Creepypasta Family Novels & Stories

Toying with someone's mind and keeping them in my palm was what hooked me. When I was in school, I chose to live in the dorms whenever possible, just to shape the people around me. The dorm I lived in during middle school was never at peace. Sudden injuries and even deaths kept happening. I drifted among them, watching their families weighed down by pain, guilt, and grief, and I felt a rush like nothing I had felt before. When we were assigned dorm rooms in college, the moment I first saw Jacob, I knew that he was just like me, a natural-born sociopath. But he was my prey.

CHAPTER 15 Slouching Towards Bethlehem Jon came back to the beginning. For eighty one days, the beast was fed. Crixen Runeburner, in human flesh, ate, drank, fucked, and shit in the mausoleum below Goodleburg Cemetery. All the cousins below, several hundred of the St. Fond family, continued non-stop until they were hollowed-out zombies, merely a shell for their magical egos.

After hearing Mom’s words, Nathan recoiled from me as if I carried a plague. Turning to the other media and bystanders, he raised his voice. "This is a family matter. We shouldn’t interfere. Her parents and husband are all OB-GYNs. Three doctors wouldn’t misdiagnose the fetus together. And if there really were an issue, the police would’ve resolved it at the station already. We’re talking about an unborn child here. Don’t stir up gossip or feed on someone’s tragedy." With that, he waved for his team to leave. His parting glance at me was laced with pure loathing.

“Someone mind filling me in? Who's the Family, the mob?” Darian scoffed. “I wish. At least they have honor. The Family is the original line of hunters.” “Hunters? As in the werewolf hunters Victor and Ulric are tracking?” “Wolves, vampires, ghosts, zombies,” he said, giving her a look. “They go after anything supernatural. If it has a beating heart, they stop it. If it's dead—” “They make it permanently dead,” interrupted Brendan. “They used to be serious business, but for the past few decades, their leader has been wearing their balls around his neck.”

To get back at the impostor who steals Mom and Dad's love, I transfer to his school and unseat him as valedictorian. Henry Hefford retaliates on the day of our SAT exams. After secretly tearing up his own admission ticket, he bursts into tears and frames me for it. Mom and Dad immediately believe him. As punishment, they force me to give up my place at Dreston University and spend another year repeating senior year with Henry. For the entire year, they treat me like an outcast in my own home. I'm forced to eat separately from the family, forbidden from speaking up when I'm bullied at school, and not even allowed to celebrate my birthday. When Henry finally completes his exams, I think

Last time: While on a family camping trip, the Campbells took some energy pills with some strange and memorable side effects: uncontrollable pissing followed by uncontrollable fucking. Mom with son. Dad with daughter. Brother with sister. After a full day of debauchery, the family thought that they finally had things under control. The next morning, however, they went right back at it. Worse, this time strangers caught the horny household in the act. Can the Campbells escape their raging desires before things get even worse? Spoiler Alert: No. No, they cannot.

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.

Said Andre, trying to remember the case he had handled. “Yes, that's what I'm thinking. This case is the family who asked to be closed, then suddenly their family members want this case to be reopened, as if there is something wrong. " Said Randy making patterns on a piece of tissue with a pen. "Okay tomorrow we discuss this case with the chairman." Said Andre finishing the rest of his coffee. *** Sunny morning adorns the clouds above the sky, blowing a cool breeze to the bottom of the earth. Miska walked down the garden behind her house, she saw her parents sitting staring at the view around her house.

“Your father, Orfeo, is the head of a family of vampires that stem from the ancient ones of Ambrogio.” Emily stared at Aunt Maureen as if she had just freakin’ lost her mind. “Vampires.” She repeated what her aunt had told her. Aunt Maureen’s head nod confirmed she was correct. “And let me guess, Zach and his family are werewolves and are in some big longtime interspecies paranormal feud.” Emily couldn’t believe her aunt wanted her to believe this bullshit.

It was a fully equipped lab and had everything they needed to be able to run tests on the different creatures they came across. The AAPI didn’t just approach the preternatural from a scientific angle, but an occult one as well. Their extensive library was the envy of all practitioners and every occult faculty member in North America. It helped that The AAPI had been in operation in various forms since the dawn of creation. Where ever anything preternatural popped up, a member of the Anderson family was not far behind it. Once upon a time, the Anderson family was numerous, spanning all across the world.