Creepy Emoji Novels & Stories

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

People are scrambling and running towards the forest to hide. I zoom in on what everyone is frightened of and it makes me want to vomit. There are these weird looking creatures that appear to have various features from a bird, feline, bear and wolf. Maybe human too? There eyes are completely black. Some have three arms or two heads and their flesh smells as though it is rotting. Whatever they are I don’t think they are truly alive. “Kale!” “On it Katerina, get Cedar and Joy out of here!”

In a blink of an eye, there appeared an old Crone, She looks beastly repugnant. Her hair was lifeless greasy, she had serpentine (of a serpent, hooded eyes) eyes at my first glance and anguine eyes (of a snake, calculating eyes). A frontal look seems like an arachnid (of a spider, pitiless eyes). She has a vulturous nose, her voice was hissing and a grit-and-gravy. I thought I had seen enough of her fearful features until she slightly sneered and her saw-toothed were exposed.

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I commanded and he looks at me. "Is Tiara your cousin??" I asked. "Yes ma, she is" he replied. 😘Jackson p.o.v 😘. I don't remember offending anyone, why would a monster enter my house, how did it even gain entrance. Who is she? or is it? she is for the vampiress's face while, it, is for the bat's face. "One wish, I want my human face!!!" she said and everywhere shook that I had to look down in fear.

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

I wrote with a gun and knife emoji with scary monsters and zombies. “Who are you?” The phone dinged, “The hell... why are you threatening us?” “Yes, we didn’t say you couldn’t share him with us. We are okay with that.” she kept a slutty emoji and I immediately felt like puking. I inserted a middle finger at them, and angry faces emojis with raging fires and pirate signs of dead ends. “Hey, who are you?!” Another snapped at me, rudely. “Gah!” I let out, while Javier stared at me amazingly as I commenced typing…

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

The girl smiled crookedly and jumped over the reptilian, leaving him confused but the other reptilians joined and ran behind her. The guy ran into one of the streets in the ruined city to hide, meanwhile; the girl crossed random streets to give his companion some time to manage the things before their departure. It’s not the first time that someone from the underworld tried to conquer the ruined and now the creepers are aware of them. She looked back and cursed, “shit!! They are still behind!!!” From the corner of her eye, she noticed something unusual approaching her. It took a while to realise that a level 2 creeper has joined the chat. The parasitic body made the girl frown and wise enoug

Jesus . Her mood continued to sour into disquiet the further she went in. There were things on a few of the printouts Emma wished she hadn’t seen. At one point, the eyes of a werewolf with a bodybuilder physique burned into her from an old woodcut, its jaws embedded in the midsection of a victim dangling from its hand like an hors d’oeuvre. In a black and white photo, a grim line of men in Civil War regalia posed for the camera, the winged corpse of something that resembled a dinosaur stretched out at their feet. Emma’s fingertips began sticking to the pages. She wiped a sleeve across her brow before any of the gathering sweat could slide off her face and smear the ink.