Fnaf Scream Reference

Zukhanyi has lived a life carved in shadows, her hands stained by a fire she never meant to light. Naledi carries scars she never asked for, protecting a secret that changed her forever. When their paths cross in a quiet village outside Durban, what begins as survival becomes something far deeper — love, built in silence, cemented in truth. Together, they create Embers & Ash, a charcoal business built with strategy, sacrifice, and secrecy. But as they rise, the world begins to notice — and so do those who want to see them fall. Haunted by their pasts, hunted by corrupt officials, and bound by a love that refuses to break, Zukhanyi and Naledi must decide: keep hiding, or burn everything down to protect what they’ve built. In a world where truth is dangerous and love is rebellion, silence may be the only weapon left.

When Rian stepped into the house, the silence was louder than any scream. Darian stood still, a blade in hand, and at their feet—what once was family, now severed limbs. No words left his lips. Only tears welled up, trembling in his gaze. And Darian, with a voice like a fading prayer, said: “All of this… was for you.”

Elia wakes up every night in a silent town where time seems frozen. No people, no sounds just the same house across the street and a scream that breaks the quiet at exactly 3:33 a.m That scream belongs to her past a memory she’s tried to bury but can’t escape. Now, for the first time in years, the door to that house is open To move forward, Elia must face the darkness she’s spent a lifetime running from. But some doors, once opened, don’t close easily

Ashes of Silence > A past buried in blood. A present wrapped in pain. A future burning with questions. Joseph never asked for this life. Trapped between violence, trauma, and the weight of silence, he walks the edge between survival and collapse. But in a city where the streets never forget, silence doesn't mean peace. Sometimes, silence is a scream waiting to be heard. ---

Have you ever been hit by a car and woke up a trillionaire? Luna was. And she's been living the chaos of luxury ever since. Luna lived on scraps—literally. Adoptive parents? They left her in the gutter. College? Just to get her name on paper. Job? A distant dream. Then fate, tired of laughing in her face, decided to play dirty: a traffic accident. But instead of going to the afterlife, she wakes up with a Tycoon System installed. Account balance? Trillions. Now Luna has money, style, and three stylish friends who look like they stepped out of an action drama: an icy CEO, a brilliant hacker, and a marketing genius. The problem? Rich people attract rich problems. And there are people wanting to reset their "game." Power, fashion, chaos, and laughter. Welcome to the new game of life—and Luna doesn't intend to lose. WARNING: THERE MAY BE ERRORS IN THE TRANSLATION AS ENGLISH IS NOT MY "STRONG SKILL" WARNING: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This book may reference real businesses and organizations, but these references are for narrative purposes only and are not intended to depict the actual conduct or involvement of these entities. The use of these names and references is not intended to harm, defame, or discredit these businesses or organizations.

Important Note:- -You can tell me what I have to improve and also share your thoughts on my new novel. -I am a beginner writer and this is my first time writing so expect some mistakes. -This is my first time writing this novel so expect some plot holes, forced and dull story development. -I took many inspiration from other media and source in creating this novel. If you find any reference tell me what you find in comments and also tell me where the reference come from. It is fun to interact this way. - I am publishing this on Scribble hub and WN, and the first release is always be on Scribble hub but don't worry it will be eventually released here, so need to go there forcefully. - I will upload each chapter in Sunday on Scribble hub, some Sunday will be skipped if I got busy in other thing or I have no idea what to write next. -The chapter will publish here in Friday after I released it in Sunday in scribblehub so if I skip a Sunday where chapter was supposed to released, there will be no chapter in Friday and you have to wait for it until the chapter released in Scribblehub first. The story start within the Apostolic Palace where there was clash between two figure. An apostle and a demon were fighting, the apostle was the ruler of origin magic and have limitless power, the demon he was fighting was Lucifer, the demon king of hell and one of demon king of underworld. Apostle of Origin was trying to reincarnate as mortal but before he could die by his own power he was interrupted by Lucifer sudden appearance who come here to steal the throne of Apostolic Palace. This is how the fight started and now...

"Check in...but never check out A Chilling Tale of a Haunted building where time stands still ... and screams never fade. Read at your own risk By - Vivaan Pandey

The world ended not with a bang, but with a scream. Years after the outbreak turned cities into graveyards and people into shrieking monsters, survival is a daily negotiation with death. Dylan Pierce doesn’t do hope—he does silence, steel, and the next supply run. But when he’s saved by a strange woman from the ocean, everything changes. In a world where trust is fragile and time is running out, what’s more dangerous: the monsters outside, or the truth within? (also available on Wattpad & Royal Road)

In the depths of Tobaballe, Nin Urtuan is working as hard as he can to rise up. But with so much competition, it seems like only luck will get you a better life. One day, in a seemingly unfortunate turn of events where he runs into the voluptuous and mysterious Spire-Lord, Iishar Ho. Taking Nin with her, she shows him a secret within the Crown, a means to get ahead. The path of least resistance is so enamouring.  Setting out for the shores of the Molten Sea, at the base of the holy Anvil-Peak Mountain, Nin loses himself in the wonder of it. Behind his back, another deal unfolds, luck not for him, but for those high above in the Crown. A slaver of an unknown, spine-quilled race shoots him unconscious. The slaver loads him up, ready to ship Nin and so many others off to Jherikra.  A land of towering mountains, emerald winds, arcane beauty and monstrous horror! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- No rewrites going on right now. (Multi-PoV, 1st Person) For reference: (If a chapter is marked with a ---- before Base, Incline or Peak, it means it is being edited throughout the day.)

—I, Ethan Garland, of the Blue Crescent pack, reject you, Isla Swan, as my destined mate. —I, Isla Swan, accept your rejection. At that moment, I hear a scream from Ethan, as darkness envelops me. In my mind, only one question: What the hell just happened? His muffled words echo in my head as if I were dreaming: —It’s not supposed to be like this, she’s just a human, her rejection shouldn’t affect me, I’m an ALPHA

Author's Note: This story is heavily inspired by Lord of Mysteries—what I humorously refer to as my "make-a-wish version." Awakening in an unfamiliar body, the main character discovers he has taken over the body of a forgotten man in a fantasy world that transcends a single era. A world shaped by rituals, alchemy, divination, and the presence of mysterious deities. As he struggles to unravel his identity, he is drawn into the secrets of alchemy, ancient mysteries, and the hidden truths that shaped this extraordinary realm.

Magic Logic is a series of stories from different characters mainly about their Philosphy and Power. Philosophy is often referred to as "Logic" while Power is symbolized by "Magic."

Travel to the begining of Karto's story where evil lurks in the shadows with white gleaming eyes, where love and tragedy show themselves. Original Ideas or references are from Minecraft universe

> They say time heals all wounds—but what if time is the wound itself? Ayat was never meant to be broken. But when your past haunts you louder than your present, survival becomes just another form of pain. Trapped between a silent scream and the ache of memories that won't fade, she clings to the one thing that once felt safe—his arms. But safety never lasts. Agony is a psychological drama about guilt, trauma, and the quiet war inside a girl who looks fine—but is falling apart, piece by piece.

Astolfo is there as a reference to the Idol Prince Wang, but with blue hair and eyes. Joaquin Z. Alder was born into this world, a being known as a zero. They start off with no mana or power whatsoever, and when their fated day comes they erupt into unstoppable forces conquest and mass destruction. For reasons unknown to the common folk Joaquin is still alive to this day, unharmed and unthreatened despite many wanting him dead. The story starts off with Joaquin having his fated encounter. Found by an old book containing a nameless and faceless ghostly figure, Joaquin is promised the power to trample over all as an overlord. "Will he take part in ending the world or healing it."

The king is dead. The capital burns. And the last heir to the throne is running for her life. In the forests of one of the five great states, a boy raised in solitude lives unaware of the world… until an arrow and a scream change his fate. He knows nothing of castles or bloodlines, but when he sees a girl chased by bandits, instinct forces him to act. Unwittingly, he becomes the guardian of a secret that could alter the future of Argenmaris. And with it… an enemy to all who seek power. A tale of war, survival, and loyalty. When the king falls... the true battle begins.

not every performance ends with applause..... some ends with screams Author: mozaran_lo

not every performance ends with applause..... some ends with screams Author: mozaran_lo

The world remembers him only in whispers. In stories meant to frighten children. In scriptures sealed behind church vaults. In the charred ruins of cities that dared to stand tall. They call him many things. The Lord of Endless Midnight. The Sovereign of Ashes. The Demon of the Last Light. No one speaks the name he once bore. No one remembers the man. His throne sits atop a black citadel built where no grass grows. No birds sing above it. No stars shine above its towers. The land around it decays — not because he wills it, but because the gods themselves turned their eyes away from him. He does not speak. He does not smile. He does not sleep. Only once in a while, when the flames of war flicker low, he dreams — and the world trembles. In those dreams, there is no blood. Only a woman’s laughter, soft and warm. A child running through wildflowers. A fire in a hearth that smells like safety. Faces blurred by time, yet never truly forgotten. He wakes. He feels nothing. And so he marches again. The world believes he seeks conquest. That he wishes to drown the continent in darkness. But that is not the truth. The truth is worse. He is not here to rule. He is here to erase. To burn the world that betrayed him, not out of hatred… but because it no longer deserves to exist. He tried to protect it once. He begged. He bled. He trusted. And for that, they fed him to the flame — and made him need the darkness. It was not always like this. He was not always this. He once had a name. He once had a family. He once had a friend who called him brother. They are gone now. He remains. Not Kael Viremont, the Duke of the Western Vale. No. That man died in chains of ash and blood. What remains now… ...is a silence the gods cannot bear to hear. Let the world scream his name in fear. Let them curse the night he fell. Let them pray to empty heavens. For the last light is long gone. And its scream has only just begun.

The possibilities of a new life can be endless if you roll the dice and play your cards right.. But less for a monster. Killing for power or running for freedom is everone's right to choose. /* As a simple man I love references so I will add some. I have no rights over any, just used as entertainment *\ #DnDworld inspired

Born into the magical world, now swarming with demons, beasts and more that roam if not directly trying to conquer or consume everything on the planet Atsyn. Izeurik tries to find his place in a world that is at constant war with the dangers and mysteries inside and outside of the walls that were meant to protect him. Current inspirations: #1 Warhammer 40,000 #2 One Piece #3 Avatar: The Last Airbender The Originals Supernatural Star wars Warframe Games (general systems) Wattpad for reference photos (not own unless stated) and audio. CoverBook designed by me.

The world government is a corrupted organization, they're selfish, cruel, and apathetic. People are dying, tortured, and enslaved. This world is set to the modern era, though their knowledge doesn't exist, they don't know Science, they don't know Math; no knowledge. It is believed that there is a library, locked with “energia”—nobody knows. One day, a village was shook by a loud scream—it was an old man, and this old man is the contributor, the most intelligent in their region. “Find my green book..” he announced, mentioning that his prophecies were true.

The first thing they heard was Rachel’s scream. Then came the silence. Dorm 6A has rules. Unwritten ones. Whispers in the walls, shadows that move when no one’s looking, and names that should never be spoken — especially hers. Rachel vanished. No blood. No body. Just the sound of her voice… still screaming. Now Clara and her friends are trapped in the dorm the school swore was safe. The gates are locked. The teachers are lying. And someone — or something — is waking beneath the floorboards. The Third Drift has begun. "One must speak. One must bleed. One must vanish." Welcome to Dorm 6A. And whatever you do — don’t say her name. The first thing they heard was Rachel’s scream. Then came the silence. Dorm 6A has rules. Unwritten ones. Whispers in the walls, shadows that move when no one’s looking, and names that should never be spoken — especially hers. Rachel vanished. No blood. No body. Just the sound of her voice… still screaming. Now Clara and her friends are trapped in the dorm the school swore was safe. The gates are locked. The teachers are lying. And someone — or something — is waking beneath the floorboards. The Third Drift has begun. "One must speak. One must bleed. One must vanish." Welcome to Dorm 6A. And whatever you do — don’t say her name.

Thrown into a nightmare he never chose, Anthony wakes up in a world where pain breathes through every shadow. Here, death comes without warning, power is hoarded by monsters in human form, and the weak are erased without ceremony. There are no heroes. No second chances. Only those who adapt — or die screaming. Anthony is no savior. He carries wounds he won’t name. But in this world that devours, every scream becomes a weapon. Every failure, a mutation. To survive, he must evolve. Not to be strong — but to stop breaking. Because in this world, even the broken can become gods. Anthesis of Sadness is a journey of blood, will, and transformation — where the deepest tragedy may not be death… but the person we become to survive.

Lunaria Caelran, a strong Maiden of the Nation of Zephyria. One day, during a walk encountered a being referred as an 'Annihilot' invading the Nation. She dealt with the being effortlessly... However, she was not prepared to handle the being of Annihilation itself

“Will you be the one to free me?” Within the walls and the hearts of the people who reside in a city brought back from ruin is a secret. Demons, spirits, and unnatural events referred to as “Omen” roam the streets, terrorizing the people and feeding off the darkness within their minds and souls. A Detective specializing in defeating these Omen sets out to expose the truth of the city through whatever means necessary.

Handsome, kind and caring, James swept Julia off her feet with grand gestures and a lovely attitude. During courtship, he treated her like royalty, shielding her from stress and showering her with gifts. She believed she had hit the jackpot. A man who saw her, cherished her, and would build a future with her. But the dream quickly turned into a nightmare after the wedding. Behind the closed doors of their luxurious home, James transformed into a cold, controlling tyrant. The man who once opened car doors for her now slammed room doors in her face. Every smile disappeared, replaced with commands, insults, and icy silences. Julia was stripped of her voice, her joy, and her identity. No love. No respect. Just survival. When he finally threatened her with a divorce, expecting her to beg and grovel as usual, Julia shocked him and herself by accepting it this time. What followed was nothing short of a rebirth. Julia rebuilt her life from scratch, facing a harsh world that doubted her strength. But she rose, unstoppable, radiant, and fiercely independent. She discovered not just survival but success. She found peace. She found purpose. She found herself. Now, years later, James is back. Humbled. Regretful. Desperate for a second chance. But will Julia ever return to the man who never heard her silent scream? "My Silent Scream " is a heart wrenching, empowering tale of love, betrayal, and rising from the ashes. It explores the pain of emotional abuse, the quiet strength of a woman rediscovering her worth, and the sweet taste of triumph over those who doubted her. A story that will break your heart and heal it again.

This is my idea but the AI wrote it for me! This is an AI generated book like the rest! This Text Is Ment To Be A Test "Experiment" This book does use other books with in it and they are as follows the art of war, the 33 strategies of war, the 48 laws of power, as well as other books for reference purposes! None Of This Is To Be Extreme Hateful or overly Religious. Not Only That But I Advise You To Take This Knowledge Seriously And Use Extreme Caution When Attempting This At Home. This Text Is To Be informative About What I Believe To Be Reality.

When someone is recognised for their positive perspective on life, the disappearance of that quality can lead to a crisis of self. He eventually comes to be referred to as Hamsavida, and this narrative recounts his journey.

> "Beneath the ashes of her past, a voice still whispers... Jannat thought silence was her only refuge, but when fate forces her into a world she never chose, the fire inside her begins to rise. Love, betrayal, and buried secrets—how loud can a voice scream when no one is willing to hear?"