Slenderman Brothers Novels & Stories

Compared to the usual stuff Malachi puts out, this may be on the milder side. Which, I’m not mad at all about. “We’re ready to go,” one of Malachi’s interns pops her head around the divider. “Whenever you are.” Malachi nods before sliding his iconic metro-looking headphones over his ears. His face morphs from playful to something close to sardonic. The shift is a little startling but I feel my brother nudge my knee and focus. “Slater brothers,” Malachi says, looking right into the camera facing directly at him. “We’ve all heard of them. Two legends playing for the opposite sides. Wonder how family dinners are in that house.”

He mutters, his voice is low, angry or maybe annoyed This time Xander stops and snarls. “Who? A Lycan or a wolf? Give us his name.” “Neither. It was my brother.” Bree cries

I say to Dane who is watching me become friends with his brother, maintaining my relationship with his brother and being hard headed, stubborn and just crazy with him. Well, there's something going on that we all have to know about. I was out for some reasons. Basically, I'm not going to go in so further about the reason why I was away. But I was away for a good time. “And there is a new threat that we have to be afraid of.” The saint brothers are joining hands with a group called the mascots. “They're a different type of wolves, they're a different type of hybrid.” The mascot unlike the hybrids are very, very ambitious.

But it still didn't mean that I wanted to be under his control. Wolves hate vampires because of this. It's extremely fascinating that three Alphas somehow manage to be good friends with one. The stories and rumors left me with the image of vampires as manipulative and cunning creatures. “Exactly, but by compelling you, it forces your brain to remember. I won't ask you about anything else.” “Okay, fine. I'll do it.” “Do you need me to call one of the Triplets?” He asked. Strangely, I felt very embarrassed. “I

"Back then, doomBringer launched an alliance on the internet that gathered top hackers from Nord City and Bern City. They all joined hands anonymously, unaware of each other's identities. The skills of the members varied, and doomBringer organized a competition to select them. His style has always been distinctive, cementing his status as a legend in our forum. To this day, no one has managed to surpass him." Sage received the information sent by his subordinates as well. Upon reviewing the coding style of doomBringer, he couldn't help but notice his striking resemblance to that of Timothy. Sage fell silent. Could it be that Timothy was truly doomBringer? He had heard this story before. He h

Graham laughed before enveloping his friend in a bear hug. “Come off me, man.” Beta Jude laughed as he turned back to his car. “My wife is currently pissed. I took a detour from our planned dinner night to meet you out here. You better make it worth our time.” Graham nodded. “I understand. I would have discussed it with you somewhere a little bit better than this dump but the walls have ears these days and I don’t know who to trust if not you.” “There has been disturbing news about a new sect, trying to gain control over the supernatural world and they’ve been gaining prominence over the past couple of years,” Gunther added. “Have you figured out who’s behind it? You said you had made a brea

His tattooed fingers comb the length of her short blonde hair, while his other hand pats her back gently as she sobs into him. My fingers begin to tremble, my jaw hardens. I’ve always messed things up when it comes to her. Valentin Alistair— my dearest brother— on the other hand, always knew what to say, when to say it, and how to fucking say it. He is the eldest, but it doesn’t explain or excuse why he has to be so perfect all the time. “We do not mean to hurt you.” He murmurs. “So stop treating me like a breakable fragile thing.”

It was a strange thought, but it made sense, given the circumstances. “Are you…did you COME here? Like…voluntarily?” But before they could answer, Slade whimpered. “No wolves,” he said sadly. He was right. I hadn’t noticed it. These weren’t werewolves. There wasn’t ANY scent of wolf on these men. I’d assumed they would all be wolves. But these men…this Brotherhood of Breeders… They were humans. “Of course we came here voluntarily,” the one in the yellow said. “These are WITCHES!”

I shrugged and laughed when I saw Jason raising a middle finger towards me. “Fuck you both,” he growled. “I said nothing,” Sean chuckled. I finally settled on a horror movie, grabbed the blanket that was hanging on the back of the couch, and got comfortable. “Share the blanket,” Sean whispered. Could at least add, please. Dang bossy male. I tossed half of the blanket with a dramatic sigh. I actually hate sharing throw pillows. I like them all to myself. Maybe because they are not the biggest. We sit there a few minutes in silence, watching the movie. Suddenly, I feel a warm palm on my thigh under the blanket. It caused me to jump, and thankfully my brother is now passed out and snoring on th

Dads been asking the elders about what is happening but nobody seems to understand as this hasn’t happened before. Apparently wolves have been known to find their second chance mates while they’re still with their first destined mate but they’ve never known it to be between brothers. They’re not even sure if that should be possible. Nowhere in any of the history books written of our kind is there even one mention of this.