Candy Cane Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Candace enters her room and finds the candy bag in her drawer. She feels a pinky red slowly crawling through her neck till her cheeks. Last night she was sitting on her bed and reading a book while eating those candies. She didn't enjoy the reading since it turned into a boring love story. Her focus slightly shifted to the candies, the familiar smell was spreading around her, their coffee flavored taste, the slippery feeling they left in her tongue...

Yellow tape went up, and camera flashes strobed constantly. The medical examiner wore a mask. After a preliminary examination, he announced in a cold voice, "The time of death exceeds 72 hours. Preliminary cause of death is acute gastric perforation and organ failure resulting from an overdose of strong painkillers mixed with high-proof alcohol. The deceased likely experienced extreme suffering before death." Extreme suffering. Those words stabbed into Dad like knives. When the police collected evidence, they had to use considerable force to pry open my clenched right hand. In my palm, they found a small piece of a candy wrapper soaked in blood.

Like then, like what they used to do, it was like they were the only two people in the world so she wasn’t worried and afraid to make any noise. Jason's house is surrounded by a high fence in addition to the fact that the nearest neighbor's fence is also high while a vacant lot is between them. Jenny could feel every gentle caress of Jason's hot tongue on her jewel. Scorching but delicious. It was as if the man's tongue had a special fire that she could feel with each and every stroke of him at her entrance. And that's what causes the constant growl that comes out of her mouth. When she felt his hand touch the bean on the top of her jewel, Jenny moaned again.

After only a few minutes, a series of creepy sounds resounded. I heard a heart attack after a series of growls from the mutant men, followed by Candy's shrill screams. My body trembled; I ignored Candy's earlier warning and rushed out. Relying on the strong smell of blood, I followed it to Candy's place. Tears welled in my eyes, and I will never forget that scene in my life. Candy lay on the ground, her tiny body torn apart by that evil thing. She could only helplessly endure his madness.

It sounded as though they were coming straight at him but luckily for him the cause of the snarling sounds were stopped by a strong massive iron bars on both side just as the hands of the snares stretches out to him with their eyes glowing red and their bodies darkened-rotten. “What are this?!” Node asked just as Peirce looked at his sides in awe. “I know a little knowledge about them. They’re called creepers, strange yet common beings infesting the Nymphs Kingdom as we speak, but this is weird, what are they doing in this part of the region?... Hmmm. Frankenstein with his ambition.” “Now do you still believe her? She’s luring us to a trap, maybe a push-button somewhere will do in opening up

"Vanilla?" "No, caramel," Cameron said, licking his lips unconsciously. Falcon inhaled deeply. "Cotton candy. I swear I smell cotton candy." Their noses led them toward a soft golden glow at the end of the tunnel. With cautious steps, they exited the cave... and stepped into a dream. Or a hallucination. Maybe both.

*Poppy* As I entered the dense and eerie forest at night, the darkness enveloped me like a heavy cloak. The trees loomed overhead, casting long, shadowy shapes that seemed to shift and dance in the faint moonlight. Twigs cracked beneath my feet, and the rustling of leaves in the breeze sounded like whispers in the darkness. Each step felt heavy with the weight of the unknown, and every distant hoot of an owl or rustle in the underbrush sent shivers down my spine. Despite the creepiness, there was a strange allure to the mysterious atmosphere of the forest, which drew me deeper and deeper into its depths.

"Double, Double toil and trouble," "Fire burn and cauldron bubble" "Fillet of a fenny snake" "In the cauldron boil and bake" "Like a hot broth boil and bubble" "For a charm of powerful trouble" "Fire burn and cauldron bubble" "Then the charm is firm and good." After she casted the spell, Candy and Night appeared from the wrist band and fell to the floor. "I thought you two were tough skin, it's so sad that I would be making you both into two powerful pills. At least you both would be of use as a pill, rather than this."

I chuckled, “seriously? You’re giving me a lollipop candy stick? I am a twenty-one-year-old man.” “And the twenty-one-year-old man went through the trick and he deserves a treat. Go on! Trust me,” she pulled out another one for herself. “I’ll give you company.” “You saw something in the mist as well, didn’t you?” I said, licking the candy. Carys cracked the candy from its stick with her fangs, “yup.” “How did it not affect you?”

Lower jaw unhinging and falling away, face split virtually in half, his maw gaped nightmarishly open so that the wanderers could come— Spiders spilled from him, pouring from the grotesque orifice as though being forced out from deep within. The cinnamon-haired girl’s eyes flew open in mortal dread, her whimpers rising into high, jerking stifled screams which caught in the back of her throat. The long-legged things scurried over the doomed teenager, swaying back and forth upon her before striking with frothy fangs.