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The Entity Chosen.

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Reads 748
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Parts 18
Time 1h 46m

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dark darkhorror dbdfanfic deadbydaylight entitypossession mindgames possession pyschologicalhorror relentlesshunt supernaturalhorror survivorturnedkiller

In a realm where hope is a fading memory and survival is an endless game, one soul has been taken beyond saving. Liriyal, once a resilient survivor, has been twisted into the Entity's perfect hunter - a vessel wholly possessed, driven by a dark intelligence that knows the survivors' every thought, every hiding place, every weakness. As she stalks them, her eyes blaze with a blood-red intensity, and a haunting melody hums through the fog, echoing the eerie familiarity that unsettles her prey.

No longer a friend, no longer a savior, Liriyal has become the ultimate predator, driven by the Entity's will to hunt, torment, and break every soul she encounters. She knows her victims inside and out, anticipating their every move and dismantling their hope with a merciless smile. Each trial is a cruel game, as Liriyal's presence serves as both a reminder of what she once was and a harbinger of the horror they can't escape.

For those who dare to face her, the fog is thick, the darkness absolute, and the Entity's puppet awaits with open arms and a twisted grin.

Disclaimer: I dont own any of the dbd characters or the game. only Liriyal who's my own OC.All Rights Reserved

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THE KNIGHT & THE WITCH by urinetray

This is a fanfiction based on Dead by Daylight. I don't own the characters or the game all credit goes to Behaviour Interactive. This is just my own story for fun. Mikaela Reid has survived countless trials, using her witchcraft and intuition to keep herself alive in the Fog. But lately... something's different. Every time she enters a realm, she keeps running into The Knight, Tarhos Kovacs way more than she should. He's supposed to be nothing but a brutal killer, a warlord who only listens to the Entity. But when he looks at her, he hesitates. When she stands her ground, he doesn't strike. And when she runs, he follows like he's drawn to her for reasons he can't explain. Mikaela knows she should be afraid of him but the more their paths cross, the more she realizes he's not just hunting her. He's watching her... protecting her... choosing her. Something forbidden is growing between them in a place where love shouldn't even exist. This story follows a slow-burn, dangerous, magical connection between a survivor and the killer who was never meant to fall for her. Also, I'm so sorry if this doesn't make sense..it's my first time trying to do a story on here! MIGHT BE SOME MISTAKES!!

TRICKED || KTH FF || DARK MAFIA ROMANCE by Fictionxcreator

*Zach(V)* I was born to rule. I've been the pakhan of bratva since I was nineteen after my old man's death. I've spent my blood and fucking sweat to reach where I am now and I won't allow anyone to change it. Until her. Moya Lisa. My witch. The day she had put her tiny feet in my life, bulldozing in without permission, I knew that meant something. What? I don't fucking know. She's enigma of hell fire and holy water. Once you get close enough, either it'll burn you or soothe your gloomy soul with it's sanctity. And if it means getting burned just to have a taste of her. That's what it is then. I'm not letting her go, not until I get enough of her. Not until I snatch the fucking fire out of her and fill her with my icy coldness. But the question of the century is, Would I ever get enough of her? ----- *Lyra* I only want one thing in my life, okay maybe two. My peace and my music. And that's very fucking hard to get. But whatever it is, it's better then whatever it was. Until one day, I'm pulled back into hell by the devil with ocean blue eyes and hair as dark as ink. I'm not sure what he wants from me, but whatever it is, it's not going to be fucking easy to get. Because I'm not fucking easy to get. Far from it, in fact. While he is the freezing coldness, born to freeze anyone to death. I'm a raging inferno, born and made to burn anybody who tries to get close to me. Even the devil has nightmares. I'll be his. DARK MAFIA ROMANCE. FIRE VS ICE FORCED PROXIMITY ENEMIES TO LOVERS DARK ANTIHERO VS WITTY HEROINE VILLAIN GETS THE GIRL TOUCH HER AND DIE SUSPENSE WARNING ⚠️ IT IS GONNA BE DARK

the cold within by wyssed

I sit by the fire for hours. I stare at the faint image of you sitting on the other side. You're as surreal as a lily. I can still smell you. I can still hear you. I can almost feel you. I live with people that are foreign to me. They do not remember you. They don't recognize your name. They don't think of you or agonize in your absence the way I do. I hate them all. I hate this void. But, I tell myself it'll be fine. You'll return to me anytime now. I know you're inching closer. And when you're back, you'll thaw the ice within me again.

Into The Fog - Dead By Daylight Part 1 by SoggyTissues

If you ever find yourself lost in the fog, be weary of who you trust, for not every survivor will have your back. If you wind up visiting the old Ormond ski lodge, don't ask about the bar specials if Julie's making your drinks. Don't cry in front of Susie, don't leave personal items unnatended around Charlotte, and definitely do not expect mercy from Frank. A psychopath once told me, 'You never really know what lessons the fog will teach you..' So read this, and maybe you won't have to learn the brutal way. -This is an ongoing series- -Sexually explicit- -Drugs and alcohol- -Gore- I don't own Dead By Daylight, I just write about it. I like horror and games and suggestive situations. Take that as a mature content warning. Find the official "Into the Fog" playlist on Spotify! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3nfDHcm3gibCKa25MNf1Nc?si=KrSGbNslSK-z9zHF1YwB-A&utm_source=copy-link I post all art on insta - @IntoTheFogDbd

Until You Break by edgingthedarkness

Summary: She wasn't interested. When she finally did cave, she never meant for it to be more than one night. A fleeting indulgence. A mistake she could forget. But Jake doesn't forget. He doesn't let go. And when she tries to move on, he reminds her- violently, that he won't allow it. What begins as an unsettling fixation spirals into something far darker, something suffocating. He watches her. Follows her. Marks her. She runs, she fights, but the deeper she falls into his madness, the more terrifying the truth becomes. She's starting to crave it, too. Trapped in a brutal game of obsession and power, she faces an impossible choice: destroy him before he destroys her... or surrender to the monster she helped create. Warnings: Toxic Relationship, Obsession, Desperation, Violence, Language, Drinking, Alluded Sexual Content, Depictions of Mental Health Struggles, Gaslighting, Mental Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Trauma, Gore, Death and other Mature Themes - Use your own judgement, and read at your own risk! This is a work of fiction, born entirely from my imagination. It does not depict real events or individuals, nor is it a reflection of reality in any way. This story exists in an alternate universe, shaped by creativity, a lack of sleep, a weird dream and nothing more.

The Killer Who Watched Me Sleep by cigar_sug4r

Nyoka Diatha was never meant to be human. Born in Hell, raised as a demon's daughter, she knew hunger, darkness, and blood before she ever knew what love felt like. But Earth had other plans for her. Taken in by a suburban family who thought she was just a strange, broken girl, Nyoka spent seventeen years trying to be someone she wasn't. For a while, it almost worked-until the voices got louder. Until the shadows wouldn't leave. Until the night she snapped. One moment, she was their daughter. The next, she was their executioner. She buried her grief under lies, fed the cops a story wrapped in trembling hands and crocodile tears. And when the house finally fell quiet, when she thought she could breathe again-she saw him. A pale face. Blue eyes. A smile too sharp to be human. A boy at her window, watching. Waiting. She told herself he wasn't real. A hallucination, another symptom. But Tumblr threads, missing person reports, and words whispered in online forums told her otherwise. "Slenderman and His Proxies." One name stood out, tied to death after death. Jeffrey Woods. Jeff the Killer. Now Nyoka is caught between what she is and what she's becoming. A demon who can't escape blood. A murderer stalked by another murderer. And when Jeff finally steps through her window, she'll have to ask herself the most terrifying question of all: Is she his next victim... or his next accomplice?

Big Brother: Smiles In The Fog by BlgBrother

Big Brother: Final Protocol of the Fogbreaker In the Realm of Fog, one machine stands alone. Forged for control and discipline, a towering enforcer clad in riot armor awakens in a world twisted by shadows and suffering. With a painted smile and a silent resolve, he walks a land ruled by a malevolent force-one that bends flesh and mind alike. But this newcomer doesn't follow fear. He follows orders. As killers hunt and survivors run, something stirs within the storm-a presence that does not belong. Cold. Precise. Unshaken. In a place where every breath is borrowed and every heartbeat is a countdown, his arrival changes everything. He is not made of blood. He is not made to serve. He is Big Brother. And his protocol has just begun. Dead by Daylight is owned by Behavior Interactive. (This is my second Book lol). (Hello for anyone who is reading the description here, sorry for only making it short. I don't really have any intention to continue it actually, but I decide to atleast give it a proper ending for the story and I hope you lad/lass like it). Ps, if any of you want to decide to continue (or do something about) it. I don't mind, go ahead actually, just don't forget to give me some credit.

Frenzied Spirits by FrenziedSpirits

"Frank," He says, in a voice barely a whisper. His voice is hoarse and raw, and it feels so awkward to hear him make any sound at all, but the sound of his name spoken so softly brings some feeling to Jake's entire being that he can't figure out. Jake blinks, too many thoughts rushing through his mind as the Killer actually speaks to him. "What?" He practically chokes back, feeling dizzy and lightheaded but whether it was from the wound or something else he couldn't tell. "My name," He repeated, so softly that Jake almost believed he was imagining it, "It's Frank." AKA The Frank becomes a survivor AU that nobody wanted but I decided to write.

His Dark Mercy by Amethyst_Moonn

WARNING‼️This book contains abstruse topics such as Dark Love, Abuse, Violence etc if you are not comfortable with the above please feel free to swipe past this book. "Please take me home" I no longer felt like going to work I didn't want my patient to see me devastated and terrified. After a few minutes we reached my apartment as I was about to get out he locked the doors I shivered feeling him turn towards me by now my eyes were glossy. I slowly turned to look at him the smell of blood was painted on him the tears rolled down my cheeks his thick thumb wiped them away my body was shaking I was terrified of this man when his skin made contact with mine my body tingled with a foreign emotion, I looked up at his eyes letting him touch me afraid he would kill me if I moved. "Goodnight my Queen" I shivered at the title he had given me, I was scared to the bone and I was not about to argue with him while he had a taste for blood the look in his eyes told me he still wanted more when he entered the car earlier on. He tenderly kissed my forehead lingering as my heart exploded I waited patiently and shut my eyes praying for him to remove his lips from my skin so I could go home. He finally did and when he unlocked the car doors I jumped out and hurried to my apartment not looking back at the devil in the car. I finally reached my apartment panting and shut the door sliding down my door crying hysterically, I could still feel his cold lips on me. What did I just witness tonight. What did I get myself into. I was scared of the future because I knew surely he would be back to check on his Queen. Highest Rankings #1 in Dark Romance. #1 in Possessive. #1 in Crazy. #1 in Dark Love. #1 in Psycho. © 2016 MCU, All rights reserved.

Dead by Daylight: Stories from the Fog Vol. I | English by FDHappy

In the vastness of the fog, stories exist. Stories of despair and corruption. Of death and mourning, of anger and vengeance. The archivist of these tales left long ago, consumed by the black fog. The following chapters are composed of foreign memories, visions of parallel times, and scraps of paper from long-yellowed tomes. Those who dare to acquire the knowledge of the Entity might find themselves pursued by the hellspawn of this creature. This will be a collection of stories for the game "Dead by Daylight". Any characters, backstories, etc., are not official content of Dead by Daylight and are merely "Fan Made". I am not a professional author and, of course, I hope for respectful treatment of the uploaded ideas and any errors found, as well as the use of AI-generated images. Also tell me about any misspellings you find, so that those can be corrected. The cover was created by AI Art and serves a functional purpose. Thank you, and enjoy reading. 💀

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Dead by Daylight: Stories from the Fog Vol. I | English cover

THE KNIGHT & THE WITCH

This is a fanfiction based on Dead by Daylight. I don't own the characters or the game all credit goes to Behaviour Interactive. This is just my own story for fun. Mikaela Reid has survived countless trials, using her witchcraft and intuition to keep herself alive in the Fog. But lately... something's different. Every time she enters a realm, she keeps running into The Knight, Tarhos Kovacs way more than she should. He's supposed to be nothing but a brutal killer, a warlord who only listens to the Entity. But when he looks at her, he hesitates. When she stands her ground, he doesn't strike. And when she runs, he follows like he's drawn to her for reasons he can't explain. Mikaela knows she should be afraid of him but the more their paths cross, the more she realizes he's not just hunting her. He's watching her... protecting her... choosing her. Something forbidden is growing between them in a place where love shouldn't even exist. This story follows a slow-burn, dangerous, magical connection between a survivor and the killer who was never meant to fall for her. Also, I'm so sorry if this doesn't make sense..it's my first time trying to do a story on here! MIGHT BE SOME MISTAKES!!