Bob Creepypasta Novels & Stories

The creeper took a step to them, snarling with drool slipping from its mouth down to the sand. “I have no choice but to step in.” The pregnant woman said about moving. The creeper halted, something was wrong and it felt it soon after It’s eyes widened as it’s body slowly deteriorated from his sides leaving only it’s two legs. “What the?!” the pregnant woman was surprised. “… how did he do that?!” “We survived!” Peirce and Node rejoiced as their knees where almost failing them. “It was more scary than the Torzillas.” Peirce exhaled, fell on his knees on their accomplishment, Node held his shaking hand as he forced a smile on his face.

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.”

Sweet Pea Guun followed this force of Brene Brian staggered a bit, half leaning on the armrest, he felt a hot breath hit his neck, there was a blink of an eye. Although he couldn't see it, Brene Brian could still hear the lyrics and creepy music, he closed his eyes tightly, and risked his face in Sweet Pea Guun's chest, the last syllable couldn't stop trembling, "Sweet Pea" Guun, Sweet Pea Guun...... I'm scared......"

JENNY moaned in response to Jason's treatment of her femininity especially when his finger began to move at a faster rhythm. Not only did the heat she felt but also the trembling of her whole body intensified. It was a cold night that in fact, they were in the Summer Capital of the Philippines, Baguio City. But something else is happening to her now. She feels like the whole room is on fire because Jason hadn't yet but severely abused her femininity while he also didn't let go of the very passionate kiss on her mouth.

It was the old book that was on my bed minutes ago. The longer I was staring at the object that was moving on its own, the more frightened I was getting. I then heard the sound of glass breaking coming from downstairs. That was my cue to go hide under my blanket. There's no way in hell that I was going to check out what the hell is going on. I wasn't like those people in horror movies. I was just going to hide here until my mom and dad come back. ~~~

Elara’s phone screen lit up with a notification that stopped her heart cold. An unknown email address had sent a video file titled “Stepbrother’s Dirty Secret.” Her fingers trembled as she opened it. The footage began playing automatically. There she was, completely naked, riding Jax hard in the Big Sur cabin, her head thrown back in ecstasy while he gripped her hips and thrust up into her. The camera angle was perfect, capturing every explicit detail. Every moan. Every slap of skin. Every creampie he had filled her with.

His lips move silently — sorry … sorry … sorry — but no sound escapes. Beep! Beep! Blood drips from his hand. Dark. Thick. Sticky. He’s missing a finger. The drops fall in slow motion, each one hitting the floor with an echo that matches the sound pounding through my skull. Beep! Drip. Beep! Drip. Beep! Great. Evidently, my subconscious is now producing horror movies. Footsteps. Slow. Confident. Beep! Beep! Beep! Pain explodes inside my skull. Memories slam together like cars in a freeway pile-up.

"His name's Dwayne Bower. He went to college with the killer, Jacob Zeller, the victim, Tom Bancroft, and Edgar Maguire, the man who was killed a few days ago. All four shared a dorm." Hank slammed the desk. "Look at his reaction. Does that look like a man who knew the killer and the dead? And Jacob killed five people, including an officer! Dwayne shows no shock, no grief, not even fear!" Steve said, "We went through his phone messages, too. Nothing turned up." Hank sank back into his chair, shoulders sagging. "What do the crime scene reports say?" "Scene evidence indicates that Jacob used the stairwell. The elevator cameras never captured him. The resident of apartment 603, a 35-year-old ma

He laughed, shaking his head. "Mr. Jeffers, I promise you this is real. I've done the research, and what I find most intriguing is Darick 'The Bloodthirsty’, leader of The Brooklyn Blood Brothers, has done some horrible things that’ll surely make the front page,” I explained, trying to keep my voice even. "Such as…?" Mr. Jeffers waved his hand, motioning for me to continue. "Rumor has it that he leaves gruesome bite marks on the neck of his victims," I whispered, hoping the suspense would win Mr. Jeffers over. “Vampiristic marks.”

My life was just simple ,then in just one night , I've encountered different creatures . " I'm a vampire." My eyes widened . The fear suddenly engulfed my body. I want to run but I feel like that I'm being paralyzed. " No scratch that. I'm a half-vampire. Half-human and half-vampire." I only saw this kind of scenes before in movies but now it is in front of me . " So miss, I will asked you again." He looked at me and walked closer. I stepped backward until my back was leaning against the wall. I gulped when he was just inches away from me. This feeling was different. I feel like I'm being drown into his eyes. I couldn't move because he was so close.