Ben Drowned Creepypasta Novels & Stories

by the time the sun shimmers at the horizon behind me and the crescent moon dips below the horizon before me, I have thought of every word I know of to describe really, really, really boring walking. There is absolutely nothing here. I think of the stories we told each other when we were pups. About wraiths that lived beneath the sand of the Barren that would pull you down into their nests. They would paralyze you and then their grubs would feed off you, slowly eating you alive. That was a favorite. There are the roaming packs of wilder-scorpions, creatures that are half beast, half scorpion. Where the beast's tail should be is a scorpion's sting that will cause your skin to turn black and t

Jason gave the odd statue a once over and stared around the alley, eyes glancing over the destruction that seemed to have blown past this area, destroying what little beauty this place might had beheld a long time ago, Jason looked around and saw the statue at the same position without the spoon, jason glared at it, something wasn't right. He moved closer to it till he saw it blink, that's when jason let out the most bloodcurdling girl scream he had ever done, it fell back and changed into a man with shaggy beards, Daren and terra came hurling down the porch, the man knelt and begged, "Please don't kill me!, I promise to bring the gold on the next full moon!" He screamed, Jason raised an eye

“Although General Nerine has a thing for General Abtez.” “No, I don’t” I snapped. “I always loved a challenge.” Prince Dagon laughed as he looked at me, like I was his next meal. “I will have to kill this General of course.” I shuddered, a challenge he would lose. "Let’s get back to camp.” I radioed our driver and our van pulled up nearby. Without a fight, Prince Dagon walked with us and jumped into the back when another of our team opened the door. Wanting to avoid the vampire, I sat in the front with the driver. Bryia, another of our team was driving.

Oh please somebody saves me. ---------------- Alexis Demetri pov It says here that the place was near the coffee shop and there's a big brown gate on the entrance. I'm using my map app trying to locate the address of the boy named Thamer Reid who contacted me two days ago. He's keeping a new vampire named Dianna Scott. My eyes were still wandering the entire street and luckily I found it at last. I checked the gate and it's open so I decided to walk inside. I used the doorbell to let him know I was already here. Then at last I saw a young boy the same age as me.

His stride is purposeful, almost predatory, as he makes his way towards me. He sits next to me and stretches his legs in front of him in a relaxed pose. His unruly golden brown hair curls becomingly across his forehead. Raising my hand, I slide my fingers through his hair and down his chiseled jaw with a whisper, “In my visions, there’s this girl named Bree. She’s older than us. She’s thinking about her class at Cal State and her sister. She’s on the phone with some girl named Zoe. It’s dark outside, and she’s walking to her car when it happens. She drops her stuff on the ground by mistake and kneels down to pick them up. But then something hits her on the head, and everything goes blank.”

"That mark belongs to me." She stepped back, blade raised again. "You're lying." He took a slow step forward, his eyes glowing brighter. "I wish I were." Before she could react, the sky darkened. Dozens of crows rose from the trees at once, shrieking and circling above them. The air grew heavy, the ground trembling under her boots. Kael looked up at the sky. "The Bloodbound has awakened." Seraphina didn't understand what he meant-she only knew one thing.

As soon as I reached the designated spot, several thugs stepped out from behind the trees. I scanned the area, but Heidi was nowhere to be found. The group's leader had blond hair. After yanking the stick from my hand, he shoved me down beside a filthy, stagnant puddle. I struggled fiercely, my voice shaking with fear. "What do you want from me? Let me go!" His stern voice rumbled in my ear. "Don't even think about it. You're not getting away." In a heartbeat, the dreadful memories of my past life came flooding back, consuming my thoughts.

He nudged her knees with his foot until she made a noise of protest and then grudgingly shifted half an inch. “Just need ten minutes of doomscrolling before I doom‑sleep,” he said. “Romantic,” she muttered, eyes still on her own screen. He smirked and opened a browser. An article about urban legends melted into a link roundup about horror web serials. He clicked one without thinking, thumb lazy. The site that loaded wasn’t flashy. Plain white background. Black text. Username at the top: **InkAndAshes**. Title: **SURVIVAL GAME – EPISODE 1: THE BUS**

As if my anxiety wasn't already bad enough, Amelia made it even worse that morning. She sent me several pictures of people who had supposedly been tortured and murdered by the Marcini brothers. The images were horrifying. There was blood everywhere. Their bodies had been brutally mutilated, and the sight alone made my stomach twist. I immediately deleted every single picture, but the disturbing images had already burned themselves into my mind. I kept expecting Ethan to return to the room that morning, hoping he had changed his mind. But he never came. The hours passed slowly while I remained locked inside the bedroom, too afraid to leave and too restless to stay still. By midday, my empty s

" There was a rare hint of passive-aggressiveness in his voice. Florence ignored him and held her phone out to me. "Look at this! Gets you excited, doesn't it?" she asked enthusiastically. Hayden followed my gaze, and his expression darkened instantly. There was a five-foot-nine-inch-tall man with particularly dazzling eight-pack abs displayed on the screen. "Whoa!" someone exclaimed enviously. "Do you have connections to any more of those quality men?" "Yes, in your dreams," said Florence sarcastically. She rolled her eyes. "This is a junior staff member who just came to work with my department. Anna gets dibs."