Creepypasta Eyeless Jack Novels & Stories

Still no answer But suddenly, they heard a creaking sound, and the door began to open. Theybacked away in fear, but they were too late A tall, thin figure emerged from the darkness. Its face was hidden by a hood, and its eyes were like two burning coals. It stepped towards them, its movements slow and deliberate. Rose and Jack were frozen in terror, unable to move The figure reached out a skeletal hand and grabbed Jack by the arm. He tried to pull away, but it was like being trapped in a vice

Fear consumed my thoughts, but I refused to succumb to despair. To my horror, Krystallo entered the room, his gaze filled with a disturbing mixture of desire and malice. His words dripped with an unsettling tone as he acknowledged my consciousness. "You're awake," he said, his voice laced with a sickening sensuality that sent chills down my spine. As Krystallo undressed, advancing towards me with malicious intent, a wave of revulsion washed over me. I knew I had to find a way to protect myself, to escape this nightmare that had become my reality.

After Ares left, I fell asleep with my fingers on the blood that was on the picture and I saw him but he wasn't alone this time. "I saw her MinT. All grown with her white hair and blue eyes." He said to the person in front of him. "Did she have the scar?" MinT questioned. The strange man looked at him like he was crazy. "of course she had the scar you dumbass. I, Kojune, am never wrong. I just need more time and then we'll strike. When we do, her Vampire Alpha won't be able to save her." Kojune said with a sneer on his face. "And why's that?"MinT asked looking even more clueless. "Because then I would have the potion th-" Kojune was saying before he turned to his right.

When I go to stand back up to find somewhere to hide, I’m thrown backwards into a tree, hitting my head. I groan and let my vision come to focus. My head begins to throb as I sit up and I notice I am nowhere near the fight. A hooded figure comes to view, I try to stand but stumble from dizziness. The hooded figure gets closer and lets out a horrid screech. I start gasping as a blue wisp starts to come from my parted lips and I feel as if my energy is being drained. Right before darkness consumes me, I see those purple eyes with gold flecks.

One moment I was hugging Bella and Ellie, and the next moment, Dawson - the fucker, was hoisting Ellie off the ground and running away with her into the deep forest. After the twins gave me the bracelet as a gift, we all walked together back to the table, with Nadia and Bella beside me, and Ellie holding on to Nadia. We were almost at the table when Ellie blurted out something I hope I would never hear too soon from either of the twins - that they smell their mate. "I think I smelled my mate the moment we came, but then the smell became faint, and then it was gone. Is it possible to hallucinate a smell?" She asked in a low voice.

I was trying not to shake with fear at the thought of what we had unleashed. “She will come for us all,” I whispered, repeating my thoughts aloud to no one in particular. I took a last look back and saw her glowing green eyes, an inferno burned in her orbs, her naked body drenched in the blood of our men, making her look God-like. That growing fear began ringing through me all the more, vibrating through my bones like a warning of what was to come. “Maybe,” Jack said. How he could not be afraid of what he just saw was beyond me.

“Yes, but we’ve drugged him enough to keep him out for a while.” “How was he?” “Disoriented, as expected.” “Could he remember anything?” “No.” I wasn’t surprised. It was worth a shot. “What color were his eyes?” Naineeve blinked, as if confused. “I beg your pardon?” “What did his eyes look like?” She paused, brow furrowed. “Like, blood shot, you mean?” “Nevermind.” Deidre had been telling the truth. Naineeve would have noticed if Jack’s eyes had turned gold versus their normal dark brown color. That would be impossible to miss, and likely impossible to feign confusion about, too.

He could feel her scent in the room and he needed no one to tell him that the girl has taken control of his mind and soul. He pulled the maid towards him, kissing the nape of her neck and down to her chest. He pushed her to the bed and in the process tore off her dress. Without even thinking of worshiping her body first, he pounced straight into her with one word on his lips, Penelope. After laying with the maid, he placed his fangs on her neck, sucking every drop of blood from her body. He ordered the guards to dispose of the body of the maid and then washed his body changing into his night robe.

“What you’re doing is illegal.” “So is sucking the blood from innocent humans!” Jo retorted. “Or at least it used to be! Before President Crimsoncrotch and his cronies took office. Look. At. Me.” Slowly, the monster lowered his arm, revealing the steel grey eyes that assured Jo one pull of her trigger would end him. She didn’t hesitate. As he opened his eyes to make another plea for his life, her finger flinched, pulling back the tiny piece of metal that let fly a larger projectile, this one exploding between his eyes and leaving him staring into her own blankly for a half a second before he dissipated into a pile of black ash, mingled with piss.

Christopher asked, stirring what appeared to be a pot of spaghetti on the stove. Before Grace could answer, the back door came bursting in, shards of glass flying across the room, peppering the couple with fragments. Grace threw her hands in front of her face to protect her eyes. When she pulled her arms down, she began to scream. Looking into the maniacal steel gray eyes, there was no doubt in her mind now that Jack Carol and his brother were Vampires. * * *