Creepiest Animals Novels & Stories

As soon as I step back out, I mark the entrance with an X and move on. Heading back in the direction we came from, I gasp when I hear the sound of scurrying feet. I’m not the kind of person who is usually scared of bugs or creepy crawlies, but the sound is so loud that I freak out and flatten my back against the wall. When Sahara and Marael kidnapped us last year, they took us to a mountain range in hell, where we saw many horrifying creatures. There were a few that, up to now, I hope I never have to see again. One of the ones that creeped me out the most were these little demonic-looking insects that looked like large centipedes. The sounds emitting around me sound like those creatures. Try

Monsters... It is always funny to me when I hear people call other animals wild, this is because the wildest animal I have ever met is the human being... We like to believe that we have indeed evolved into something better, that we are higher animals of some sort, but this is just cheap pretence, for when pushed, our true nature emerges like smoke from a fire, then our destructive and wild nature stares us in the eye. The most vicious, and brutal being is the human, more than any lion or wolf. And this monstrosity sleeps in every single one of us, waiting to be unleashed, but maybe it rests in some more than others.

I wanted to pluck my heart out. Suddenly, a cacophony of snarls and growls broke out. The ground quaked, unsettling everyone around. There was a loud rattling as shadowy figures began to make their ways into the Colosseum. The grotesque creatures - werebies, a horrifying blend of werewolf and zombie - circulated the whole place.

In the tense stillness of the forest, Rose's breath catches in her throat as the creature before it reveals itself to be a menacing werewolf. Its massive teeth gleam in the dim light, saliva dripping from its jaws, its predatory gaze fixed upon her with unyielding intensity. The intensity of his growls sends a chill down her spine, her every instinct screaming with primal fear.

“Don’t worry Evan, this will get back to you soon enough. You’ll get to respond to everything. Okay, I tried calling the other locations called Helencia, and I either received no response because the locations didn’t understand what I was talking about, or the phone numbers no longer worked. This means if we travel through the other realm. We don’t know if we can safely leave through the other portals. In an effort to keep up with our changing needs, I’ve ordered packs for us with simple survival gear that should work in the other realm without too much interference from magic. Now onto the library research, we’ve got our hands full. The deaths appear to happen in cycles. Each death is diffe

My heart is furiously beating as I type the word nonhuman. Many articles pop up so I just click on the first one. There are so many definitions. Sirens,witches, vampires , demons and yes, Angels are there too. Apparently the term is used to describe people who are not exactly humans, people with unusual gifts or powers. The following article says nonhumans are just a myth and that no such thing exists. One says they were real during the eighteenth century but we're destroyed and are now extinct. I keep on reading and even click on the images. The images are a bit scary and definitely not human. The thought that I could be one of those things is more than scary.

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

“I think we’d better hurry.” Ru was walking already and Lyric’s words didn’t cause her to pause, but she did raise an eyebrow before asking, “Why is that?” “Just a feeling.” Before Ru could comment, there was a scurrying sound up in the loft area. Ru stopped and looked up. Across the ceiling, a black shadow began to creep. The form reminded her of a large lizard, but this one had two heads. “What the hell is that?” “That… is a Creeper,” Lyric replied, stepping up beside her. “And where there’s one, there’s a thousand.”

A silent symphony of chaos. Low growls ripple through the air, deep and guttural, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. The haunting howl of wolves echoes through the streets. The spine-chilling screeches of vampires slicing through the silence. And the almost imperceptible hum of witches, their presence felt but never seen. The city is alive with the creatures of dark, a living, breathing entity, and we’re racing right through the heart of it all.

She decidedly turned away from the large animal and walked to the opening that surely led to the lounge. She has seen odd things in the zombie apocalypse like the large mutated animals ranging from crocodiles with living trees attached to them to wolves that could fly but no one has ever come up to her and said “Hey, come meet the baby of my family!” and pointed to a large animal with sharp claws that could strip the skin off your bones using just its claws, that was just too shocking even for her. Alexander, who was left behind, shared a confused look with Jayden the tiger, before shrugging and following her into the lounge. He slumped next to her on the sofa and relished in the relief of g