Clown Creepy Novels & Stories

’’ Alonso frowned, ‘’wasn’t it too stressful to pull such a prank? ‘‘Draw what?’’ Andy raised an eyebrow. ‘‘That!’’ Alonso gestured towards the door, ‘‘what the fuck?’’ the drawing was gone. ‘‘Dude, you’re already paranoid reading all those creepy things about Mr Freaky Six the Decapitator, aren’t you?’’ Andy joked. ‘‘Cool name – and no, I’m not paranoid, there was a drawing on my door.’’ Andy suddenly gasped and gawked with his eyes wide open ash he looked at Alonso’s door.

He extended our claws and lowered one finger down to the clown's face and he hooked a claw in his chin. Maddox yanked his head close to ours. "Listen here clown because this is your last warning - you're gonna brew up a batch of whatever you need to fix my friends and you're gonna do it no later than now!" Maddox growled. His tone even sent chills down my spine. The clown began to tremble with newfound terror as he watched the black swirl in our eyes. "But - I -" he tried to talk. "You know what's worse than being undead?"

Clark embraced her, and she hugged him back. --- “Prince Clarence!” Claire called out, running through the hallway, but the boy ignored her. “Clarence!” she shouted sternly, relieved when he finally stopped. “We need to talk—” She cut herself off when she got closer and saw his red face—as if holding back laughter. Clarence burst out laughing, his voice echoing through the hall. “What?” Claire said in disbelief. “Why are you laughing?” “You should’ve seen your faces, Auntie! Hahaha! Those horror expressions were hilarious! Especially those old people begging us! Hahaha!”

"Don't be difficult now. These rules are simple enough, no?" she purred against his lips. "Don't you find me attractive? Don't you want my.. What did you call it.. Clussy?" Her hands were now under his shirt, stroking and massaging his bare skin, the feeling making him squirm and twitch, his erection throbbing in his pants. "Come on," the clown cooed. "Get your pants down for me..."

The girl could see his hideous smile and his fiery red eyes. Anna couldn't take her eyes off him. "Please, don't hurt me!" The clown walked over, still smiling. "Please!" Anna inched back. He could feel an aura of fear in Anna. Makes him feel even hungrier. The clown was getting closer and closer. Anna kept inching backwards. He swung the butcher knife in his hand. "Aaaaaa!" 'crash' Blood gushed from the veins in Anna's severed neck. Makes all white floors turn red.

A loud clap echoed down the corridor and she slowly dropped the body, wondering who the clown was. Allegra raised her head and that was when she saw the man seated in the midst of the smoke at the end of the corridor. He was facing the wall and clapping with an endless chuckling. 'What the fvck is he doing? ' Her wolf asked and she shrugged. She had no idea too. "An insane intruder" She announced with a loud voice and the clapping and chuckling of the man stopped at once but still echoed for some seconds. His husk voice then sounded, "You're exactly as described. Dangerous and brutal in all ways, even going as far as ripping out the reproductive system of a fellow woman, that was my favourit

Alex tried to not show his scared kid's face but it's all visible to even a small kid. Clara removed her hands purposefully whereas the kitten ran again, making Alex freak out. Now it's the time for Clara to laugh out loudly. She didn't care about her couch as she couldn't control her laughter seeing Alex's state. He has never been like this. A grown-up guy jumping like a kid and getting scared by a small kitten. It must be a treat to watch.

lamented Julia as a group of kids entered the cafeteria, dressed in what appeared to be large jack-o'-lanterns on their heads. "C'mon guys, where's your Halloween spirit!" yelled one of the kids and his voice became easily recognizable under the large pumpkin head. Cole. He and his buddies had burst into the cafeteria, surprising everyone with a little charade of drumming which just like it had happened last year, they all broke into what could have been some serious dancing, with him and his crew jumping on top of the desks and doing all kinds of crazy. Cole might have been the clown in Jake's class but he sure as hell was a freaking celebrity to the rest of the school-or maybe just very po

Dropping the robe, I beat my fists against my chest like the blood-thirsty animal I had to become to get the job done. Chance rallied the crowd, hurling his hand above his head to encourage them. “Let’s hear it for Claw, the turncoat biker from the Outlands,” he announced. Booing and cursing filled the arena like Claw was some pantomime villain. A peculiar feeling shifted through the air, lifting the hairs on the back of my neck. Something was amiss. My senses were going wild; warning bells were clanging through my ears, informing me that this entire situation smelled off.

He seemed unbothered and tired, his eyebrows progressively furrowing as his face morphed into a gentle frown with each vibration of his phone in his pocket. Clyde's posture was lacking a bit, and I noticed how he was slightly slouching. His legs were crossed one over the other as usual, but the one on top — his right leg — was trembling slightly, and I could see the subtle hints of dark circles underneath his eyes. Clyde had stupidly clear skin. Like, it was so clear he practically glowed. Kind of like all those fantasy and mythologically inaccurate versions of vampires that humans were always so hell bent on rewriting and publishing.