Barney Creepy Novels & Stories

He should just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. And he did exactly that, relaxing his stance, leaning back against the wall with one leg crossed over the other, while he amused himself with the spectacle before him. One of the kids took his interest. It was Barney. And he was walking toward Big Boss. Barney was a show-off shit, one who was constantly harping on about how he was too cool for this orphanage and that one day some filthy rich family would come and collect him to live in a filthy rich mansion. And Big Boss sure looked like the type of man who belonged in a filthy rich mansion.

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

Count Barney giggled seductively. Count Barney's lecherous expression made Astrid shiver even more with disgust and hatred. "I'd rather die hitting the ground than be your mistress, Count," argued Astrid menacingly. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. You got great guts too. Remember that I paid dearly to enjoy your body. You are my slave. All my wishes are orders that you must obey, sweetheart. You can't die until I've tasted your body,” Count Barney said as he trotted toward Astrid.

"Yes! Once we find Joyce, I'll divorce her immediately! Are you ready to become my new mate, Cissy?" Cecilia hid shyly in his arms and said sweetly, "I've long been ready." Ethan spat on the floor, unwilling to take part in this farce any longer. In order to keep his job, Barney had no choice but to follow Toby in searching through the whole basement, trying to find some clue as to how I escaped. I found it simply ridiculous and amusing! What else did he want to find when my corpse was lying right in front of him? Toby and Barney searched the entire basement to no avail, and Toby even tossed my pup's corpse into the trash. I screamed and tried to stop him, but my pup simply fell right throug

he smiled and increased the volume of the song Geez! I think I'm gonna keep crying till we get home Oh my! Home? *** "Oh my Gosh!''Barry screamed like a girl as we entered the sitting room. I knew my preparations for him were greater than Jenny's. But I didn't expect him to shout. I was not even in the mood to hear his voice "All this for me?"he screamed again as I closed the door behind me. He looked around with a smile on his lips. I move to go upstairs

“I’ve seen things you can’t even imagine.” It made it even funnier, then, to see enzo and his brother halt a few steps into the bar at Spin and gape at the plywood and fluttering dollar bills gracelessly stapled to every surface. It really was a terrible hole in the wall. There was literally a hole in its wall, an affectionate homage to this place. Spin didn’t have an ounce of atmosphere. People only came here to forget where they came from. “I’ll order some beer,” Lilith shouted over the music, blasted by a disaffected DJ slumped in the corner of the place. “Any preferences?”

If it was somebody else they wouldn't have found anything amusing about these dangerous varmints. He didn't find them too amusing for long, for one of the snakes launched itself towards him its fangs exposed ready to take a bite. He was quick enough to dodge its attack and grabbed its tail before throwing it away as if he a was hurling a harmless stick. Thereby scaring some squirrels nearby who scattered about leaving the odd man alone. Feeling quite dejected he picked up his pace and returned home just in time when Cheng Min was starting to prepare their meal. She was busy on the stove, and did not notice his return.

In the movies I have watched, parties always look fun. Suddenly I can feel that we are being watched or rather I am being watched. And there they are, the Rosemont sisters standing before us. They each have their trays with them and unlike Ella, Phoebe and I they aren't wearing boots but rather matching red bottom heels. Everything about them is matching really. Well except for the color of their hair but the length of it is the same which is very long by the way. It's almost creepy how everyone about them is the same but I guess that's why everyone calls them the Rosemont weirdos.

Barrett snapped at Serena to leave, then instructed Tara to dismiss all the servants, allowing only his father and older brother to remain in the room. Lately, Barrett had been drinking more than usual. His complexion appeared sallow and haggard. His hair was a mess, like wild grass growing unchecked. His beard, likely only shaved a few days ago, had already grown out in a thin, patchy circle around his pale, cracked lips. To any onlooker, he resembled a wild, mangy dog.

and “a useless decorative peach on the Queen Mother’s birthday table.” Barney had just grinned awkwardly at the time, trying to calm her down. Annabelle had thought maybe that’s just how couples worked—one dominant, one submissive; one hits, one takes it. But today, Barney was different. His head was dripping with sweat, the back of his shirt soaked—clearly he had rushed over. And the usually composed man didn’t even bother saying hello. He clutched Jocelyn’s shoulders tightly, his voice strained and hoarse like a beast on the edge of breaking down: “I’ll ask you one more time. Where is Belinda?!”