April Fools Creepypasta Novels & Stories

“Ghouls, the things that attacked the mansion the other day. I created them during my first attempt in creating life. Then came the Fairies. They were nothing like humans, so I continued. Then came the Minotaur, then Trolls, then the Goblins, and then, Djinn, the Centaur, Cyclopes, Ogre, then the hilarious looking ones, the Leprechauns.” He thinks this is hilarious. But my heart pounds hard against my chest as I realize I’m sitting a few inches from the man who has created the mythical evil that has circulated the human internet. I shake my head. “That’s impossible. You didn’t create those things. You’re lying.” … [i have to admit— i had a problem of wanting to hear only what i wanted to hea

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

I hear them whispering, and I tiptoe silently. “BOO,” I jump on Ava while shouting. “AHHHH,” they screech, Ava loses hold of me, and I fall on my butt. When they see that it is me, they look relieved? “Phew, it’s only you. I thought it was Noah,” Luke tells me, and I raise my eyebrow. “Be careful today, Kiara. Noah turns into a psychopath on April fools day.” Kate warns and shudders. When I look at them clearly, they all seem to be shaking. Is Noah really that scary on April fools?

It is April, the ancient wolf spirit. "I am sick of being trapped in here," I say. I flex my fingers, but I cannot feel my skin. "I cannot move. I cannot see. How long are we going to bide our time in this ditch?" "We are here because your physical shell is broken," April says, her golden eyes narrowing as she steps closer. "I am not your original wolf. We are two souls forced into one container. If we are going to survive the transition, I must see everything."

Dela’s lips spread into a sinister smile. “Mel, help me, Please!” Audra screamed. I looked around frantically. “It’s not real. It’s not real.” I chanted to myself. Squeezing my eyes shut, I covered my ears, shaking my head. Audras screamed pierced through my covered ears. My eyes shot open. A disgusting creature stood before me, taking the place of Dela, it's back facing me. It was covered in spikes. Puss-filled sacks covered its body. It’s armed long and boney. Its claws crusted with blood. The smell of rotting flesh filled the air and a sour taste settled on my tongue. Its hair was patchy and oily. Its skin grey.

As strange occurrences plagued Everwood—disappearing pets, flickering streetlights, and odd markings etched on the town's trees—the friends realized they were at the center of a supernatural storm. They soon found an ally in the enigmatic Dr. Harper, a scientist with a haunted past, who had been studying the interdimensional rifts that plagued Everwood for decades. Together, they embarked on a perilous journey, navigating both the quaint charm of their town and the treacherous depths of the Upside Realms. As the boundaries between the two worlds blurred, the friends encountered creatures that defied logic and a malevolent force known as the Shadow Weaver, a spectral entity manipulating the f

"The kernels of me which existed since the origin of space and time, finally found a way to the entrance of the plane of eternal consciousness. This very moment will loop over and over in this perpetual eternity. There will never be a rest nor there will be an escape. Fear is the only shelter. Pain, the ultimate outcome. The concept alone is gut-wrenching." "Fortunately enough, the lenght of human life has yet passed the barrier of insignificance. So, I latch on to the belief that my entire being is composed of stories, of cravings, of strivings, of frugal desires of the future. In regards to that tiny, abstract, immature, soothing belief, I once again bid everyone present here the wishes of

Dark clouds suddenly pass over the moon, cutting off the light. When the sky clears, a chilling sight unfolds before me. A swarm of red eyes and shapes are marching down the hills. My heart flips. This war is really happening. At first, the shapes are like tiny ants, but as they get closer, their twisted forms become clearer under the moonlight. These creatures look exactly like the bastard I saw that night at the pack river, their long, thin bodies coated with thick, dark slime. Their eyes are big and slitty, glowing a vicious red with their claws and fangs.