Creepy Doll Creepypasta Novels & Stories

“The townspeople are now looking for the Duke and the Duchess of Sloria but some people in Hapsberg claim that they saw a skeleton-like creature at Elthezar’s mansion on the night he died. They say that a strange syrup scent was lingering in the air and they caught a glimpse of a corpse walking towards the mansion. It was decaying and wore half torn clothes. One of the villagers who saw that creature recognized that the dress was similar to a local girl who had gone missing.” A long stretch of silence follows his words. Antonio leans back, thinking hard. A skeleton-like creature with a syrup smell. It seems to match the description of creatures from fairy tales which they have heard in their

It’s Charlie not Brenda* “Oh! Sorry Author. I forgot her name too soon but Brenda fits her nice, or maybe we could call her Karen lol. She’s not a Karen cause she’s hot” Okay. Brenda, Sorry. Charlie, yes Charlie did a wonderful Job, I’m beginning to like her already The creepy doll made it’s way to Aaron and stopped. The lullaby's pace kept reducing and as it came to a close a deep horror voice bellowed Watch out!! “Jesus! What was that!” Arabella screamed “Aaron are you alright?” Cassie asked. A few seconds ago, after we heard the voice shout watch out we all ducked while some folks hid behind a wall.

Bee was unable to judge what was going on around her but she could feel a really disturbing presence around her; Bee looked up and void slowly calming herself down. “Who is it? Is... Is anyone there.” Bee stammered, asking slowly at the void. Bee waited not for too long before she heard the noise of iron being scrapped on the floor; chills ran down her spine as he shrunk back to herself. She spoke again, asking for the identity of the person. The scraping was stopped and she was crashed with a wall of silence. It was when a voice as creepy as old rusted chains asking, “Me?” Bee could only nod as she was unable to spell out a word n fright. The unknown voice was mum for a period of second bef

"Oh, shit, it's all over now. Dorothy didn't keep it with her tonight, and now, Laura's stolen it!" "There's no way Laura knows how to use it. An ordinary woman like her couldn't have figured it out." "Wait, she's pressing the button… She's forcibly waking up Dorothy!" "Oh, hell, no! Dorothy's physically in bed at her place. She'll be forced to resonate with the doll!" I ignored the comments and watched as the doll slowly opened her eyes. Her silicone eyes suddenly gleamed, the pupils focusing on me as fear flooded her gaze. "Who… Who are you?" the doll parted her lips and asked in a tiny voice.

“He hung me up, I think. My throat’s been weird this whole morning. I thought I was coming down with something, but it felt kind of suffocating? So I think the doll probably got hung from something.” “Like those sunny dolls? What kind of kink is that?” I frowned and softly touched the doll’s neck. There was a sewing crease there, so it made sense for wrinkles to appear around that area. I could imagine the doll being tied up and hanging like a sunny doll. The more I looked, the more the sight of the crease began to irritate me. It almost looked like someone had wrapped a rope around its neck. I wanted nothing more than to smooth it out.

Jay was gone. Jess tried to turn to run but was unable to pull her feet from the tar. She tried to dig out of it. The more she clawed at the substance the more took its place. Jess suddenly became aware of the thing standing over her. She could feel it breathing on her and she saw its giant claw like feet. Jess was to scared to look up but allowed her eyes to creep up inch by inch. She found herself staring into it's eyes. She let out a ear-piercing scream. “Gotcha pretty girl.” It snarled before opening its mouth and swallowing her whole.

Panic surged within me. "Damnit—" I cried. "Let go—!" But I couldn’t. The magic roared to life, no longer a steady pull but a violent torrent. The more I resisted the invisible pull, the more pain flowed in my body. Something dark had slithered beneath my skin, crawling through my veins, seeping into my bones. I gasped, my knees buckling as the world tilted around me. The doll grew heavier in my weakening grasp. The anxiety in my heart grew when my vision grew blurry. The tree loomed before me, tall and unmoving, as though it was watching. It was like it was feeding on me.

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

I close my eyes tightly and open them up again in hopes of finding myself back in my room, but hope isn't for someone like me. All too familiarly and startling, my back meets a dead end, colliding with a wall and misery all at once. Dylan's lips curve into a creepy smile, revealing brown crooked teeth and just then, they all jump at me, clawing at whatever skin their decaying hands could reach. The all too familiar smell of my blood fills my nostrils and yet again, my infamous screams, pleading for help that would never come my way, hurts my throat.

Kathleen's terror intensified as the girl began to hum a chilling lullaby: "Hmmm... tili-tili bom... zakroy glaza skoreye. Kto-to khodit za oknom... i stuchitsya v dveri." The blood in the girl's eyes trickled down her cheeks. Kathleen's legs trembled as she tried to back away, but her body refused to obey. The girl’s humming grew louder: "Tili-tili bom... krichit nochnaya ptitsa. On uzhe probraisya v dom. K tem, komu ne spitsya." The girl's smile faded into a blank stare. "Come with me, Sam..." she began, but her words were cut off as a pair of hands, dripping with black, greasy liquid, pulled her into the floor, leaving only the creepy doll behind.