Creepy Old Man Novels & Stories

While his father was counting some money to pay the driver for his service, after they had unloaded the luggage from the car's booth, an old man in his late sixties came out from the hut. As the old man was approaching them, he was grinning like he had white teeth, which he did not. "Ewww," he muttered, on seeing his rotten and brown teeth. "I've been expecting and anticipating your arrival." The old man said, as he gently walked closer to them. Alex quickly observed the man, as he approached them. The man is a short and dark person, with grey hair and an unkempt grey beard. He walked bending like a person with a hunchback, due to his age, which is normal.

Although, I highly doubt it is a man at all, rather something that merely looks like one. Matter of fact, the minute he opens his mouth and speaks, I know that he is not human at all. Instead, he is a vampire and when he says what he says, I am not surprised at all. “My name is Elder Andrei. I am the oldest vampire of us all. I have come because I feel that there has been too much blood shed and there is something I would like to discuss with you before this all carries on. Shall we?” He stands up and gestures for me to place my hand in his so we can go for a walk and discuss this further.

Creed's eyeball frantically shook in the sockets when he saw an old man blocking their paths. The glistening black tux worn by this old man and his gray beard couldn't be more dandy. He had black hair but his temples seemed to have lost the natural pigmentation, giving the signs of old age catching up to him. A vitalizing elegance dripped from every pore of his skin. However, Creed's attention was light years away from his outer appearance. The only thought that came to his mind right now was 'Death''.

Cornelius hooked an eyebrow challengingly. “That mad woman?” The old man fell back with an exaggerated look of horror. “Is she still alive? “Who is asking after me?” Zelda loitered, her head still held high in a dignified manner. “Aahhh… now I can really see ghosts.” The old man screamed feigning fear and jumped up from his position on the ground and ran to hide behind the trio. He forgot to keep his weak and elderly persona as he ran faster than the soldiers on the drill ground… forgetting his trusted staff.

my lips parted as I watched the old man pay respect for Damon. "You can stand up...Grandpa," I blinked twice when I heard Damon mention Grandpa. Grandpa? I stared at the old man. The old man has white hair, a bit tall but Damon is still taller, the old man has heavenly eyes, and he definitely has the handsomeness of his youth because you can see his manly body even though he’s old. "You didn't tell me you're going to visit, Alpha," the old man said. "I'm sorry it's a sudden visit. I just want to stroll around with my wife," Damon replied. The old man immediately turned to me and smiled widely. He bowed in respect to me.

He laughed, “as fiery as her.” Let me go! I wanted to scream, but his grip on me was so tight it made me unable to fight him. “What does the old man see in humans? Why is he obsessed with pathetic creatures like you?" He asked as his hold tightened until I was certain that my death was near.

He was quite an old man, looking almost the same age as Jane. " Uh... well. He comes all the time. Says he can't do without his wife. Claims his wife calls out to him when he sleeps. He's a creepy man. Always coming around to have sex with his dead wife. Obsession kills, doesn't it?" The guard began to dig the soil and pour it into the dug grave. " I hate him, he messes everything up for me. I always have to hold a spear and cover the grave instead of sleeping. Oh God, no one pities an old man, eh?"

His face was not visible, so, Soheila could not figure out who was this old man. His figure was not the same as the librarian and so is his voice. Soheila gazed at the old man who passed her hiding spot. The librarian can still stand straight while this old man had a hunchback or round back. “I know you're hiding somewhere. Come out, dear...” The old man said in a creepy crack voice. His head was roaming around the library. He went to the shelf where Soheila was at. (Congratualions, you knew I was hiding. It's good that I haven't got some books yet.)

"But, I don't feel safe... this mountain gives me goosebumps." "Come on, it's just the cold," Rhye grumbled, and the brightness of the flashlight increased. "... is this enough?" "I think so." Then Lily breathed in. A massive, half-naked old man with dark long hair appeared ahead of them. The man grumbled and smiled. "Al-I mean, sir, sorry to keep you waiting. Some issues with the elderly…" he paused when Rhye scowled, "...I'll get your luggage." Just like that...

I saw his face clearly, he was quite old in fact! He looked at me with a scary smile. Instantly, I fell to the ground. For some reason, my energy seemed to disappear when I saw his gaze. My body is also shaking and cold. "What do you want from me?!" I shouted loudly, returning the old man's sharp gaze. "I told you, that I just wanted to take the thing my son gave you!" he answered. "I don't know your son! I didn't take anything from him either! Let me go!" Unknowingly, my tears flowed naturally. I trembled with fear. "GET OFF ME QUICK!" I shouted louder.