Creepy Facts Novels & Stories

These beliefs centered around the fear that the dead, once buried, could still harm the living. Often, these legends arose from a misunderstanding of how bodies decompose. As a corpse’s skin shrinks, its teeth and fingernails can appear to have grown longer. And as internal organs break down, a dark “purge fluid” can leak out of the nose and mouth. People unfamiliar with this process would interpret this fluid to be blood and suspect that the corpse had been drinking it from the living. (Read “Archaeologists Suspect Vampire Burial; An Undead Primer.”)

She told Alexander about everything starting from her uncle's miserable mental health, the missing of Aunt Stella, the phone call she got with his number, her visit to the haunted house, the fakir's rescue, voices and growls of the monster which she often hears in her head. Alexander was speechless noting his 'would be' wife's mental health. He obviously did not believe in sorcery or black magic that Amara had talked about. No educated youth would believe in such sick practices. He decided to consult a psychitriast but was this entirely Amara's psychic sickness or indeed an evil power was looming around her? The growling voice he heard on the phone? Was it just an illusion?

“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

There was also the time she had spilled her bottle of lube everywhere-that had taken over an hour to clean off her hardwood floors. Sighing, she rubbed her lower belly, still a little sore from earlier. It had been her best orgasm in recent memory. Her strange infatuation with monster fantasies had begun as a teen, when she had seen Bram Stoker's Dracula. The young girl Lucy had been lured to the garden, where a beast-like Dracula fucked her while sucking her blood. It had sparked something in Beth she could never speak of to her friends, or even future lovers. It was something so primal, yet forbidden.

I feel of kind a goosebumps so I just walk back and proceed to continue what learning task I'm doing. I'm pretty sure that I'm the only one here but why I heard someone calling my name but when I arrived to that place where shout came from, no one's around. Phycology facts tells that if you heard someone calling you but the real is no one's actually calling is a sign of a good brain health. I don't believe in such of urban legend. I'm one of the top admirer of science. I won't never believe about ghost and vampire and so many more theorems of stupidity.

I crept over to the sounds, tiptoeing into a thin gap through which I could peek into a big hall. I heard a snarling grunt out of nowhere. Instantly, chills rushed down my spine, and every strand of hair on my body lifted. The grunt reminded me of the Lycans, or perhaps just cannibals like me? I couldn't find my way. To my horror, footsteps - Dryad footsteps - echoed from not far away. Once more, I glanced into the crack. I peered inside the crack and witnessed something incredible. My pupils dilated.

Sean excitedly started the session, "Heyya, everyone! Welcome back to the CreepyHells Channel. Oh my god! You won't believe where we are now. Guess! Where are we?!" @kluk_44 [Hi, guys!] @riya_frejy [Wow! You in a new place again?] @user_3345 [I hope this session is better than last week.] "Yeah! We're in an abandoned house in Minnesota. You must know the rumors about this house, right?" Elly continued. "Alright. I don't think we need to explain much, since most of you already know the story about this house. Should we go straight in?" Eiden said.

Every corner had adorned with rubber rats, hairy hanging spiders, fake spiderwebs, candles, orange and black garland, black bats on strings, paper skeletons, fake headstones, coffins, black fabric draped on the walls and furniture, black and orange balloons, and strings of orange light. The place is well conditioned by recorded sound effects such as: howling, cackling, creaking, laughter, moaning, wind blowing, bats screeching, chains rattling, people laughing, the rustle of costumes, music, glasses clinking, people talking, doorbell ringing, people running up and down the stairs and a yell of a victim from a gruesome killing. It caters to creepy designs of foods such as a head in a plate, w

Sofia laughed, "This is really something out of the movies. Sergio appealed - You, Sofia, can be more stubborn than your mother. -What amazes me most, Dad, is that you believe in optical illusions more than in what your eyes saw. Silence was the answer. For now. On the other side of town in a Victorian style house, on a queen size bed, Malvina researches in her notebook everything about the latest cases involving possible creatures, and what she sees and reads does not please her at all. There are several cases in which people claim to have seen the 'hairy beasts with steel claws'; others speak of the blood-eyed creatures; not to mention the photos of footprints of unusual size for wolves. T

"He just got off the phone with me and told me he found more bodies." That had me blinking in surprise. It was uncommon for humans to get mixed up in supernatural business—enough that it got them killed, at least. We didn't tend to like dealing with humans since they were more high-strung and flighty. Definitely a coping mechanism from the stone ages that hadn't been bred out of them yet. Then again, maybe it was for the better, seeing as how they were weak as shit in comparison. "Where were they?" "D.C." Jeffery leaned forward and sifted through a few files on his desk.