Creepy Things To Say Novels & Stories

" Where did this monster go? C'mon out I'll pull your creepy eyes out for you, you would be beautiful without them" ..................... To be continued

The entire place was empty and as he pulled me into the elevator, I couldn't help but voice out my opinions. "Not to add this on the top of all the cliché you're sporting, but, did you bring here so you could kill me? I'm warning you, Stone. If I end up dead today, I'm never gonna let you breathe in peace. They say ghosts have superpowers. I'll use all of mine to summon all the vile, creepy creatures and deposit them in your cute body. Permanently. And you know what I'd put the most on your body? Giant, creepy spiders. The hairy, eight legged ones. In fact, I think I would be able to find some ten-legged ones as well. So be aware, Stone." He smirked at me. "So you think my body is cute, huh?

The host chuckled, masking a hint of envy in her voice. "Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted.

The whispers of rubbish filled my ears as I struggled to listen to what Khloe had to say. It felt like the voice which whispered was all around me. I couldn't hear anything other than whispers and from the ghost whisper sounds which I heard, nothing meaningful was to make for it. I tried to listen carefully to the voice note of Khloe but suddenly, out of the phone which I held, the following was said and this wasn't the voice of Khloe. "The doom of all man and all supernatural creatures is by the cause of your hand, you have plagued the world, John Ozais Screeman."

She states in an odd cheery tone. “Oh,” I reply, as it’s all I can manage to say. This place just keeps getting more charming by the second. Howlers or hellhounds will kill me, doors that open to nothing, stairs that go nowhere, and an endless maze of shit to figure out. Yeah, this place is so charming. I bet that it would be on any tourist must-see list. I mean, who doesn’t want to live in a creepy ass mansion surrounded by a forest full of creatures that want to kill you.

During her speech she appears to have lost control and turn— Click— “Can you believe the sheer power that animal has running through the city.” “I think the property damage alone is in the hundred thousands. And you said that was Ava— click— If werewolves exist what else is out there? Vampires? Fairies? Maybe even the chupacabra!” I hear a snort and chuckle behind me. I do not need to turn around to see that it is Grayson laughing at the new coverage. “They wished the chupacabra was a real thing. Would be better to blame a goat eating lizard than your next door neighbor for stealing your live stock.”

“And where there’s one, there’s a thousand.” Though she wanted to know what a Creeper was, Ru didn’t get the question out before the sound of a thousand fingernails scritching across chalkboards filled her ears and the shadows multiplied, the form of the Creeper suddenly lost in a stampede of similar shaped creatures who filled the spaces alongside it and began to scurry down the walls, their inky black shadow selves causing the darkness to blacken. “Are they… demons?” “Sort of,” Lyric replied. “Can I blast them?”

It sounded as though they were coming straight at him but luckily for him the cause of the snarling sounds were stopped by a strong massive iron bars on both side just as the hands of the snares stretches out to him with their eyes glowing red and their bodies darkened-rotten. “What are this?!” Node asked just as Peirce looked at his sides in awe. “I know a little knowledge about them. They’re called creepers, strange yet common beings infesting the Nymphs Kingdom as we speak, but this is weird, what are they doing in this part of the region?... Hmmm. Frankenstein with his ambition.” “Now do you still believe her? She’s luring us to a trap, maybe a push-button somewhere will do in opening up

The spirits whisper, "Devil's Backbone, Devil's Backbone, untimely." Sunny starts panicking as the room gets colder. The mirror then starts to shake on top of the fireplace, and she screams in terror. The spirits' whispers grow louder and more menacing, echoing through the room. Trembling, she clutches onto her blanket, feeling paralyzed with fear and uncertainty.

Zoe moans in frustration as she looks at me through teary eyes. “Me calling you a slut has nothing to do with my creepiness. And don't you call me Freak," I reply coldly. "You slut." “You…you really are a pain in the butt! And you’re seriously creepy! Why don’t you just die?!” she says with much more hurtful tone.