Boogeyman Stories Novels & Stories

Keegan said through clenched teeth. “I’m sorry, Keegan, I really didn’t think much about it. A server was just telling me about her tables in passing a few weeks ago. They were a group of old-timers, vampires, passing through. I did a walk-by and checked on them. All seemed normal. You know how they are though, so dramatic and serious at the same time.” As Terry spoke, Keegan’s eyes finally returned to normal. He waved his hand, telling her to get to the point. Happy he was finding his balance again, she continued, “Nothing out of the ordinary, but they were telling one of the guys that was with them a story. Between both me and the server, we both thought they were just trying to freak out

But the girl carried on regardless, her large brown eyes reflecting her anxiety. "My father told me the story when I was little, to make sure I did not stay out late at night. He said that every ten years a creature would come to this place, a beast, damned and with a lust for human blood. It would prey on the innocent, for all eternity, or until one pure of heart could have the courage to destroy it for good." "Folk-law and superstition," Crimson uttered. "I have heard many such tales, all the same. They are stories to scare children and nothing more."

Amongst the tests given were; fighting combat, which Hymas excelled at, they were give the opportunity to rule Transylvania for a year, which my dad did best, Transylvanians loved him because he was very friendly, and the last tournament was to go into the New world, observe and study the environment for 4years, and bring the report back to the overlord Everyone had gone their separate ways, into the New world, there my dad met a Mortal being, a dweller of Earth Realm, her name was Katherine, their bond had grew stronger together, she showed my dad many places, they shared their secrets with each other, dad's own was that he was a vampire, and he was sent to the New world for a test, while

mountains, feared yet respected.Kobold. Originating from a German folklore, Kobolds are sprites who live on ships, mines, and even in human homes. Their appearance adapts and changes, depending on whom they are with. Usually, they choose to be household spirits where they can help with chores or play tricks if insulted.Kallikantzaros. Came from Greek legends, Kallikantzaros, or Christmas goblins, live deep underground, and they only reach the surface of the earth every dawn of December 25th until January 6th. They bring nothing but chaos to the human realm by starting fires, souring milk, riding on people’s back, and braiding horses’ tails.Phooka. From Irish origins, Phooka transforms into

Once setting the firewood in place, making the dark room glowed through the orange flame and prepared enough heat to keep the small cabin warm all through the night, she sat by his only son, making herself and her rounded belly comfortable in the soft bed. "My son, it is time to go to sleep. Now, what stories do you wish me to tell you? I have many already prepared for you. Is it about a king? Or how vampires or the werewolves come to exist? Or a princess who falls into a deep slip after being prick by a cursed needle? Which one would you like to hear, my love?" The young boy looked like he was thinking rather hard and his eyebrow scrunched, figuring what stories would be good. After a few m

But not everything about me is good. "Sis!" Boogey came running down the stairs and almost tripped on the last step. Luckily, I caught him. I don't think I could do the same for his brother. Zeus was six. He used to say he was the boogeyman, that's why I called him Boogey. He was a sweet little thing. He looked more Japanese, like their mother. Toby, on the other hand, took after their American father. "Do you like cake?" He said, climbing on top of my lap. I nodded. "You shouldn't eat too much cake or else your teeth will fall off." He whispered in my ear and pointed at his missing front tooth.

Willing to break the silence again, Stone cleared his throat before asking, “what the hell is even a soul harvester? That sounds so made up.“ Everest chuckled at his plain disgust, “It’s a terrifying bed time story parents of the Gareth pack would tell their kids in order to put the fear of the unknown into them. It was, still is, our version of the boggie-man*.” Stone nodded, his calculative look returned. “But how do you know it isn’t real? Most bed time stores are myths and most myths are very real.” He waved at the four of them, “most humans think we are myths.”

My voice is pleading with him to believe me. Despite their less than pleasant exchange of words only seconds earlier, I see that Alice is stroking my father's back, no doubt a way of comforting him. "Then why don't I believe you?" He asks whilest looking down. Well now I'm really speechless. It's not like I can tell him I have a demon living inside of me and that the lover of that same demon wanted to kill my boyfriend. If I tell him that he will think I'm crazy and send me to a mental hospital and I'm not going there again.

{For the past 28 days, Francine has been communicating with a man named Jayrus Trocio a.k.a. Julius Tenorio a.k.a. Susan Landicho. Jayrus Trocio is a 34-year-old psychotherapist who also dabbles in photography. But through my Internet sleuthing, I’ve discovered that Jayrus Trocio is in fact the notorious “Boogeyman” that is wanted by the police. He’s an elusive kidnapper and sex-trafficker.}

Anyway, he kept saying that there are horrible creatures that lurk in the darkness here… While growing up he told me the story of the time when he was ten years old, his dog ran out of his family home—this townhome, the home I’m just about my home until my dad gets out of jail and the social worker says I can go back. He goes on and says that he watched his dog die that night being eaten alive by a wolf-like humanoid that he himself barely made it back home to safety. Then there were these stories of the locals being blood-sucking vampires and all the BS surrounding that subject. Oh and the witches of the forest and the great lake—supposedly they lure pregnant women to their deaths and drown