Creepy Stuff Novels & Stories

She just saw blood. "Chris! Chris!!" She cried, but no one answered. She was about to call him again, but she suddenly froze because she felt like someone was breathing on her neck, she slowly turned and was terrified by what she saw, it was in that moment that she realized they weren't dealing with a human. His face was really creepy, and his skin was kinda greyish. His eyes were plain white and his lips looked like it had almost been chewed up. He smelled like something that had died a long time ago. The sight before Alexa made her want to throw up. She screamed and tried to run from him but he pulled her from her hair and was dragging her towards the garage. She kept screaming, crying, sc

hskk. “What is that sound?..” the surroundings were quiet, but I could hear a sound as if something was cracking 3:00 am At exactly 3 am, a strange black shadow suddenly appeared in the corner of her room! “Who are you? What are you doing here in my GF’s room !?” the shape of the shadow slowly formed and gave the appearance of a large hairy man. “A Kapre!!” (Kapre is a Filipino horror myth that appears like a person with a hairy body and a face of an ancient people)

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.

Daisy continued, "Off something high, I don't know what a building maybe. There were things below, not people. Something wrong with them Moving wrong sounds wrong.” Sera's blood went cold. "What kind of things?” she asked carefully, already knowing the answer before Daisy said it. "I don't know how to describe them," Daisy said. "Like they used to be people but weren't anymore. Rotting Snarling, I've never even seen a movie with anything like that, Sera. I don't understand where my brain even got that image from.” Sera kept her expression carefully still even as everything inside her went tight and cold.

Soft groans echoed around the room. Bodies draped over one another. Skeletal deformities. Whimpers and last gasps before death took hold. Black mist blanketed the ground. Tendrils snaked over and under the corpses at her feet. Tangled in the cold stench of death.

Don’t ask me questions, OK? “Hmm…. Lemme see” I said, "cause i don’t trust those vampires." I frowned. There are 3 things i hate on this planet: Rogues, Liers and VAMPIRES!!! I don’t know why the moon goddess created those creatures, geez! Carl took out a white packet and placed some of it in a straight line on a dish. I sniffed it…. Damn! It was good. How the heck did they get their hands on stuff like this?

Lim, however, lying motionlessly, with his forehead bleeding and the bruises on his neck, worsen. --------- Izzat squinted his eyes in wonder. What the heck is that ugly thing? He saw a creepy old lady suspiciously hovering around Lim, his classmate. The old lady's cackling laughter made Izzat feel goosebumps all over his body. Hah... Why is this college being haunted by something sinister? Why do the things he encountered here carry very dark energy and grievances? Most of the evil spirits here are really malicious, and their malevolence level is lethal. If those being at this level attacked humans, the consequence is deadly.

It looked like a werewolf, but its proportions were all wrong—too long, too lean, its claws like obsidian daggers. It was a Creeper—a rogue wolf that had spent so long away from human form that it had devolved into something monstrous. They were the boogeymen of the pack, the things mothers warned their pups about. The creature prowled toward her, its breath a foul-smelling mist in the cold air. It stood over her, its shadow swallowing her whole. "You smell of the Silver Poison," the creature rumbled, leaning down until its wet snout was inches from her face. "And the stench of a Broken Bond. You are a carcass already, little bird. Why do you still breathe?"

I took a breather, took the hair rope off my head and tied it to my leg, thinking of getting up and climbing out, but the touch under my hand was strange, like something like clothes, and a sticky feeling, and I just didn't notice the smell around me, and now there's a smell in the air - a disgusting stench. A weak moonlight shone down, and I finally saw the "thing" underneath me, it was a corpse! No! It was a few people stacked together, and the hole was not a wooden spike, it was some animal or human bones! the white bones in the moonlight shine looks incomparably weird and creepy. "ah!!!!!!!!!!"

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.