Creepy Shrek Novels & Stories

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.

Each drop sends ripples of dread coursing through her veins as if the darkness itself whispers its threats in response to her fear. From the shadows, the monster finally reveals itself—a twisted creature born from nightmares, part wolf and part shadow, with glowing yellow eyes that pierce through the gloom. It circles her, the sinewy muscles rippling beneath its darkened fur, giving life to the terrifying grace of its movements. As it prowls, something within her stirs—a whisper of recognition, an echo of the pack's curse that coils around her heart like the tendrils binding her.

Shrieks of torment echoed endlessly, their piercing cries clawing at his sanity. From the shadows emerged figures, their forms grotesque and malformed, their hollow eyes gazing at him with contempt and a sadistic hunger. Kayziel's blood ran cold despite the sweltering heat. His body trembled as the figures closed in and began to laugh. It was then he felt the warm liquid running down his legs. Trembling, he lowered his head, his eyes going wide at the sight of his soiled robes. He couldn't believe it. Was he that scared?

" I tried to keep on walking hoping that I saw someone but as I'm walking farther I have noticed that there is someone following me. "who was there! show yourself don't act like a coward monster" I shout and then I look everywhere trying to find who is That's someone who follows me but still nothing I couldn't see anything other than trees and plants. A walk again but there was someone held my feet and I fall to the ground after that my hand was been held by someone or should I say vines of the trees, They were moving like a true alive monster in the form of trees. I wiggle and struggle but the creeper was holding me so tight.

Digging deep into her flesh. She let out a muffled cry. "Shhh...dont make a sound .Or the dog wouldn't be able to make a sound anymore." I blackmailed her, suddenly my thoughts turned completely psychic. A creepy smile made its way and I m sure my eyes should have turned dark as new moon night. The idea of making her bow in front,suddenly pleased my heart. Now I wanted nothing just her to beg for my mercy. I looked at her with expression suddenly turned evil, I knew by now she got my intention .As I felt back of her hairs stand up and her heart beat suddenly turned even .She blinked her eyes but the trembling of her feet was something I could feel.

"That journey shall be too perilous, though the path is the shortest." "What are the Drekavac?" this time Ruslan asked. "Drekavac, or the screamers. They are furry canine human-like forest demons with a spindle-thin body and impossibly long claws. Horrible, horrible creatures, those Drekavac, I tell you," said the owl. "Our time is running out," the princess said. "The solstice is getting nearer and we can't linger anymore."

Emma willed her legs to move as she felt around for a wall. She hadn’t been able to see much of anything when she had first entered the crypt, and now that she was sealed in, she was surrounded by a stygian darkness. She bumped into something solid and stone-like, and immediately crouched down on the floor in a fetal position. Her body shook, her lips trembled and her mind conjured creepy-crawlies, fantastic monsters, and demons of all shapes and sizes. And they came, one and all in full force, to crawl over her skin, to nip and paw at her, and to literally pull her to pieces.

I never realized how peaceful humans look when they are in the depths of deep slumber. Just by looking at one you would think all well within the world, and maybe it is but not in my world. As I watch Sky sleep I realize two things, one being that I have finally embraced the fact that I'm a nonhuman and the other is that for the first time in my life I am truly scared. For the last few days all I have been feeling this intense fear, gut wrenching fear that at any moment one of the demons after me would come and kill the love of my life. Hence why I have been watching him sleep and basically following him around for days now.

“I think we’d better hurry.” Ru was walking already and Lyric’s words didn’t cause her to pause, but she did raise an eyebrow before asking, “Why is that?” “Just a feeling.” Before Ru could comment, there was a scurrying sound up in the loft area. Ru stopped and looked up. Across the ceiling, a black shadow began to creep. The form reminded her of a large lizard, but this one had two heads. “What the hell is that?” “That… is a Creeper,” Lyric replied, stepping up beside her. “And where there’s one, there’s a thousand.”

"No, I mean after the other really weird mystical gangbang you've had recently." Shamira gave the girl a frown. "Sarcasm doesn't become you." The she grinned and said, "I'm actually doing fine." "That was some weird shit. You fantasize about that stuff a lot?" Shamira shook her head. "I hadn't thought about that in a long time," she admitted. "I remember seeing this really creepy japanime flick called 'Curse of the Overfiend' or something like that once. I hated that none of the girls in those movies actually consent, but --" She paused. "This is going to sound sick, but the whole thing with tentacles . . . this unstoppable thing that just fucked you until you couldn't take it anymore just g