Remnant Fnaf Novels & Stories

Next thing I know a flash of white light surrounds everything around me and then I black out. *Kane pov* After talking to my parents I found out that they were finally here for the Fall festival this weekend. They did mention to me that they were coming, but completely I forgot. I had asked one of the young she Wolf to find a guest room for my parents, and get someone else to help you clean it up. She nods to me"yes Alpha" walks away and grabs another girl with her and starts talking to her. While they cleaned the room I went and talked to my parents.

Arjun took the lead to speak, “Yes, Myra let me give the phone to papa.” Rana took the phone and spoke with an almost choked voice. “Myra, tell me. Are you real Myra Moretti? Minerva’s daughter?” “Yes. If you do not believe my words, then I cannot help you with that. I called you just to deliver the last wish of my mother. Now it is complete on you whether you would like to believe it or not.”

She needed to take it easy. “For now, I think we should keep our eyes and ears open for any hints as to the pack’s whereabouts, and if other supernatural beings have been joining them, or acting strange,” Rem said. He closed his eyes for a moment and then, through the mind-link, said, ‘and your old home… I might need to save my friend. Though, with your help, you think they would release him and his parents without a fight?’

There are new trees, they also added a little playground on the south side of the park, they fixed the road and some of the benches, they even build some small cottages. This is the Park where I first met Hecate. This is the place where Eleanor dumped her and I met her. [Hecate] It's been days since I've last seen Hestia. And I've been forcing myself to focus on my work and try to forget about her, but fuck it I can't. I'm here at my apartment right now, trying I get some work done, when all of a sudden I heard my phone ping a notification. I picked up my phone to see who it is, and it was from an unknown number. I was about to ignore it when I accidentally opened it.

She was finally home. The End

“Hello mami Can I speak to Bobby Cross the ocean I’m feelin very lonely Him ah sleep Mami wake him for me I’m on the phone I wanna talk to my baby Phone call doesn’t help when your feelin lonely Him cah tell you things make you feel sexy I’m on romantic call I’m talkin to my baby down in ah mi yard I’m on a romantic call My man patra nah go take the prowl Watch this” “I remember this song, but I don’t know from where.” “That’s normal. Sometimes small things come back out of nowhere. That’s a good sign. It means that your memory is coming back.”

MYSTERIOUS BEING REMNANTS. Kyra. Kyra gazed out at the horizon from the camp's edge. The struggle against the remaining darkness was a tough one, and their triumph brought a feeling of ease, yet she couldn't rid herself of the sense that something remained present. She couldn't stop thinking about the journey they had taken, the fights they had been through, and the friends they had said goodbye to. "Damon," she called out, turning around to meet him as he neared. "Do you believe there are additional remains of the shadows present?"

All the ghosts that once ruled this bloodline had gone silent. But the quiet didn’t last long. I reached the control room, where Luca stood before the main screen — a faint pulse of red blinking at its corner. “What is that?” I asked. He didn’t turn immediately. “A remnant,” he said. “A fragment of the code. It’s coming from somewhere offshore.” My stomach tightened. “Impossible. I burned it.” “So we thought.” He exhaled slowly. “But it’s not a replication. It’s a signal. Like someone’s trying to speak to you.”

Janet said, her voice getting louder as she got closer to me. If they wanted to avoid being suspected, it was a little too late for that. “How many pints do we need for the next three days? I think we should let her stay off the nectar for some days so she doesn’t lose any more of her memories,” Janet suggested. That was it. The nectar was causing me to lose my memories and Salem was in on it. She had been using moonshade bloom, which was one of the herbs used to make people lose their memories.

And there it was. The slap. The spit in my face. She was taunting me. Mocking me with her new ring, that stupid dress, that smug little smirk like I hadn’t touched every inch of her less than twenty hours ago. She wanted a game? Fine. We’d play. But she forgot one thing, I never lose. Ever. We stared at each other in silence. Not like strangers. Rather like ex-lovers at war. I tried to keep my breathing steady. To remember who she was now. My father’s wife. That should have been enough to make me walk away.