Bob Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Since he knew the streets well, he was able to get us to our hotel in record time. Bruce was feeling a little woozy by the time we’d reached the hotel room. He flopped gratefully onto his bed. He was doing his best to hide his concern from me. He was feeling odd. It wasn’t something he could put his finger on, but he knew it was more than a simple infection from the gash on his arm. He feared the worst. Could he be turning into one of those creatures? I could see that Bruce was struggling against something. Although my cousin had said nothing, it was obvious that he was worried. There was no time to waste. I needed to find this paranormal group and get the answers we needed before it wa

** Brad ** Banishment Mrs. Stephens is walking the perimeter of the room, repeating her words as she tips the vile, allowing the black water to drop on the floor. Without warning, what sounds like hundreds of voices fill up the room, making it impossible to hear, while millions of black, dust-like specs swirl around the room.

Baby, while we were letting our pups visit their family, Brax received a mindlink from Bryce, the lead guard for the dungeons. I closed my eyes as dread spread throughout me from the pit of my stomach. I could feel my limbs become numb as bile spewed up through my throat. I barely made it in time as I bent over the side of the bed before I threw up what was in my stomach. I barely heard the concerned voices surrounding me. I could see black spots dancing around the edge of my vision. I felt my body being carried, then I was placed back on the bed as Dr. Tasha checked my vitals. I was floating through a haze until the sparks from Rolls' touch brought me back to reality.

“Bringing you and Jack into the dungeon together was the Boss’s idea. He wanted to force you to awaken on your own, so don’t blame him. If you didn’t awaken for too long, the Supreme God would erase you.” I shook my head. How could I blame him? He was the one who gave me a chance to live again. At that moment, a man in a suit stepped out from the shadows. The ghosts all said in unison, “Boss!” It was him! The man who had given me the burrito shop! He extended a hand toward me. “My name is Jake Quinn. Congratulations on joining the family of ghosts. From now on, we are all one family.” “To celebrate your awakening, I could grant you one request.”

My heart pounded in my chest as I got closer to the sound. I entered the room and I saw Bree on the floor crawling away from a male figure that was backing me. She had blood all over her shiny dress, her shoes had gone missing, there weren't any on her leg and they weren't anywhere in sight. Bree noticed my presence and began giving me signs to run. I just kept staring in shock at the sight before me. The male figure sensed my presence behind him. He turned around slowly in a creepy manner to face me. My shock became worse when I saw Dave, he had blood on his head and I figured that the injury was inflicted on him by Bree.

I used that opportunity to toss the remaining bags, and then I stood at a corner of the wall and watched. The door creaked and opened, shifting both of our attention to it. “It’s me…it’s me…Bryan,” Bryan said, with his hands in the air. Adrian picked up the blood bags and ran into the darkness. “The lights, Bryan…shut the door,” I told Bryan. He did that and joined me by the wall, watching Adrian devour the blood like a hungry lion. “Jesus, Lucy. Your father created a monster,” Bryan breathed. *******

The coked ones as some of the articles had called them. She watched every creepy documentary, every shaky video of glowing eyes and impossible strength. Articles about missing people. Legends about cold-skinned monsters. Medical breakdowns of “blood anomalies” in captured corpses. She didn’t sleep at all. By sunrise she was convinced. This is what killed Dad. A creature with no shadow. A creature too cold to be human. A creature like Evan. When she confronted him, she expected anger. Instead, he had gone pale, paler than usual that is.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP “How dare you?! I will have you tarred and feathered and hung in the square to be picked by the vultures--” BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEP “My wolf will tear your body apart limb from limb and eat you for breakfast you dead freak--” A crash breaks me out of my ego trip as the doctor shouts. A roar unlike anything I’ve ever heard rips through the room, literally shaking everything not tied down.

I'd been fucking her for minutes until, “Ugh! Fuck! Take that! Take my seed!” I groaned, plunging into her hard as my manhood twitched, releasing ropes of cum into her. “Daddyyyy” she screamed, her eyes rolling backwards in their sockets before she passed out. I knew she had cum on my cock. Burying my face in her neck, I could feel the flicker in my eyes, and the sharp teeth sticking out of my mouth. My fangs had elongated!