Silent Hill Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

As the desk slid back, revealing a narrow, stone staircase that led into the library’s unexplored foundations, the girl from the tank slammed through the ceiling, her obsidian frame wreathed in a violent, rhythmic violet energy that threatened to ignite the very air in the room. Silas turned to face the girl, his pistol empty, his only weapon a single, jagged shard of the Shadow Market’s crystalline glass that he had hidden in his sleeve. He looked at Verina, and for the first time in their entire marriage, he didn't give her an order, he gave her a choice, a silent, predatory question that asked if she was ready to be the one who closed the book.

"And tell them that if anyone tries to come in here before I say so, they won't like what happens next." "Killian, don't be a fool," Silas barked. "There are rumors. People are talking about what happened in that mine. They say the scent in the tunnel was... different." I stood up then, walking to the door. I didn't open it. I just leaned my forehead against the wood. "The scent was mine," I lied, my voice steady. "The bond is maturing. It’s changing us both. Tell them to stay back, Silas. For their own sake."

~~~ IN THE HOLLOW — LUCIEN’S POV: The wind howls like a beast through the trees. It’s darker now and feels thicker. The Hollow has started folding in on itself, fraying at the edges like a dying dream. And in the middle of it, I am standing on a cliff of fractured glass and bone. Elira is gone. She hasn’t returned since I said Rhea’s name. Since the Hollow itself shook and spat her back into the shadows. Something inside her snapped when I remembered. Something inside me is still snapping. I don’t know what I am anymore or what I'm doing for that matter.

Holly was clearly the orthodoxy of the Mountain Warriors, the daughter of Mountain Warriors' head, but was later framed by the elders' conspiracy to take the position of the sect's head, and the original head of the sect was nailed to the pillar of shame, with all kinds of nasty slander. Even the daughter of the sect's leader has turned traitor. And at that time, a swarm of individuals came up to Alex and the others. Buzz— Shelly's physique grew ferociously larger. It grew to reach almost the same size as Alex. The ancient and mottled Persephone's Folly Bridge pierced the void with a wave of her hand. Shelly’s ghostly voice seemed to emerge from the vacuum. "By the Forgotten River, by Persep

Dahlia also told me a big family secret, Holly is mine and Sky's halfsister, our mother was raped and by the very person I saw got killed by my mate, my uncle. I need to speak with my parents and that now so when I regained my consiousness I got up from the bed way to fast so I collapsed on the floor. No actually on top of Silas, I felt my cheeks burn as I glanced down and noticed I was buck naked and I squished my breasts in Silas face. I quickly got up in a sitting position and blushed really hard when I heard him chuckle at me and his eyes flickered black to Knight. "Well I don't mind having those in my face actually but I can sense that you need to be somewhere else and not in my face ri

The spirit shuddered in fright as the cold gaze forcefully put her into silence. She hurled in the corner, trembling as the eyes coldly watched her. The spirit can’t take it anymore and finally fainted in fright. The eyes then closed themselves again. Hellion paused, sensing that the spirit didn’t made a noise anymore. She quietly sat up, wiped her tears with the back of her hand as she basked herself into the silence. Hellion stared in the empty darkness, sad. She wanted to sleep and thus she forced herself to sleep but the mood wasn’t there anymore. She sighed softly in her heart and looked into the abyss, dazed.

I followed them and rubbed Sylar on top of his head. "Okay, we can read that one to you," he told him and then took him to the library, getting it down and then took us back to our room. He laid Sylar down on the bed and smirked at him, starting the story for him as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Sylar giggled as he listened to Silas tell him the story. He started to doze off about two chapter in, his eyes shutting slowly. Silas watched him then stopped, closing the book and then got into the bed beside him, pulling him close and kissed his cheek. He looked towards me and smirked, watching me before he tucked the two of them in and closed his eyes, nuzzling against our little brother. I

“Everything okay?” “Mhmm” I glanced sideways discreetly at Blair and he seemed to be noticing her for the first time. “Davian, it’s so hard to get hold of you” Blair screeched in what she thought was her seductive voice and I had to control myself from laughing over my drink. “Who are you?” Davian asked with a frown and satisfaction bloomed in my chest as an embarrassed choke escaped her mouth. “Mr Grey, My name is Silas Hill and this is my fiancée, Blair Thompson”

He ran so fast, till he suddenly found himself in daylight. The sun shined bright above him and he found he was still in the forest running, but his legs were much shorter. He was now a child. The person holding his hand was also a child. The other child turned around and glanced at him. "Run little rabbit," he said and the scene warped. Jason suddenly found himself inside a dark tent back in his university camping trip. He and Marcus were in his tent. Marcus was hiding from those outside. With both of them now in the small tent, Jason felt ackward.

The runes faded. The silence returned. But everything had changed. My sister was shaking in front of me. The girl who used to be afraid of the dark. The girl who held my hand when I was scared. She was the one destined to end the world. And somehow… We were supposed to survive that. Lucian *****Same Time — The Ruins of Silverfang***** The silence was wrong. Not peaceful. Not calm. It was the kind of silence that comes right before something screams. Fia was still kneeling in the center of the burned runes, her small body trembling like she was barely holding herself together.