Creepy Things To Say Novels & Stories

It's a sure thing now for me. "Seriously, I loved creepy stuff back then but Hunter does not feel the same. If you want to scare him, talk about ghosts. They are his weaknesses," he said. I took a glance at Hunter. He is still in a deep sleep. I can't help but smile when I see him, we have different kinds of weakness. "You should sleep now, we need to be early tomorrow." It was like magic since he said it. I already felt my eyes closing and my mind walking in the place where I can think of anything, I just let myself drown in an endless way.

The laughter seemed to echo through the room, lingering in the air like a sinister specter. Gradually, the laughter subsided, and a cold voice replaced it, seeping into my ears like icy tendrils. Each word was laced with an eerie calmness, making my heart skip a beat. "Are you not scared of making deals with the grim reaper?" the voice taunted. "I'm afraid that I charge my talent fee pretty high. Can you even afford it?"

A silent symphony of chaos. Low growls ripple through the air, deep and guttural, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. The haunting howl of wolves echoes through the streets. The spine-chilling screeches of vampires slicing through the silence. And the almost imperceptible hum of witches, their presence felt but never seen. The city is alive with the creatures of dark, a living, breathing entity, and we’re racing right through the heart of it all.

Seated at the rooftop of her house Cassandra stared at the skyline of New Orleans for the millionth time and, again the same thought plagued her mind, ‘Darkness bounds within her; Andrea says it’s destructive, yet she’s a human, not a ghost. If it consumed her in its cage, why doesn’t it kill her? … so, she can transform into a blood-sucking monster crawling people’s heart out and devour it until the last shred of it disappears.’ The noxious craving of death isn’t new nor old, it’s deceptive as the month of Halloween.

It was another case for the ages, a supernatural entity or something like that. Another kid emerged from the closet, Pullman gasped. It was the real Spencer. The fear was present in his eyes as he crawled over to him. The noises grew louder. Pullman stood up then ran to the window. They were on the second floor but it didn’t matter. He’d rather jump to his death or break a leg than die by something not of this world. “Now do you believe Dr. Freyman? I told him there was something here that looked just like me,” Spencer whispered.

“…drink the blood from her veins.” “Devour her screams…” ‘So not panicking.’ My frayed, weak laugh was contained to the mind-link. ‘Alright, I’m panicking a little. I’m like a fucking shrimp cocktail to these creeps!’ “Come here, little girl.” One crooned, it’s voice like violence. Like blood. Like death. “We can hear you breathing.” ‘Say nothing, poison. You hear me? Keep that mouth of yours shut or there will be hell to pay later.’

Jess just stood there as if her legs didn't work as the stranger reached out and smelt her hair. "Hey! What the hell are you doing you CREEP!" Jackie yelled as she ran over. "Let's go Jess." Jackie pulled her by the arm and they rushed for the door. Jess could hear the guy talking to himself as he watched them leave, "Such a pretty girl, I'm gonna getcha pretty girl." Jess noticed that he was missing a few teeth when he smiled at her through the storefront window. "What a creep, what the hell was wrong with that guy? He was probably some kind of pedophile. Why did you even let him close enough to touch you?" Jackie went on rambling as Jess sat in silence.

Look at all this creepy weird looking creatures" "Breath uwana breath all of this is fake. There is no such things as ghost, no such things as vampires or werewolves ... No such things, so just breath and let's enjoy this. " "Okay okay no such things phew. Well in that case let sit up front so we can get a good view." "That's the spirit 'Mavis Dracula'" "Right back at you Rebelle or should I say brave"

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 cliche 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."

Other strange-looking creatures she couldn’t make out through the dark but assumed were demons. Thea couldn’t get a read off any of them. “None of those things are alive,” Thea whispered. “I can’t sense their intentions or influence them. I’m useless here. I can’t even tell how many there are.” “Looks to be thousands already,” Conri said. “Tens of thousands,” Xavier said. “Is it me, or is the room expanding?” Cam said quietly. “The walls are moving farther away to accommodate the army of dead creatures,” Chris said. “The laws of physics do not apply here.”