Bloody Mary Creepypasta Novels & Stories

" And with the great hunt coming up in a , I need to find a solution to this. What's a lycan king without it's lycan?" She kept quiet for a while until finally she spoke."Get up." motioned to me before setting the teacup onto the kitchenette. She walked towards me and the moment she was just a couple of inches from me, she cupped both my cheeks in her hands and stared into my eyes. Slowly, I watched her white eyes give way to the fiery red ones I met earlier. All I can see is a hollow void and her voice filled my ears as she muttered an incoherent string of words. With each chant she recited,her eyes became hollow. The lights in the room and beyond began to flicker as the wind howled from

She smiles big and happy. "At last, you're here," Occisor says, crossing his arms, at the entrance of the hall. Mary, still smiling, looks at Occisor. "Apparently your hunt was a big success." "Don't talk nonsense. I just didn't…" The conversation is interrupted by the loud sound that echoes from Bloodstain's belly. She feels her entire face burn. Mary now pays more attention to the girl. Her body is way too thin and she has some big scars on her shoulders.

All he wanted was the best for her, he never wanted that smile to leave her lips. He promised to show her the world, which he did, foolishly so. Martha was a gentle woman on the outside but deep down she was fierce, that was what called him…lured him in and also blinded him from the truth. Until that fateful morning when she threw up blood on his clothes, her entire body went limp in his arms and he could hardly hear her breathe. She was dying… That was what the doctors told him. Said she had leukemia, said it came so suddenly that they didn’t notice on time despite her going to their hospital every month for a fucking check up!

He leaped up and tried to run out of the room. I wouldn't let him. I took hold of his arm and heard a loud crack, and a streak of fire leaped from his forearm. Marcus dropped to the floor as if I had shot him. I looked at the ladies. Mara fingered her crucifix with a haunted look. "You are a holy vessel." A what? Marcus cowered against the wall, trying to keep me from touching him. I stood watching him with my hands on my hips. "Kim, it's not just your brands that can't be touched by a Vampire," Mara said. "It's you!"

I already know that she's peppered with them all over her body. "So everyone will obviously know before lunch." I say my hands brushing up her arms. She flinches slightly at the contact. "Give me a good reason not to kill that son of a bitch." It's a growl and she shifts uncomfortably and I sit up so my eyes are level with hers. They're completely green now her wolf retreated for now. "I've got it handled." She says quietly no longer looking in my eyes. "It only happens when he drinks too much but doesn't pass out. I was also late getting home yesterday so-"

“I know you want to help your father, Elle. But right now, you’re the one who needs the help. You can barely get a word in without holding your throat. It’s getting worse. You need to feed.” She looked at me, then swallowed. “Oh goodness, I think you’re right. Something keeps clawing at my throat.” “Exactly. Let’s go.” “But are you sure we can find something again tonight?” “Of course. There’s enough to feed. The moon goddess makes sure of that.” “Okay.” We continued to walk, looking around for any animals. All the while, my mind kept thinking back to that name. Mara. My father’s first wife… that was her name.

She put a glass of Bloody Mary on the counter. "Thanks." I take a sip. It tastes so bitter. I looked around and realized I'm the only one here. There are no other customers. It's still early. I really don't feel good about it. It's strange. Yesterday there were a lot of customers. Or maybe it's because of the rain. "I think I should go home now." I stood up, but before I could go, Miriam grabbed my wrist. "Wait, don't you want to see Aaron?" she asked. Her lips curved into a creepy smile. Her other hand's holding a knife. She laughed harshly, like someone who just came out from her grave. "Don't you want to know what happened to Aaron?"

Someone had written across the inside door in red marker: “THE WHORE WHO STEPPED INTO THE DEN.” I didn’t react or flinch as from what I've gathered so far was that the students made it their sole mission to torment students who entered the Den of my Stepbrothers, the Princes of Velmora. I just started picking my things up one by one, stuffing them back into the broken locker like I wasn’t falling apart inside. “Well, well, look who’s back from the blood orgy,” a girl sneered. “How many vampire dicks did you ride, Raven?”

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT “Ahhh—!” Mary’s scream tore through the mansion. Thud. Her body hit the floor heavily. Blood seeped across the white marble, spreading fast. For a moment no one moved. “Ah—ah—ah!” Screams rippled through the mansion. Claire stood frozen. Her breath hitched as she slowly turned her gaze to her trembling hand, stained with blood. Clatter. The knife slipped from her fingers. “Claire—what have you done?!”

I should have known no single anyway. Am sweating so badly right now. O.M.G! Hello? An Eyes staring at me with searching with hunger and thirst for blood. The door Creak opened a little bit. I felt goosebumps all over my body. I saw eye that are blood colored or .....am paranoid. Before I new it I passed out again. The strange creature dragged J.J body to their master, while he was still passed out. Michael POV Humm... I thought heard J.J voice just now. That idiot better not be playing around. What's this? A Mask and blade?