Creepy Shrek Novelas e Histórias

The golden manes were now shredded and in place stood a furless pale creature with red eyes and jagged teeth. Crawlers? That is what they reminded me of, A more animalistic version of Orion’s Crawlers. The creatures attempted to growl at me but instead of something deep and menacing, it was a screech that sent a shiver down my spine, piercing every single nerve ending and shaking my very core.

Maggots called on the puddles, and it was such a terrible sight that Sylvie almost threw up on the spot. If a veteran tomb explorer would feel sick about that, one could imagine how creepy the monster was. However, creepiness aside, it stood no chance against Frank—all he had to do was point at it, and it blew up. A scroll within flew out, and Frank pulled it toward himself with telekinesis and opened it.

The pain was harrowing but so was the toxic energy in this smothering chamber. Color instantly drained from her half dead face when her gaze swept over the creepy creature crawling on the edge of the white mattress. 'W-what's that?', she screamed disbelieving that he could attempt to get her stung by a lethal scorpion. 'My little baby, now yours too', he husked sliding his palm underneath her chin, sensually, erotically, gradually intimidating her into his psychotic game.

Out of curiosity, I opened one eye and right then and there. Jeng! Jeng! Jeng! "Aaarrrhhh!" "Aaaaaa!" Bruuugghhh! The sound of the audience's screams now echoed throughout this room. I screamed as loud as I could when I saw the creepy creature suddenly appear on the screen, its face looking very creepy with lips oozing blood. So shocked, my body immediately fell under the chair. I threw my popcorn somewhere. Cold sweat is now flooding my body. Fuck! Which lunatic made a scary movie like this! By God, if I meet the director, I will strangle him!

he shrugged, and shone the light on another lump. Maitreyah swallowed bile with effort as the light shone upon the corpse of a humanoid creature. It may have been human. Or maybe not. The species of the victim was undeterminable after having been flayed of its skin and drained of all its blood. He shone the light on other lumps, which proved to be other corpses of a multitude of species. All of them both flayed and desiccated. Then... something moved. Maitreyah shone the light on the movement. A fur lined bag couch, from which a figure arose with silent hostility evident in its every nuance of posture. "Vampire," Shakilah breathed, and Maitreyah had no difficulty associating the creature wit

Lucas had been gone for hours, leaving me to the not so careful ministrations of Magda. The wart nosed witch who I had clobbered over the head with a candlestick. She was hunched forwards with a permanent hunchback and cloudy milky white eyes signalling that her eyesight was diminished with cataracts. She almost looked like she had taken a step out of a Greek mythology book and was actually one of the fabled grey sisters, who determined all living creatures fate. Perhaps she was, all myths derived from elements of truth. Any second now she was going to pull out a pair of rusty old scissors and cut my life cord into two. I held back a giggle at the thought.

Foam gathers at the corner of her mouth. Then I hear the roar. No. Not just a roar. That roar. My heart freezes. I know that sound. The ground trembles as the shuck rips through everyone in its way. Its monstrous form tearing across the field. Daylight makes its fur look more like smoke than shadow. Dark oil slick skin, twisted fur that moves like fog, and those eyes—burning red. Hungry. I’ve never seen a shuck in daylight. And now I wish I hadn’t.

“We’re gonna teach this fucker a lesson.” I lowered the LED a few inches and spotted the disgusting thing crawling up the wall. I could try several paragraphs of description, and you will think I should’ve just said it looked like Gollum and save everybody time. So yeah, that’s what it looked like. “A crawler?” I said mockingly. “You fucking roach are the infamous Skippy?” The dark thing tried to sneak into the door to Quaker Hall basement, but I aimed my LED at the doorway, making it crawl back and up toward the ceiling.

"Why are we in a forest, Rain? This place is creepy! Argh! What is that?! Is that a frog?! Oh my God! I swear if that disgusting thing will come closer to me, that thing is dead! I swear! Ahh! Get it off me! Get it off me!" Greka shrieked. "Would you just shut your mouth Greka?! And that's just an adorable frog, that thing can't harm you jeez," I rolled my eyes at her.

Kai could see giant catfish with glowing eyes, eels that could spit lightning, and even a few krakens swimming lazily by. But Kai was not afraid. He knew that he was the alpheno werewolf, and he had the power of God within him. He drew on that power now, and his body transformed. His fur turned a deep black, and his muscles bulged with newfound strength. He grew fangs and claws, and his eyes glowed with a feral light. Kai dove deeper into the lake, his senses heightened. He could feel the presence of the supreme king, a powerful and ancient creature that had ruled over the lake and its monsters for centuries. Kai swam towards the supreme king's lair, his heart pounding with excitement.