2016 Clown Attacks Novels & Stories

Clown spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were filled with malice. Leaping into the ocean at this moment was tantamount to suicide. It was better to live a terrible life than death. He did not want to die so soon. At this moment, Zendaya, Autumn and the rest also come out of the minivan. Autumn was scared witless by what happened just now. Seeing the enemies were almost decimated completely, leaving only Clown, who was half-dead after being beaten by Alex, she promptly approached him and beat him up with punches and kicks.

I jumped to the side, making sure his nasty finger was pointing directly at Declan. "Guys, maybe we should go with Alpha and the others," Declan quickly changed his mind about feasting on whatever is on that food cart. Everyone and their ancestors knew by now that Declan is afraid of clowns. "Nonsense," I shoved him forward. "Don't be scared, he's just one clown, Dimitri and I will protect you." Two more clowns emerged from behind the fat one. Both of their faces were painted with a sad, dreadful look. Their eyes, however, examined us with an ominous glare. They wobbled over to meet us. Declan tried to run, but Dimitri and I held him in place.

Apparently, laughing to his threat threw both men off-guard. “What is that supposed to mean?” Kozlova asked, trying so hard to hide his hurt at being laughed at, but I saw through his charade. The fucking bastard still hasn’t learnt to guard his emotions properly. “To think that a crowd like this would even pay attention to a clown like you, much more believing you is absurd. Look here, man, if you try as move a muscle towards that stage, you will be out of this place before you can even blink your eyes,” I told him, hoping that it would be enough to stop him from causing me more ruins.

he warned me and I scowled. I ignored Clark's warning because it was mundane if I did not seize this golden opportunity. That was the purpose of me being a clown. Besides, it would be fun seeing Clark's reaction when I would do something extraordinary. But, I didn't know what extraordinary I had to do. So, I finally decided on doing a somersault as the entry act and cartwheel as the exit act which was lame as compared to what I earlier thought- riding on a lion.

And as if she actually heard Kimberly's inner thoughts, the door creaked open. Clara strode in with dramatic flair, a light bandage taped to her forearm and an exaggerated limp in her step. Her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear. “There she is. The woman who attacked me like some street thug in front of my son’s school.” Kimberly turned, jaw dropping. What the hell was Clara wearing? Bandages? Even limping ? At this point, Kimberly didn't know if she should burst out laughing or crying. Clara did all these just to convince the cops and get her arrested?

My whole body is shaking and it's impressive that I can still moved. "I'll savored every inch of your skin, beautiful" the one who's wearing an white t-shirt said and do a lip biting. My eyes widened out of shocked when I felt the cold wall behind me. I'm already cornered! "There's no way out now, woman" they said while laughing. Please someone! Help! "You can't do anything now, woman" "We'll eat you—" suddenly the man who's wearing a white t-shirt words cut. "As if you can" I smiled when I saw the clown head successfully killed the man who's wearing a white t-shirt and kick the other one causing him to fly away from the tree.

That same week, the Delphos tower was attacked by Joker, the clown prince of crime invaded the Delphos tower in the middle of a meeting, going up each of the floors which in turn used the gas to kill anyone who stood in his way. They were not alone, there more than a thousand employees were taken hostage, they entered with everything destroying everything around them, their hooded henchmen dressed in black with black protections and shirts, and these were their bulletproof clothes, wearing vests and masks and makeup with clothes lined with protections while to alternate, machine guns, which they used to invade the Delphos tower, shooting everyone who tried to stop it.

The tie was digging into my shoulder, the dress package bouncing awkwardly against my back like a large, delicate backpack. Ten minutes left. I wasn’t so far out now… Then a parade happened. Of all the things the universe could throw at me… a damn parade. Marching band. Clowns. A float with someone dressed like a werewolf king, which felt a little on the nose. I ducked under the fencing, hopped over the snare drummer, and nearly caught a baton to the eye before I barrelled through the crowd. One of the clowns yelled, “You ruined my cue!”

Three idiots in clown masks, staring at me like I was the prize in some deranged carnival game. Red mask. Blue mask. Yellow mask. Fucking fantastic. Out for ten minutes and I'd been kidnapped by the rainbow alliance of human trafficking. "Uhhhhh, if you have something to say then just say it already," I said, deadpan. "Is this robbery or rape? Or did someone tell you guys to kidnap me for some money?" "This girl is quite brave," Red Clown said, voice too pleased. Blue Clown leaned closer. "We just thought you looked nice and want to have a good time. We're very kind to beautiful women."

I pushed against the wave of fleeing people, searching the chaotic sea of bodies. I spotted him near the carousel. My heart stopped. The nanny was knocked unconscious on the pavement. Our bodyguard was bleeding, desperately engaged in a brutal fistfight with two armed thugs in plain clothes. Oliver was pushed to the ground by the terrified mob. He curled into a small ball, his tiny hands trying to protect his head from the trampling feet. Then, my blood ran completely cold. A man dressed in a bright, oversized clown costume stepped out of the panic. He wasn't running away. He walked calmly, purposefully, directly toward my son.