Creepy Grinch Novels & Stories

His palm was broad and his fingers strong. I looked at his outstretched hand, then up at his face that was so close. For a moment, my mind went blank. Everything had happened too quickly and unexpectedly. 'Mom, hurry up and give Dad your hand!' The little one shouted anxiously in my mind. 'Stop spacing out! He's so cool! Look at this entrance! This presence! My stupid uncle and his woman are both pale now!" I came back to myself and forced down all the thoughts I was having in my heart before gently placing my hand in his.

"Her chuckle at my question worries me. "Grim is the leader of the underworld he takes souls that are evil. He will be thrilled to get them, "she looks at the scene of Roman and Amver as she begs for him to come to her. I feel a movement and look behind the moon goddess as a huge man steps into view. "Hello beautiful," he winks at me, and I quickly blush and look down. "Grim, stop teasing her she is pregnant and belongs to Roman",his chuckle makes me jump.

Mount Grinch was a powerful Orthodox. It had countless disciples. When the disciples of Mount Grinch saw that the Blademaster of Mount Grinch was killed, they shivered in fear. They dared not even breathe. Thea also saw Grinch get killed. Once Grinch was killed, the Mountain Formation shattered. Thea took the opportunity to walk out of the time formation. “Honey.” Thea walked over to James hurriedly. She appeared before him and hugged him. “You’re safe now.”

“Let’s take it out.” The second I lifted the skeleton from the box, a scream echoed across the graveyard. I jerked up and my head snapped to Allen, but the scream didnt come from him. It came from the corrupted creature on the ground next to us. I had forgotten it was even there because of how quiet it had been. But now, it was shaking violently near the treeline. It thrashed on the ground, limbs twitching like they were trying to tear themselves free, and smoke curled off its blackened skin.

A greedy, hungry sound. These things hiding in the smoke stood and reached, feasting on the body that lay trapped by age and sickness and sleep. Umbra waited, quiet as a mouse, as they kneeled and bent. Steps from her, Gran’s housecoat was lifted as they laid their hands on her body before more teeth bit and more tongues licked and more mouths sucked and more lips kissed. Her knees, her legs. The pale skin around her belly button. Her sagging boobies. Heads even pushing close to her super-duper secret private place. Lips spreading and jaws stretching and throats swallowing as her strength, her energy, her health was eaten. All she was, everything except her actual body, her life, being bit a

The words came from the mouth of a man who stank of alcohol and his graying hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat. He leered at Gianna, swaying slightly on his feet. “What's a pretty little thing like you doing out here all alone?” Gianna's skin crawled as if a thousand spiders had decided to throw a rave on her body. She took a step back, hands raised in a universal ‘back the fuck off’ gesture. But Drunk and Creepy wasn't taking the hint. He lurched forward, grabbing Gianna's hand with fingers that felt like overcooked sausages.

The laughter seemed to echo through the room, lingering in the air like a sinister specter. Gradually, the laughter subsided, and a cold voice replaced it, seeping into my ears like icy tendrils. Each word was laced with an eerie calmness, making my heart skip a beat. "Are you not scared of making deals with the grim reaper?" the voice taunted. "I'm afraid that I charge my talent fee pretty high. Can you even afford it?"

A high-pitched, gut-wrenching screech pierced my ears. Standing just inside the door to his hoarder's lair, the Erelim was shrieking, as his many eyes surveyed the chaos of the Vaults. He looked bigger than he had before. Gone was the frail-looking old man, now his bulk filled the doorway in which he stood, his head touching the top of the frame, as if he'd just consumed the Eat Me cake from Alice's crazy world. Glaring at Ethan, he opened his mouth wide and screamed, and on his tongue, another eye appeared, a bloodshot eyeball protruding from the saliva-drenched pink flesh.

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...