Screaming Enderman Novels & Stories

She still didn’t have a complete picture but they were starting to feel familiar… Her eyes snapped open at the sound of Sasha’s scream. She saw, in their pale light, a four-armed ice creature towering above him. Sasha had somehow managed to block, with only his Everlite crystal, the creature’s wicked-looking kukri blade that had come down in a chop.

She saw hundreds of female and male human, but the had eyes which is larger than that of a normal human, their ears were like that of an elf, but it was longer than an elf's ear, they are running away from something, they were crying, and screaming like a bird, their voice resembling that of a banshees. Their lips are thin in comparison to humans, she saw another indescribable figure mudering them. They had their little one, some held their babies tightly trying not to succumb to tiredness as they kept on running, their energy running thin, Katie turned her head she saw the thing chasing them, they were fifteen of them,... The screamers were running away. Their purser came in Katie's view in

Starting with the designer for invading our home and sticking us in those demon pods. The arguing between our side and the Alligence contained with no sign of a resolution. But just as it seemed that another fight would occur, a familiar scream came from the back of the cavern. We all pressed our palms to our ears, striving to blackout the noise. In seconds, the scream stopped and a large gush of smoke filled the room. The smog quickly began to form into failure people. “Steam Dregon and Shrick,” I said with enthusiasm uttering in my voice.

She raced out of the room, dropping the cameo in the process and rushed down the stairs to save Jonathan. Upon hearing her parents screams, Lena’s little face scrunched up and she let out a cry, her small hands curling into fists. A gust of wind blew through the room and Lillian Endora appeared. “Jonathan! No!” Margaret screamed. The Endora witch pelted out of the room, down the stairs to find the bodies of Margaret and her husband on the floor. Several witches from her cousin’s former coven stood over them. “Now we’re in trouble. It’s an Endora witch”, Seraphina sneered.

The End, silent for so long, suddenly stirred. Not aggressively. Fearfully. Emma had never felt fear from the End. Never. The realization hit harder than anything else. The End was afraid. The Custodian raised its hands. Emergency symbols appeared around Emma. Thousands. Millions. Attempting containment. Attempting suppression. The voice spoke one word. STOP. Every symbol shattered instantly. The Custodian staggered backward. Reality groaned. Entire layers of authority collapsed. Emma stared. The being closed its eyes. "It's stronger than I remember."

The place was filled with panic and rush of the people inside, running to and fro with things in their hands. “Another push, Denise!” “Arrgghh!!!” screams the same voice that filled the corners. His beat banged and the nervousness in him raised, hearing that dreadful scream he knows it was from his mate. He quickly shifted to his human form and ran past the seems unending corridors. “I see the head! Keep pushing, Denise!” “Keep pushing! He’s almost out, he’ll die if you retract!” “Hey, if you have to curse on a person you hated the most, then scream out with that rage! Use it as your strength!” Nevaeh yelled.

I asked them through a tight throat. Erin looked back at me, and the fear was evident in her eyes and voice when she spoke. "It's the only way." I nodded then sighed and walked over to the fire escape to get ready to head down the minute they gave me the okay. Erin took a few deep breaths then turned and grabbed the side of the ledge before letting herself dangle. She took another breath then began to scream as loud as she could. I couldn't believe my eyes when it started to work, beyond my wildest dreams it began to work. I could hear the Eater's cry when they caught sight of her and the excited stomp of their feet as they answered the call of her fear.

The room went still, tension hanging heavy in the air. "Have you no shame?" My assistant, Melody, stormed over, standing protectively in front of me, her face red with anger. "Everyone knows Emilia is the maker of Eternal Dawn! Don't you feel an ounce of shame, stealing it like this?" Hannah's eyes welled up immediately, turning her into the perfect picture of wounded innocence. Her red-rimmed eyes and trembling nose played to the crowd with flawless ease, winning sympathy, as always. And sure enough, as soon as her sobs began, Ethan's furious voice thundered through the silence, splitting the air like a crack of lightning.

Scoffed Layla as she grew weary. *buzz – buzz* As she leaned over the table to get her phone from her bag, she toppled the book over the table, and dropped it face down onto the floor opening its pages. She picked it up and a symbol was being described on one of the pages. “Protective gliis used by siren witches. Can be used in everyday contexts, however, difficult to find outside of this practice. Usually charged on...” “Siren witches...?” muttered Layla. She closed the book and put it back on the table to check on her ringing phone. They were texts from Tommy.

I looked at Denver and he was just smiling nervously. Thirty minutes passed 11 and most of the people were in their drunken state. The DJ in front was playing upbeat music and they really added spice at the party. People were screaming and I could tell that they were really enjoying the event. I felt my phone vibrated and saw Brent’s message flashed on my screen. "I'm on my way," he informed. I smiled when I noticed the name he put on my contacts. I could still recall how his lips protruded when he saw his complete name on my contacts. He didn't like it that was why he changed it into "Baby,". Corny! To: Baby Hurry up and get me. (wink emoji)