Urban Legends Video Game Novels & Stories

Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin. On the inside, the cabin was small but had a homey feeling to it. There were two closed doors on the far side of the room, a small table in the middle of the room, and some counter space. The shelves on the wall had various stuff on them. There were also some dead animal bones on the wall. “All we have at the moment is some fruit from the garden. It’s not poisonous or anything; plus it will still be good for several more days,” Alexis said as she handed Angel some. He looks at them for a little bit then picks up one and starts to eat. Drake smiles, “Alright, where can I find these monsters and how can I kill them?” Both Ale

The linguistic scholar died. Before we could even reach the secondary stairwell, the massive, tinted glass windows of the living room shattered inward. A hail of high-velocity tactical rounds tore through the air, punching violent holes into the dark velvet couches and marble walls. Three heavily armed mercenaries, clad in matte-black tactical gear and Vance syndicate insignias, breached the shattered ledge using high-tension ziplines from an adjacent rooftop. Malakai returned fire instantly, his sidearm barking three times in rapid succession. The lead mercenary dropped hard against the broken glass, a tight cluster of crimson blooming across his chest.

Hundreds of them, their red eyes glowing in the dark, sprinting toward the barricade with jagged energy weapons drawn. But Ren knew what they really were. A desperate mob of starving citizens from the Undercity, trying to break out of the quarantine zone to find food and clean water in Sector 7. "Target rich environment!" Leo laughed, entirely consumed by the thrill of the game. He leveled his rotary heavy machine gun and pulled the trigger. The depleted-uranium rounds tore down the length of the bridge. The physics engine dynamically rendered the slaughter, shredding the "alien" hitboxes and sending purple pixels spraying across the asphalt. The Scourge models were thrown backward, their ra

While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident. They said they were mages. Seasoned pro in the game. They gave us the rundown: We were stuck in a horror game. Everyone here? Already dead IRL. The castle had thirty floors. Each floor had its own monster—or monsters. The higher you climbed, the scarier they got. Clear all thirty floors, hit the legendary 9,999 points, and you get a second shot at life. Bonus? A cash prize so massive, you'd never have to work again.

The doll girl said to Lilith with a mechanical swing of her head Looking into that expectant gaze, Lilith didn't refuse. "Have you ever heard of Trull, the God's Forsaken Land?" "Well, I've heard a little bit about it." "The people who lived in this city were trying to escape the harsh climate and strong sunlight, they kept digging into the ground to create underground dwellings, and as they dug for years and years, they dug up one thing" the young girl gently touched her chest

Morpheus stood alone on the ice, his form pale against the black. Umbra appeared at midnight. He walked out of the shadows like he had always been there, his fur white as bone, his eyes like shattered glass. "Morpheus. You have returned." "I have not returned. I have come to stop you." "You cannot stop me. You are thawed. You are weak." "I am free." --- Umbra laughed. "Free to feel pain. Free to lose. Free to watch your pack crumble." "My pack is not crumbling. They are learning."

I was too pissed to do anything else, really. “…Let me see it,” I said suddenly, cutting their banter short. Ian unlocked his phone and slid it across the table to me. I played the video. The clip opened mid-play. The camera angle was from the stands—slightly shaky, zoomed in too tight—like whoever recorded it knew something special was about to happen. The score flashed briefly at the bottom of the screen. MILTON LIONS 28 — EASTBROOK RAVENS 10 The Ravens were on offense.

How was I going to scale over with an unconscious woman? Ugh! Fuck me!! I glanced at the lock again, looking around to see if I could find any equipment to break through the device, and I found a stick to use, which only made things worse after one hit. "Shit!" I groaned when the device suddenly started to emanate some sparks, the gate making a definite sound, and I jumped back when a siren sound suddenly started to go round. Fuck. I dropped the stick and picked up Juliette from the ground where I had laid her.

I wasn’t sure if Luna had informed him of the decision this late at night. Seeing my silence, Kelvin let out a low, mocking laugh, his gaze dripping with contempt. His wolf mirrored the same smugness, as though no one but him could ever be my mate. He turned to Amanda and said, with exaggerated sarcasm, “You’re mistaken, my Luna. There is one more option—a rogue wolf. You remember him, don’t you? The one exiled from our pack three years ago. Oh right... I nearly forgot I even had a younger brother.”

It wasn't even considered as a cold case, what's with this country's justice system? "Gun Company by Lander Luke Everfrost...." I read while scanning the paper. "Suspected of Serial murder----- yet never proven." I finished with a sigh. They stopped the investigation after concluding that the Company somewhat did it, why? According to civilians' statements, they heard gunshots once in every hour starting from 7:00 pm to 4:00 am, but two gunshots were heard in one house making it sixteen gunshots in all. They never checked anyone in the neighbourhood that night since they thought that the gunshots were from the Gun Company, maybe trying their new invention in the middle of the night since the