Sun Fnaf Fanart Novels & Stories

I set down my phone and I began my drawing of the wolfen goddess I’d been with, looking over her shoulder at me like she had the night before when I’d taken her from behind. As I drew her, I’d thought about sketching in the crescent moon birthmark on her back, but it was a little too low. It felt far too intimate a detail to share with anyone else, especially when I felt so strongly she was mine. I just wanted to make sure the drawing was good enough to help him identify her by her face anyways. I took a picture of it, and sent Damien a text: This is her. Find her ASAP. You got it, he texted back, and the search was on.

Raina giggled, jumping out of bed to watch the door. “What's going on?” I chuckled, still shocked. “Alpha Sorren saw your drawing, and he sent Thalos to get the best of the best.” Khalid said while Thalos nodded. There were several fine grained hardwoods that I could use to paint. I was too flustered to even speak. “Okay bye.” Khalid chuckled and they left. Raina locked the door, beaming with smiles. “This is definitely putting you in trouble, but I love it.” We squealed, checking all the supplies. I set up the stand and a few other things, making sure to arrange the room properly.

and “Spread that pussy for us.” I leaned back against the stack of pillows, propping myself up on my elbows to give the camera a better view. I spread my legs a little wider so the robe fell open more, revealing the smooth skin of my inner thighs, the shadow just hiding my bare pussy lips. “Hey, my dirty viewers. I’m Sienna, your desperate camgirl tonight. Bills are stacking up high, so I need your help to make this worth it. Tip to control this vibrator. It’s already in my pussy, waiting for you to turn it on and make me squirm like the slut I am.”

Fear. But today is different. Today, I’m dressed in silk instead of a white hospital gown. Today, my name is on a guest list I never thought I’d see again. The Luna Festival. My final obligation before I disappear for good. They say the goddess watches us on this night. I hope she sees me. I hope she knows… I tried. The Luna Festival is an annual celebration. A different pack hosts it each year, and tradition says no wolf can miss it more than seven times.

Being human it just takes longer to heal. *Flashback 3 weeks ago* Ella, Ella time to get up birthday girl!! I just wanted to sleep. Wait did she say birthday girl? I’m up let’s go! Austin always makes me my favorite breakfast. Pancakes with strawberries and chocolate chips with whipped cream. At lunchtime every year on my birthday Luna Sara and her pup, Mike comes to have a special birthday picnic. She always brings me gifts. Last year she brought me a beautiful blue dress with pink flowers. This year Luna said she had something very special to give me. I can’t wait to see what it is? My only hint was it was with me the day I was found in the woods. We also don’t know what my actual birth da

“But we have to be smart. You think I don’t want Ryan’s head? You think I don’t want to rip apart every wolf that dared lay a hand on my territory? I do. Especially that Ryan killed my father. But I won’t throw away what we’ve built just to make you feel better.” I stood, eyes burning. “Then build faster, Alpha.” “I told you,” he said, voice low, “we’ll have our revenge. But not yet.” I almost snapped again… but then, it hit me. A smile curled at the corner of my lips. “Actually… I might know where we can get them.” He turned to me again, more curious. “Go on.” “My mother,” I started. “She’s the Luna of the White Snow pack. Her mate… the Alpha—adores her. She has his ear, always has. If she

Fresh-baked croissants, golden scrambled eggs, roasted potatoes, fried plantains, slices of meat, and all sorts of spreads filled the air with mouthwatering aroma. As we settled down on the table, A knock sounded on the door. Rowan stepped in, as a guard welcomed the Beta. “Morning, Alpha, Luna,” he announced. “My feet meets good fortune.” “They sure do,” I replied smiling. He came and joined us on the table and an Omega served him. As soon as we finished and were taking the dessert, Rowan asked me. “Are you ready for your visit, Luna?” “Yes, I am. As soon as we are done with this food, we’ll start going,” I replied. “Unless you men have some business to do.”

"Eleanor Cross, born 1995, died never. You have been expected since 1923. Come home." The last thing Eleanor saw before the world went dark was the villagers opening the well's ancient cover. The last thing she heard was Margaret Holloway's voice — not a recording, but the real voice, fresh and alive as if no time had passed at all — saying, "Welcome back, sister. The drought is over." --- **Would you like me to:** 1. Continue this story to reach 5,000 words (across multiple replies)? 2. Provide a different genre (academic, business, technical, literary)?

The blanket wrapped around us, making everything hazy—except for that smile. Could I— The sound of the door opening made us both lift the blanket and look up. Julian, Orion's third assistant and loyal follower in his small group, stood there. "Time for work?" I asked, grimacing as Orion stood up. He nodded. "Yeah. Sorry, I wish I could play with you both longer. But—" Julian cleared his throat, and Orion let out a deep sigh. "Yeah, see you tonight. Bye, little boy!" he said to Alvin before striding to the door and leaving with Julian.

But instead of walking away, I need to fix this puzzle myself. I took a breath. "1 2 3…" I bent down again, putting my left hand there, and there was no light reflection. "Oh no, the sun has come out and is hitting directly on my eyes." I ignored. I put my right hand down, and the light reflection surfaced again, this time following my right hand as I brought it out. Looking at my shaking hand is a golden mark. It is a half-moon shape. My entire body was trembling, and I shivered in fear. I used the second hand to lift up my right hand while I wobbled my way out of the river. I noticed the more the sun sets on my hand, the more the reflection.