Screaming Enderman Novels & Stories

I scream. It’s a raw, animal sound that tears my throat. I swing my fist. I drive the key into his eye. SQUELCH. The sound is wet. Horrifying. The Reaper shrieks. He drops my legs, clutching his face. Blood spurts between his fingers, black in the shadows. "My eye! She got my eye!" The other two drop me. I hit the ground hard, the impact jarring my teeth. I scramble backward, crab-walking away from them, my vision swimming.

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ 🔞🔞🔞 MATURE CONTENT 🔞🔞🔞 PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Eve's scream was muffled by Silas's hand clamped over her mouth as Damon's fingers breached her from behind, stretching her in a way that made panic spike through her exhausted body.

Looks changed, body changed but our heart - never. In the middle of scrolling I saw a picture of Mom with a handsome guy in a beautiful place I think or more like in a special occasion cause Mom was wearing a Green expensive gown matching the guy standing beside her holding on to her at the back also wearing an emerald color suit, and they seems happy - very very happy actually.

For the first time, the eyes that always held possessiveness were filled with panic. "Evelyn!" he shouted, lunging forward and scooping me up from the floor. Damien shielded me with his own body, while his hands desperately beat out the flames licking the hem of my dress. As he held me in his arms, I felt my consciousness slipping. So this was what it felt like to die from the fumes of burning charcoal. It was unbearably painful. The suffocating weight pressed in, my lungs burning with searing pain. Perhaps it was fitting since only pain like this could cleanse the misery of the past three years.

"Okay, okay, easy. I’m just telling you about my favorite event of the day. Relax and keep yourself calm. I’m not sure if you’ll like what I’ll say next…" I think I know what he’ll say. The agency wants me to accept the offer because I’d clearly stated my disgust when it was offered. "Tic wanted you to accept the offer." Tic is short for Terror-In-Closet. The guy that I inadvertently caused a scandalous incident with. I think I’m still absent-minded that I didn’t straighten my facts.

Keeping a firm grip on my wrists. I screamed at the pain, I screamed for what was to come. “Keep screaming, I like it when they scream.” I had my head turned away and eyes shut but when he said that, it wasn’t him talking, it was his beast. I dared to look at him and what I found was Aodh, God of the underground himself staring back at me with an evil grin. Eyes as black onyx, deep and monstrous.

In the end, he took my swollen palm and gently blew on it. “Taz, you can hit or scream at me all you want, but Lana isn’t like us. She can’t handle this kind of punishment from you. This would ruin her entire life.” I pulled my hand back, giving him a smile that did not reach my eyes. “Fine.” The moment those intimate photos were taken down, Hugh visibly let out a breath of relief. Before he could say anything, a wave of even fiercer cheers erupted from the audience. The final highlight of the auction had been brought out.

The scream didn’t just echo; it shattered the world. It was a sound of pure agony, of a soul tearing itself apart, of power too vast for a single body to contain. Aurelia stood amidst the ruins, her form illuminated by a blinding, silver-blue radiance that pulsed like a dying star. The ground beneath her feet cracked and splintered, spreading outward like a spiderweb of destruction. The air was thick, heavy, charged with enough energy to incinerate anything that came near.

But I am breathing. “No! Please, Goddess, no! Nesta please let me see those browns.” Erdem screamed as I fell into the abyss of darkness clutching the pendent, she left me.

The insect of curiosity bloated. Since the 'Endurace Range' was in the silent corner of the facility it took him over a minute to reach the main hall. However, after reaching the main hall the scene wasn't something that Kendrik expected. He saw two guys rushing towards him with a somewhat obnoxious grin on their faces. They both had an athletic frame. One of them had a scar above his right eyelid, black hair long enough to be tied in a bun and the other one had a much leaned build, 2 inch shorter in height and well maintained eyebrows and military buzz cut.