Bloody Mary Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Screams tore through the B2 level. Martha and I bolted for the stairs. Marcus stumbled behind. The smell of blood hit us like a wall. In the makeshift chapel, Sister Catherine was on her knees before the cross. A bloody hole gaped in her neck. A zombie was hunched over her, greedily tearing at her flesh. It had crawled in through an air vent. “Oh God…” Marcus retched. I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head.

I awake with a loud gasp taking in all the air that could fill my lungs. I blink, my throat tender as I swallow forcing my saliva down. I'm no longer in the room I notice. Everywhere is filled with some form of antique, the room vast and the carpet flush against my skin. I'm on the ground. My body protests as I attempt to sit up and I come face to face with my attacker. Lady Amy watches me from her seat, drinking what I supposed was blood from a transparent glass. Her eyes change from red to grey then back. Maybe her own attempt to remind me who she was. An intimidation of sorts.

There was no sign of someone resembling Frey entering this town at all. “You think Frey went to another town?” I asked while thinking of other towns Frey might go to. "Unless she's on the edge of town and away from the townspeople," Hayley said. “What do you mean?” When Hayley was about to answer my question, suddenly several people entered the pub. They sat at the guest table. Martin immediately approached them. “Martin, did you hear about the Flower Skull attacks in Diantha forest? They caught some of the vampires over there!” someone shouted from the table. Hearing this, I suddenly turned around. I immediately approached the man.

Especially as they got closer to the city center, where she could smell the blood from beneath the skin of the humans, as if she could feel the blood flowing in their veins and this was not a good thing. "Can't princess Mila survive all the way to the pick- up point?" Kyril asked back in a doubtful voice. He glanced occasionally at Mila, who had now completely buried her face in Dom's shoulder, her face was hidden by her white hair. "They will bring the blood that is needed." Dom glanced at Mila, assessing her condition. "I am not sure..." he had never seen a vampire this thirsty before and Mila's growls just got more and more terrifying.

Chapter 5 ~ARDEN~ Elana’s eyes shot out of their sockets, like they were ready to jump out at any minute. Maybe because of the matebond, but I could feel her heart race… with a pump that didn't feel normal. How was it possible for her to feel fear on an entirely different level? She was so low to the ground and engrossed in fear that if the ground ever opened, she'd probably beg to be swallowed. I scanned the area with my spirit abilities. It was a murder in one of the rooms here… a wolf was being murdered.

Everyone were crying and running but there was no sound she could hear. There's Badbloods everywhere. Winged ones, large wolves, tailed ones, elementals, and a lot more she didn't know existed. Standing at the gates was a woman with burning hands. Her hair was auburn red and her eyes were angry as hers. She waved her hand and released a ball of fire hitting Maddy. The old woman screamed and fell to the ground as the fire slowly leeched her life away. Rila was breathing heavily. The carnage was overwhelming. The smell of smoke and blood was real. The terror around her was real. For the first time in a long time she felt fear and scared.

She felt a deep pain in her whole body as she tried to fight her sense to keep herself awake when she looked up at the evil little sister, it went all blurry and she heard her one sentence with a laugh, “I made it strong so that the effect will take fast and here you are. You are going down….” In a sudden fall, Mary was thrown to the floor like a raged doll and she in instead fainted due to that added water. Sen checked her breathing from her nose and sighed, “Phew she isn’t dead now I must call my friend and give away the news. She will be excited just like how I am bursting in cheers.” She stood up gazing down as she enjoyed looking at the lifeless Mary fainted on the floor as her long hai

What I felt earlier in the comfort room is slowly creeping in and I'm trying my hardest not to faint as I tiptoed my way to it. I do not know where I got the courage to do this. My spook heart just won't stop beating fast. I'm sweating profusely and my knees are starting to tremble again. Sweet angel! Help me now. I took the broom I passed by and prepared myself to slap whoever the hell is in here. I took a deep breath and waited for the— "Bloody Mary!" I jumped in shock when a black cat suddenly passed in front of me. I covered my mouth and roamed my hazel eyes again.

Time stood still for a moment while the blade whizzed over the tender skin of her neck. Blood spurted out of the wound, bathing the ground before them in the thick scarlet liquid. When he was done, and the wicked grin had left his crazed face, he dumped the remains in front of him. Marya’s lifeless beady eyes flashed for a moment, while I held my breath, before she fell into the puddle of her own blood. A heart crushing sound left Grendal’s lips as he cried for his loss with a shattering snarl. The sound travelled through bone and marrow like violent whips full of hurt and pain.

Crap, I was bleeding, my wrist was bleeding and it was hurting like hell. My head was throbbing bad as if someone was hitting me on my skull with a hammer ... I was still struggling to free myself from this bloody rope when I heard some footsteps coming closer and closer..... I gulped down the thick lump of saliva that was formed with fear , I flinched badly when those footsteps stopped near me and an evil , crazy laugh filled my surroundings..... it felt like a psychopath laughing at my mistable state.... "well well well, look who we have hear.... Marilyn Smith, you had made me wait for so long , finally I got you "