April Fools Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Its claws gleamed like polished steel, and the fur along them bristled into spike-like ridges. The huge paw thrust in and began to rake repeatedly. If death were not at stake, the motion might have looked almost playful. The creature's eyes held a strange, amused curve, like a cat sliding a paw into a cardboard box to tease whatever hid inside. But when a cat of that size treated trapped humans like mice, nothing about it was funny. The claws flashed. Several bodies split open in long, clean gashes. Organs spilled out in an instant. The screams turned hellish, made worse because they came from classmates.

Red snuggled closer to Reed, breathing in his intoxicating cologne while his fingers traced electrifying circles on her hip. She couldn't help but feel extremely horny to be sharing such a kinky experience like this with him. “Today is October 20th, 2020. Our fucking 20th birthday. We are the freaking spooky kids. Why the fuck should we be intimidated by anything?” Light’s deep voice pierced the eerie silence. His cold expression held no traces of fear as he glanced between his friends, from the couple among them to those who were always at each other's throats.

POV: Maya According to my search history, I was either: a) writing a very bad horror novel b) losing my mind c) accidentally doing a PhD in “weird forest shit” My phone screen glared up at me from the kitchen table, surrounded by an embarrassing number of open notebooks, Grandma’s copied pages, and three empty coffee mugs. Tabs currently open: “shadow in the forest folklore” “old European forest spirits” “can forests be sentient???” “wolfborn myth”

His voice trembled when he replied, "A little. What about you?" "Me too. Did someone discover us?" "No, I think it's corpses." Xiao Chen could clearly feel the sudden invasion of the intense cold. It was the manifestation of potent malicious grudges, so cold that it pierced deep into one's bones. They immediately stood up and looked around. That was when they saw a dozen or so Corpse Puppets that had appeared around them without their notice. All of them had copper for heads and iron for arms, looking like creatures of steel and flesh. Dark green will-o'-the-wisps hovered inside their eye sockets as they stared at them. They were a horrifying sight to behold.

Room 205. [Vampire Progenitor — Liviel]: Tomorrow! My application passed, so I'm bringing my familiars over tonight! I don't even type a new reply. I just hit copy-paste and send the exact same response to both of them: [Death God — Rea]: Okay sweetie! Fake voices and perfect disguises aren't just parlor tricks for me. They're basic survival skills. I head straight to the elite dorms. Room 205. I hit the buzzer.

The Phantom Gates were wide open in April. This was the month when every soul in the Netherrealm wanted to visit the human world and enjoy the offerings. It was also when evil spirits from the Spectral Realm gathered together to have a good time. Even spirits who'd died horribly would dress themselves up for this one day. The old folks' rule about kids not going to graveyards came from exactly this. Weather-wise, April had huge temperature swings between day and night. Up north, people could easily catch a fever from the wind.

Their minds are invaded, their thoughts torn apart and consumed by these merciless creatures. The scene is one of absolute and terrifying chaos. The screams of agony mingle with the sinister sound of the Skinning of the mind' laughter, creating a symphony of horror that resonates in the dense, fear-laden air. It is an apocalyptic vision, a dark portent of what could be the end of them all if they fail to stop these abominations.

He utter with a frightening face. "You should learn how to control your eating habits in terms of like this. Aurora added noticing how hungry he was that his stomach began to rumbling. "Who's ready for a scary folktales? Scarlett ask as everyone raise up their hands. "Okay... Okay... Okay! Not so fast, so here it goes. "I will be starting with the tales of a " four friends" once upon a time, there was this four friends who school in a boarding school. The first friend where so obsessed in finding out something he saw at the school earlier so he woke his four friends up as they follow him to the place. Out of curiosity, he touch the status which he was so obsessed and suspicious at because th

I had no choice, so I dug through every gift Zoe had ever given me, but I found nothing. Just when I was about to give up, I shook a pillow, and a tiny paper figure floated out. Its face was drawn to resemble Lucas, and his birth details were written on the back! The fortune teller exclaimed, “That’s it! The lock and the paper figure work together, and since you've touched the lock, the effect on you is stronger. Luckily, you found it early.” I broke out in a cold sweat. That same day, I slipped the paper figure under Miles’ pillow and instructed my parents to watch him while he slept.

Lim, however, lying motionlessly, with his forehead bleeding and the bruises on his neck, worsen. --------- Izzat squinted his eyes in wonder. What the heck is that ugly thing? He saw a creepy old lady suspiciously hovering around Lim, his classmate. The old lady's cackling laughter made Izzat feel goosebumps all over his body. Hah... Why is this college being haunted by something sinister? Why do the things he encountered here carry very dark energy and grievances? Most of the evil spirits here are really malicious, and their malevolence level is lethal. If those being at this level attacked humans, the consequence is deadly.