Silent Hill Fanfic Novels & Stories

All they'd do is make him smile wider and press harder on the wound he'd just found. She bit down on her lower lip until the taste of blood filled her mouth, and that sharp, metallic sting was just enough to keep the dam from breaking. Tears clung to her lashes without falling, but her eyes had gone cold enough to kill. The air around her turned ice-cold, and even the rustle of the locust leaves overhead seemed to go quiet. On the other end of the line, every suspicion Sylas had been carrying clicked into place right after he mentioned "the head of the Hollowlight Sect".

Talia had been lazily muching on a fry and she gave a startled yelp as her sister’s elbow dug in her stomach. “Ouch” Clarissa glared at her and Talia responded, “Yes, yes, we are coming with you whether you like it or not” I let out a sigh and rubbed my temples. I had always known that girls were foolish and always decided by using their hearts but these two were very stubborn. I mentally slapped Silas for being injured and leaving me with two whiners. Shadow took the opportunity to whisper in my mind, “then why did you even share the details of the file with them?”

9th January 2000 Aanya’s POV: I tossed and turned in bed, restless, my mind loud and unwilling to sleep. Thoughts swirled endlessly - what would happen if I truly fell for him? Would he hold on to me? Or would it be another one-sided story in a life already full of them? Would we be able to rewrite the terms of our marriage, start over as something real? Or would he simply disappear, leaving me stranded, just like the others - present one moment, gone the next, without a trace?

I can’t believe she still fucking loves that damn vampire. She remembers him over her own family and friend. Well now she thinks he’s dead. It won’t be as much of a blow once she remembers again. This memory loss could be my ticket to success. Maybe I … “Hey!” I was roughly turned around. The stupid hunter, why is he meddling, we signed a contract. “Why did you tell her that? You upset her.”

Silius was the one who lay awake hoping to catch even the smallest glimpse of him, some proof that he still existed somewhere in the world, thinking of him the way Silius thought of him. He let out a long breath, the kind that carried the weight of eight years behind it. "I swear to god I'll kill you if you sigh one more time," Rile said, not even looking up. Silius opened his mouth to protest and let out another one instead — helpless, involuntary. "Ughh… I can't even sigh now?" He dropped his head onto the table between them, forehead pressed to the cool wood, and let out a low whine for good measure, if only to annoy her properly.

The binding they had completed had been only the first step, and now the true battle was about to begin. Clara had studied the old texts, the fragmented records that had survived. They spoke of Hollow Hill as the site of the first blood sacrifices, where the Yanuwah had first come into contact with the spirits of WildWood. But what she had not known, what none of them had known, was that there was a hidden path beneath the hill—a path that led to the heart of the darkness itself. It was a trail that had been sealed long ago, forgotten by the very people who had once wielded its power.

He always knew everything about everyone. “The scholarship girl,” Silas said softly, his eyes narrowing. “The one who hides in the back of the library with baggy clothes and doesn’t speak to anyone.” “That’s her,” I confirmed, still completely mind-blown. Liora Sinclair was a ghost. She was a total nerd and a wallflower who blended into the brickwork of the campus. I had seen her maybe twice in my entire life always buried behind a stack of books. To think that quiet invisible little mouse was harboring these kinds of wild aggressive fantasies? It was intoxicating..!

With one final thought of gratitude towards her aunt for her unwavering support, Aqua surrendered to the darkness, allowing its gentle embrace to carry her away from the tempest of her thoughts and into the peaceful realm of dreams. As Aqua's eyelids drooped with drowsiness, the rhythmic patter of rain against her window lulled her towards sleep. However, her rest was abruptly interrupted by the sound of rocks clattering against the glass. Startled, she sat up in bed, her heart pounding with apprehension. Peering through the darkness, she made out a figure standing outside her window. It was Damon, his expression etched with worry. Aqua's initial shock gave way to concern as she hurriedly ma

One leg was dangling, his eyes closed, looking for all the world like he was bored by the very concept of our existence. "Mind your business, bloodsucker!" Silas snarled, his eyes flashing yellow. "You trying to save your little pet? We all know why she's here. The rumors are true - Lumira's nothing but a cheating bitch who moved on to a undead gigolo before her mate's bed was even cold..." The word "bitch" had barely left his lips when the world blurred. There was no sound of a footfall, no rush of wind. Between heartbeats, Riven vanished from the tree and reappeared directly in front of Silas.

she shut her eyes, hiding her face. “You are delicious,” Silas whispered to her. She kept her eyes closed, avoiding his gaze as Silas continued to touch her wet side, heightening her excitement. His fingers began to explore the area, eliciting several moans of pleasure from her. Before she realized it, Silas's fingers were inside her, thrusting in and out, providing an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. It was intense. Silas's big fingers felt like they could completely fill her, and with each thrust, she quivered in excitement, her entrance walls involuntarily tightening to enhance the sensation.