Creepypasta Scooby Doo Novels & Stories

The sharp pain from my scalp had me holding my breath. “I’m not a bug, but your face is red. Are you hot… dog? Ha, ha, ha I make myself laugh. Hotdog, It’s perfect!” I had no words as the thing somehow managed to situate itself back on my shoulders now. Still holding my left ear, it smacked the back of my head so hard my vision blurred. “Ow, ouch! You little fucker!” I clenched my teeth as I spoke. “Gee whizz! Come on Scooby Doo. Try harder.”

“Don’t worry Evan, this will get back to you soon enough. You’ll get to respond to everything. Okay, I tried calling the other locations called Helencia, and I either received no response because the locations didn’t understand what I was talking about, or the phone numbers no longer worked. This means if we travel through the other realm. We don’t know if we can safely leave through the other portals. In an effort to keep up with our changing needs, I’ve ordered packs for us with simple survival gear that should work in the other realm without too much interference from magic. Now onto the library research, we’ve got our hands full. The deaths appear to happen in cycles. Each death is diffe

The smaller one gathered up the lighter things. I made a note of the plate number out of habit, and then unfolded the flyer and stared at it as they drove off. It was a cheap-looking photocopy covered with what looked like ads for horror movies that had been torn out of a newspaper, with hand drawn pictures of skulls and bats filling all the other blank spaces. Big swatches of text in old-fashioned fonts mixed with words made out of cut out letters from magazines covered the rest of it. Midnight Spook Party SEE the dead return!

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."

The candles flicker and I feel stupid. I’m sitting cross-legged on my apartment floor in an oversized t-shirt and underwear, a circle of tea lights around me, reading Latin off a Reddit post I screenshotted three days ago while drunk. It’s Friday night. My friends are at a bar. My ex is posting stories with his new girlfriend. And I’m alone in my studio apartment performing a summoning ritual I found on a thread called “spells that actually work (not clickbait)” because my life has reached a level of pathetic that requires supernatural intervention.

" hmmm I suppose you are right. After all, it isn't due till next year" With that Ramon quicken his passe and within an hour we got back to my place. *** "C'mon uwana you promised. Soo is it Goosebumps 1&2 or A trip to hell" "No, I didn't promise, and please those movies are just way too creepy " "Um sorry to bust your bubble's missy but it's Halloweens eves, what better way to get your scare on than to watch a scary movie" "Fine if we must watch a movie that'll freak the hell outta me and give me nightmares then it should be Goosebumps 1&2"

I breathed, puzzled “how would it destroy them?” “When the black ooze touches someone, it seeps into their body through their skin” Cosmo began “it’ll overtake all of their organs and bones and rearrange them, turning them into one of my ‘Creations.’ The Creations have dished-in heads with no eyes. Their bodies are skinny, with long twig-like fingers and toes and black oozing skin. They can be quite... scary…but they keep me safe.” To see Cosmo feeling so insecure about himself only made me feel relieved that there was someone in the Base suffering more than I was. I actually had a chance of survival. He looked weak; like how Tin had been when I had him pinned underneath me…

Pepper Rei felt the dread Creeping up her back, When she saw Hundreds and Thousands of shapes, Reaching her tacke Not souls, but bodies they latched, Gurgling sound and distorted face They filled the space, To master Pepper Rei Who was very new to this illusion She wanted to flee the site of nightmares So she screamed some more to wake Her up from this nasty dream But her screams followed More horrid scenes With dripping blood and popping eyes She now felt little Missy Huddled closely with her left leg Till footsteps hurried and soothed The ruffled girl With love and pecks but ignored Pepper Rei

As I took a shower and climbed under the covers, I found myself wondering if The Soul Eater is playing with me again or if some other forces are at work in this strange little town by the water. Sitting up in bed and yawning, I look around for my phone now that I can see clearly and when I do see it just by the edge of the bed, I reach down to grab it. What I didn’t expect was another knock on my door just afterwards because I startle and almost pee my pants. There is something about this little town that is unnerving when every little sound that I hear makes me jump.

The next second, the Patchwork Monster tore the man in half. He tossed the body outside casually. Just then, a crisp, bell-like voice sounded outside. “It’s after work hours, who’s so rude as to be throwing bodies around?” A young girl with three heads and eight arms appeared at the doorway. With just one look at the shop, anger filled her voice, and her hair stood on end. “Who the hell had a death wish and smashed the Number One Must-Eat shop in the entire horror game?”