner. "Men can be such cruel creatures sometimes. Be it whether they're normal men or werewolves, they're all the damn same."

I took the hospital gown which Nicole had thrown over to me and quickly disappeared behind the curtain I had changed behind earlier on, shifting back into my human form, I hissed as I finally felt the effects of the wound. The pain was worse than what I had been feeling in my neck two days' ago and when I looked down at the size of the wound, I knew that I was going to have another scar to add to the collection I was slowly gathering. But at least this one was a real battle wound. Damn silver. I am going to have to have words with the Moon Goddess about that. You do that and perhaps I won't have a hideous scar to show for my idiocy once the would heals.