Creepypasta Sally Williams Novels & Stories

"Uh… Great, it's great! I just… I don't… Why did you go to this site?" "Well, I saw it in the browser history and saw that it was a web cam site, so… Is something wrong?" Terry was smiling, looking down at the floor. "No, nothing's wrong. I… Uh, just, uh… Didn't expect you to… Sally, this is a p**n site." Sally perked up and looked back at the screen. "Oh really? But I don't see any p**n. Where is it?" "So, I take it, you've never seen a site like this before?" Terry looked at Sally.

Everyone is given by the God of Life a total of 10 Lifetimes and once they use up all the lifetimes, they will then start their journey into Godliness, and start as a wandering soul. “I'm right, I am dead” she spoke as her head drooped and the usual glistening eyes turned dull, fully blending in with her current identity as a dead, lifeless, soul. She felt bad, but then she understood. She glanced at the woman in yellow lipstick, her face looked pretty decent, short bob hair, white long-sleeved shirt with three buttons open at the top. Her shirt was tucked inside a yellow pencil skirt and on her shoulder is an animal printed scarf. She heard that this woman is called Paisley.

ROGER WILLIS I couldn’t get myself to sleep at night and that’s mostly because I am locked in this claustrophobic prison of confusion. I couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation that I had with Mr. Lykaios at the clinic. He must be on crack or some shit when he mentioned those things about werewolves. What’s next? Witches and fairies? I don’t think so. I don’t intend on believing him at all. And then there’s Carmine Reid giving me these cryptic messages and she even said I smelled like a rotting dog. I know I didn’t take a shower yesterday because I was feeling awfully sick but those are very specific descriptions that I don’t think even matches how I smelled.

Sally finds following government guidelines a real mouthful. This story contains themes of non-consent sex, humiliation, abuse and other dark themes and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. The Cruise just began..... Enjoy. >>>> "You want me to suck it again already? Oh, shit. Well sit down then; I'll lock the door." Sally sighed as Lenny dropped his overweight shabby frame into her leather office chair. Having checked no-one was looking, she pulled the window blind down and secured the door.

Pable stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and stopped her, “They’re going to die if you keep this up. How are you supposed to make a deal with Cedric and Eddie, then? Don’t forget, you need them! “Are you going to let your plan go to ruins? You won’t get anything if they die. Cedric and Eddie will never let you go by then. So, are you going to keep beating them?” Sally slowly calmed down when she heard what he said. Grunting angrily, she tossed the baton to the ground. Then, she smiled, looked at the phone, and unmuted the video call. “Take what I want to Lumiere Mansion three days later. Do it at night and don’t play any tricks. All I have to do is lift my finger and your beloved ladies wil

Startled, Sally remembered that she had looked up a novel online while bored during her night shift. She had bookmarked the tab on her computer so it would be easier for her to locate it again… The woman’s face turned red as she rushed over and closed the tab on her computer. Elijah lounged in the chair as he gazed at her. “You should close that.” “Otherwise, it would be detrimental to your image if others found out that Dr. Summers, who is always serious and concerned only about academics, was actually reading romance novels during office hours.” Sally, “...”

Sally tried to move, but her restraints would allow her to. "I didn't want you to touch me. That was rape. Please let me go," Sally begged. Cressida smiled evilly, moving her finger in and out of her until she was wet. She leaned down and bit Sally's nipple before sucking on it while the woman sobbed. She loved making them cry; it excited her.

Yes, Dosorllas are demons that invade a person's soul if the person isn't candor but if he is, they just simply kill him. We reached Katie's house and she gave me the diary. Miss Williams hushed us out saying it was now Katie's nap time. Why the heck an eighteen year old person cannot decide his own sleep time?. Well, according to Miss Williams those types of kids are not a great influence on a good kid. By the bad influence, she means me and by good kid, she means Katie. I don't know but since I have known her, that woman looked at me as if I had stolen her chicken.

Meanwhile, Sally is sitting in front of Camille Kyle, the woman is blabbering making Sally get more information, the only thing, she did was use Shirley's voice. Sally is watching the woman, the aura she emitted is enough for Sally to pick up her shoe and run through the window of the private room. She had a wicked smile on her face, that explains the character of the woman that is in front of her. Sally wondered, how Shirley could associate herself with such an evil character

"I'll sit this one out. Lycans... scare me." “Yeah, but that’s the fun of it, girl!” Sally winked, biting into her muffin. “Kaelen looks like he'd gently ruin a girl's life, whisper apologies while doing it, and somehow she would say thank you." "Exactly, Elara, doesn't a pretty face seem worth that supernatural dick?" Sally chortled. “Yeah, ‎like it scares me, but also gives me a lady boner.” The three of them burst out laughing, unaware of what the night would unfold.