Creepy Funny Novels & Stories

Surely it had been human once, alive and breathing, but now, it was a parody of humanity, a force of utter filth, borne of hatred and malice. She laughed bitterly, exposing rotten teeth.So close was she that Mrs Feeney could smell the scent of death on her.How long had her mortal remains been buried, for it to have the smell of grave rot in her spirit form? “So, old woman, you can see me?Truly an interesting turn of events.Tell me, are you the one protecting her?” “I owe you no explanation,”Mrs Feeney replied more forcefully.“You do not belong in this world!” She took a few steps closer and Mrs Feeney could see her more clearly.

I cried out in alarm, clutching my stomach with both hands. “What is it?” I heard Lucien's voice as he asked in a panic but I did not even have the energy to answer him. I just rolled around the sofa and almost fell down and without warning, darkness engulfed me. … “Haha, watch me eat your baby?” a creepy voice sounded, making my hair stand on my body. “I guess that she will be very delicious.” The creepy voice continued. I was in the dark so I could not see whatever thing that was talking. It sometime had the voice of a woman while sometimes that of a man, it was hard to tell what it was exactly.

“Yeah. Of course. “ I clear my throat and wave my phone in the air. “Memes. “ She continues to give me a weird look and I bow my head as I walk into the hallway, hissing under my breath. I stride toward the room we usually meet and my heart starts beating too fast as I arrive before the door. I blow out a breath and smooth a hand down my chest repeatedly before I grab the knob and turn it. Halfway through, the door opens itself and I yelp as Alex snatches me in. He pins me against the wall, his hands immediately resting on my waist, and I find myself giggling. “What’s funny?” His voice is low in the slightly darkened room and I shake my head. “I have no idea. “ “Alright. I’ll give you someth

“Now, now, don’t look so worried. I just want a quiet word, that’s all.” I pushed my way through the men. “Well, I’ll be off then.” “Wait a minute,” said Ween. “This is official Army business. You’ll have to wait until we’re done.” “No, I won’t. You can do what you want, but it’s got nothing to do with me, so out of the way, Crunchy.” Roly-poly Crunchy who enjoyed a joke and a laugh was not coming out to play. Instead, I had his evil twin Corporal Creepy staring me down.

Cherie How can happiness be so fleeting? From being happy and content one second, to terrified the next. The beast in front of me snarls, its golden eyes pinning me with a look that sends bile rising up to my throat. I don’t know how one would describe the scent of death perfectly, but this monster is the embodiment of the word. It’s incredibly taller, even taller than Creed or Alpha Kai, covered in black fur, and standing on two legs. With claws the size of a grown man’s full hand, sickly yellow eyes, and scars littered all over its body, I know this is Creed’s Lycan.

How comforting. Creep. Oh, darling your have no idea. Me. Never call me that again-_- Creep. What? Darling? Oh that? Okay. Darling ;) Me. Stop -_- Creep. Only because I care:) Me. Look, I have to go. Creep. Okay:) I'll be watching. Me. Did you really have to remind me of that? Creep. I couldn't resist. Me. Oh, joy-_- Creep. Okay later:)

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

"No, I have asked 5." "Well, it feels like 100." "Because my questions make sense, you exhausted yours with stupid questions." Questions like; Have you ever thought of going blonde? What do you think about pizza? Do you smell your feet?. "I haven't exhausted my question, I have 2 more questions left." "How do you feel about death?" I asked. "Geez, are you trying to make me sad or what?" "Just answer, Creep." "Inevitable." I waited for him to add more to the known word.

The werewolf howling at the moon growling baying, softly croons, a clown I think might be a goon, the wicked hour coming soon, cackling witches laugh & snicker spirits run & candles flicker demons plot, giggle... ... snicker, rubbing hands, they fight & bicker, Hehehe... I must admit their kinda spooky Some are cute and kinda kooky, To me look like a bunch of groupies, Ha ha, good one poet! Oh, well thanks! I give my stick another flick, I guess I gotta few more tricks!? as fires dance in flaming licks,

FREAKY AFTER DARK: CONTENT WARNINGS What You're About To Read This collection doesn't do safe. It doesn't do vanilla. If you're looking for paranormal romance where the monsters are basically humans with extra features, keep scrolling. Freaky After Dark is unapologetically filthy paranormal erotica where supernatural beings act like the feral, dominant, possessive creatures they actually are. These stories are designed for readers who've been waiting for monster romance that actually commits to the monster part.