Twenty One Pilots Fanfiction Forest Novels & Stories

I croaked. “There’s no one here but me,” she said softly. I looked around. There was nobody there. There were just trees. But no corpses. No blood. No accusations. “It felt so real,” I whispered. My voice cracked. She nodded. “I don’t know what you saw but…This forest… it feeds on your guilt. It brings your worst fears to life. You’re not crazy.” I tried to steady my breathing, but my heart still raced. “They said I left them. That I let them die. My men. I failed them as Beta.”

I murmured. POV: Darius Kai always forgot one thing: He ruled the forest. But I ruled the dark between the trees. I leaned against an old oak some distance from the ridge, hands in my pockets, head tilted back to watch the moon carve silver through the branches. The pack’s tension rolled through the roots like heat. Kai’s anger. Rowan’s panic. The girl’s awakening. And underneath all of it— the old one. Stirring. Testing. Amused.

I hoped he was right, “someone is going to get hurt either way.” “If we get the crystal, you can travel back to before Ben caught you and hopefully you can make things right” Tyler said told me, “but I’m beat, goodnight sis.” I sit at the fire for a while by myself. This forest is quiet, even at night there are no crickets chirping. The fire begins to dance almost as if it’s trying to paint a picture for me. The flames look like people hanging in cages. Am I losing my mind? I shake my head and the fire is back to normal. The forest is playing tricks on me, I better get some sleep too.

But I definitely did not eye-rape him. "I am so sorry." I mumbled. Is the universe against me or something? "I wasn't looking and-" Okay, maybe I did a little bit of eye-raping. I mean, who could blame me? He's gorgeous. He has sandy blonde hair with some brown highlights. His face is just... pure perfection. Then I realised something that made me frown. Something that made memories of him come back. His eyes were a shade of forest green. Forest freaking green. Ashton. Oh god. I'm not even kidding, I am going to cry.

He was the Alpha King’s son, rich and handsome, set to inherit the throne and to become the next Alpha on his eighteenth birthday this year. "No," said Cory in a tone she hoped would hide her peaked curiosity. "It's called The Forest of Faded Dreams," said Hayden with a knowing smile. "Why?" Cory inquired before she could help herself. "People say if you drink the water in The Forest of Faded Dreams, the forest will show how to realise your dream." "How will the forest show you?" Cory asked, her thoughts were in overdrive now. Being in this forest could work to her advantage. "I don't know…my father says some people emerge from the forest with all the answers they sought while others are dri

his voice was laced with concern. “What is wrong?” Meredith shouted from behind me. The wind obstructed most other noises. “I—I dreamed about this. I don’t know what it means.” “What do you mean you dreamed about it?” Argon asked, coming to stand near me. Meredith’s shaking figure inched closer as well. “Just that. I saw a similar forest. It was cost and I was being chased by something,” I said, hearing my teeth chatter. “Was that all?” Argon demanded. “Yes. Except for this last time, it changed. I saw us performing the circle surrounded by complete darkness,” I said, leaving out the part about what I saw in the center.

His hand clenched his scepter so tight that it was a wonder he didn’t create a dent on the surface. Goyre touched Phoenix’s shoulder a d the throne room faded away as she transported her to the realm of the gods. Phoenix looked around her at the forest in which they appeared. The forest was beautiful and alive, the leaves were green, the trees tall, the scent of flowers and a nearby river gave the forest a serene beauty and the sounds of birds filled the air. As Phoenix admired the beauty of the forest she suddenly noticed that Goyre was looking at her with a smile at her curiosity. She bowed.

Still miles from her. The trees loomed like blackened pillars, their trunks twisted as if something inside them had tried to break free and failed. Bark cracked in jagged lines, seeping sap the color of old wine. The canopy above had knitted itself so thick that the sky was nothing more than a smothered bruise. The forest didn’t move. It waited. “For the spell to collapse like that..” Sybil’s voice thinned. “Someone didn’t stop it. They shortened it. Cut the tether mid‑cast.”

** The Illusion of Safety** Sophia’s heart was still racing, her breath coming in short gasps. The image of her father disappearing into the mist haunted her every step. The forest had toyed with her once again, using her deepest fears and hopes as its cruel playthings. Ethan, standing beside her, didn’t say anything. His silence was both comforting and unnerving as if he too felt the weight of the forest’s lingering influence.

Raymond’s POV The forest is a dark maze, trees twisted like specters in the pitch-black night, their branches clawing at the sky. The Seraphin signal pulses in my chest, like a second heartbeat, urging me forward despite the ache from the hidden realm where I nearly died killing Calix’s spirit. My light slices through the gloom, a flickering torch against the oppressive dark, but my heart’s weak, pain stabbing with every step. Jude’s beside me, his shadows curling around my arm, grounding me, his presence a lifeline in this mess.