Slenderman Novels & Stories

First Megumi and now the two of them’ he laughed to himself and looked for Megumi’s eyes in the crowd of people, but he caught Sachi’s and he winked at the older sister who glared hard. He went off to find more wine. “I don’t like him being here” Sachi told her sister. “He’s not doing anything”. “Yet” she sighed. “Sachi can you just calm down. My house isn’t on fire and everyone is still alive. Stop acting like he’s a demon”. “He’s not a demon. He’s a spawn of Satan”. “If he is, then what are we?” Megumi asked. Her sister again wasn’t thinking. “He’s human and nothing bad is going to happen during the remainder of his stay.

The phone ringing a few times and the trembling voice on the other end. "I'm ready. But I have one last request from you." Allen was silent for a while. He thought. "Say it for the last time!" ".............." Although Altan took a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone, the restlessness within him continued to increase. Now the last fort remained in front of him. If he took that castle, his job would be as easy as ripping a sock. But the job was to take that castle, and that castle was so well guarded. He should have been so prepared. It must have been so strong. That castle was surrounded by strong walls. Even if it was a solid wall, he would burn and destroy those walls. He was going t

“Draymond? You can’t be Draymond.” “Of course I can’t be Draymond,” the man snickered. “Ghost Damon, The Alpha Slayer and King of the Lycans. Nice to meet you, Jimin.” Ghost extended his hand for a quick handshake but Jimin stared at him, refusing to take his hand. “I’ve watched him kill people for smaller reasons,” Calisté whispered in Jimin’s ears. “If I were you, I would take his hand already.”

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

who is it? My eyes landed on the only unhooded being in the room. Not a wolf. No- he doesn't look like these bloodsuckers. Was he even a vampire? It was an older looking man in a ripped butler's uniform. The buttons had Lamia's initials on it. He works for her. He must be leading this battle. This man was bald with a gray beard. He held onto a black metal scythe. He looked like a grim reaper somehow. He scared me. I watched as he held up against five wolves that tried to attack him together. He swung the blade and I watched as it cut into and injured the wolves severely.

And I caught sight of his fangs but he was not a vampire, his fangs were of the size of the werewolves. A werewolf? “Guess, you’ve mastered hiding your scent,” I said, half a smile on my face, and neither of us looked away as our gazes met. “And you still managed to notice. Miss…?” He lifted his thick arched brow and I extended my hand with my name, but a fake one, “Hana…” His smirk only got more prominent at my name, “King…” he shook my hand lightly and I noticed his hand was large, warm, with impossibly long fingers and of course the veins.

“You have been altered by my blood just as my mother was altered by the blood of my vampire father, Dugal.” “Altered?” I mused aloud. He went on to explain, “You will find that your senses are sharper, your endurance is greater, and your body is stronger than it has ever been before. You have what some consider superhuman qualities.” “So, are they going to make a comic book of me now?” I was shocked by my sarcasm. It seemed my personality had been altered as well; and not for the better. I didn’t like it and I wasn’t about to allow it to take hold. “I’m sorry, Nevi,” I interjected. “I know you had my best interest at heart when you gave me your blood. I just don’t know what’s gotten into me.

That’s when he’d run into trouble. Their descent hadn’t exactly been uneventful either, Andrew could testify to that. Halfway down the shaft they spotted a figure above, standing and looking down at them... yet not really looking, because how could you look when your eyes were healed over? He’d begun following them anyway. At first they’d thought it was the Sleepers who’d broken through the locked double-doors, but then Jackson recognised his comrade hanging there—mask gone now, re-animated by the virus that was all around them. ‘Shit: Coleman.’ His voice echoed up the shaft and seemed to urge the man on, as he leapt into the shaft—though not onto the ladder. He seemed to be able to stick to

The creatures, the steel and being trampled upon by other soldiers. He heard the crunching of boots and his vision wasn’t all that good, but he’d know that half-shaved hair anyway with dark eye shadow. They had been glaring at each other the entire time they had been together in the summit. He didn’t trust the man and same went for him. He crouched down and looked into his eyes unimpressed. “How the mighty had fallen Sir Hale” he said a butterfly fluttering on his finger. “Let it never be said that I did nothing for an Elementan” and he placed the butterfly on his forehead.

‘What could she be possibly talking about? “And what might that be, sister dear?” A handsome brunette man asked in a playful tone. He had dark chocolate wavy hair that was combed back with hair gel. His skin was a lighter shade of Zeus’ skin. His bright shiny teeth complimented his mismatched light blue and golden eyes. “Her alpha and her powers, of course.” Selene looks at her brother. “Her alpha tried to kidnap her, so what?” The young guy shot right back at his sister.