Terror Man Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Big mistake, my body crashes into something hard and warm, making me land onto the muddy floor with thud. “Fuck woman! watch where you are going!“ A rough voice hiss. My head snaps up, heart thundering the moment I lay my eyes on the biggest man I have ever seen. “You fucking scared away my dinner." He grumbles, stooping to pick something. That's when I see them, pitch black eyes, cold and endless. A chill rips through me. Have I just met my doom? ~P-Lia~

Had the North finally come to collect its debt? Suddenly, the door creaked open and I had to shield my eyes from the bright, aggressive burst of light. “Make no sound.” A man stepped into the space. He was terrifying—a hideous scar ran from his brow down to his mouth, twisting his face into a permanent snarl. “Stay back!” I yelled, scrambling into the furthest corner of the cell, my chains rattling mockingly. If he heard me, he didn’t give a fuck. He reached out and pulled me forward by the chains, ignoring the way I clawed and kicked at him. It was almost like… he couldn’t feel it. My blows landed against him like pebbles against a mountain.

I have always been able to outrun everyone I have ever come across, but this dude, he keeps up with me easily, and that scares me, because I know sooner or later he'll catch me and I don't know what I'll do. I give into temptation and look behind me. I let out a loud scream and pump my legs even faster. The man is no longer a man. He is some kind of grotesque imitation of a wolf, He is still kind of humanoid with a face that has a snout protruding where his mouth should be and tufts of fur scattered around his face. With every stride I take terror fills my body and the realisation that if wolf-man catches me, I am dead.

Pain burst through my cheek as my body crashed onto the icy ground. For a second, my ears rang. I tasted blood in my mouth. Tears instantly blurred my vision, not from weakness, but from pure fear. I had never been this terrified in my entire life. The man crouched beside me, his fingers brushing against my shoulder in a way that made my stomach twist violently. “Now,” he grinned wickedly, “let’s have some fun.” Then suddenly, Heavy footsteps echoed through the alley. The laughter stopped. A strange silence fell over the atmosphere.

“1…” The man trembled. “2…” Before he could finish. The man bolted. Gone. Just like that. No resistance. No dignity. Just fear. I stood frozen. My heart was no longer beating normally. It was slamming, pounding, and crashing against my ribs like it was trying to escape. And then, Slowly… He turned. His eyes found mine. Red. Dark. Hungry. A slow smile spread across his lips. And somehow… That smile was far more terrifying than the gun in his hand.

Chapter 79 Heartbreaking *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader’s discretion is advised. Thank you. *** Leila didn’t know how to react. All that she knew that time was the fast beating of her heart – and it was something that she could already hear from her ears. The moment felt so surreal – but in a negative way. She could feel the sudden fear engulfing her entire being – something that she didn’t even feel a moment ago while fighting the rogues.

I felt a whimper rise in my throat, choked it back, frozen in pure terror. Riggs felt it too. The greedy leer vanished, replaced by dawning, primal fear. He saw Death looking at him. He stumbled back, the tire iron clattering from his suddenly nerveless fingers onto the concrete with a loud clang that echoed in the sudden, suffocating silence. “H-hey… wait… I didn’t…” he stammered, his voice a strangled rasp. He raised his hands, palms out, a pathetic gesture of surrender against the tsunami of Damien’s wrath. “Jus’ talkin’… jus’…”

“Very good.” Her heart pounded, trapped between fear, revulsion and fury. Every touch felt like a violation of something she was determined not to loose - herself. She knew resistance was instinct, but every touch, every predatory look, tightened the web he spun around her. He raised her hands above her head and with a pull, the robe became untied in an instance. Ivan reached out for the robe and her eyes widened instantly in horror. “Ivan… don't." But the look in his eyes told her he never did what he was told.

𝕰𝖘𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖚𝖒 𝖜𝖍𝖚𝖎 𝖛𝖔𝖓𝖟 𝖓𝖚𝖐𝖊. "The past is the past. The future is the future. The Present is who I am now." ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Prologue| Monstrosity, And Lunacy For Eternity TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains strong violence, blood, cutting off limbs, and loss of loved ones, which may not be suitable for some readers. Discretion is advised and stay safe. Otherwise, enjoy reading.

Chapter 28 When Emma woke up again, the first thing she felt was pain endless, consuming pain. The cruelty and madness of that man surged back like a rising tide, dragging all the horrifying memories to the surface once more. A shiver ran through her as her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her breathing stalled in panic. It took Emma a long moment to calm herself, to remind her trembling heart that the demon was no longer here. But no matter how hard she tried to reassure herself, the fear refused to fade.