Creepypasta Wattpad Novels & Stories

Slowly, she stepped back, but the bus just waited, its entrance gaping open like a whale ready to swallow her whole. Willa wasn’t stupid. She knew danger when she saw it. “Hey…” she screamed, but nothing came out. Her voice didn’t go beyond her ears. At only twenty-one, she had become the most sought-after ghostwriter in the country. Platforms like Ellalux, Febnovel, and even the mighty master of webnovels, Koodnovel, had sought her services. Known as the horror-story specialist, she crafted dignified deaths, haunted struggles, and glorified survivals.

A whisper slithered up from the paper. Not from one page. Not from one stack. From the drift itself, hundreds of voices rising in overlapping accusations. “You left us,” they hissed. “You let them use us.” Words lifted off some of the pages, glowing faintly—snatches of sentences I recognized from old drafts. “—she woke up to find the world rewritten—” “—the house remembered every fight they’d ever had—” “—monsters love a girl who won’t stop apologizing—”

Remembering the words, they still struck her as creepy, demented, and yet sweet at the same time: “Dear Mate, I count myself the luckiest man in the world to have met you. My wolf and I enjoyed each and every part of you and I’m never gonna let you go. I know the goddess made us mee for a reason as that’s why I have to apologize first for what will befall you sooner. I know you have friends and family who will miss you very much. You will become a missing person, and perhaps those others who have loved you will learn to cope with their grief. I am too selfish. I don’t let go of hot Omegas like you, so you’re never leaving this place and even if you do, the we’re going to my bed”

I close the screen and drop the phone by my side to grab my book, only to take it after a second. ME: What are you doing? I drum my fingers against the edge of the desk as it shows read and finally, he's typing. ALEX: Sorry. ALEX: I got lost in it. Is he apologizing... For a late reply? A new text comes in again, and it makes me swallow. ALEX: Have you ever heard of masturbation? ME: You're doing that? Right now?

Laya got discharged after -------- Author's Notes: Read my new book "Werewolf seeking the Sun". It is under the contest Werewolf and I under the theme WerewolfXVampire. Drop reviews and add books into the library. Best reviews get 100 coins as a gift. thankyou guys.

She scratched her temple, yawning as she browsed through the results. One website had this preview, ‘Vampires are on the rise, and the Government is threatened. Suicides and whatnots are only a cover story for the threats posed by these creatures of the night,” which not only intrigued Zheira but also made her heart pound for an unknown reason.

“Let’s check the previous writings of Ness and then start writing about the camping.” “Okay,” he said and they started to read the previous posts. ### Two hours have passed since the post about camping in the jungle on social media. Becca was in the library, trying to find books on the vampires, but surprisingly she found no interesting and informative books on the subject. Almost as if someone checked out all the vampire-related books at once. Becca chuckled at that thought. After all, why would someone take all the vampire-related books at once? While looking for books, her cell-phone rang all of a sudden. She pulled it out of the pocket of her jeans and looked at the caller ID.

Garrix furrowed his brows with confusion, a behavior like that had to be concerning. "Shawn..." Scarlett bellowed. "Mustn't hurt...Shawn." _______________________________________________ "Why are we here, Mom?" The two Vamps wandered into the old-timey world of Pastonville, found only within Scarlett's shared subconscious with her mother. "I just thought you wanted to see where I...originally grew up." "Yeah but, Uncle Josh said this place is a cesspool of paranormal paranoia. Won't we be seen?" "The people can't see or hear us. Besides, this wasn't what I want you to show you. I wanted to tell you a story; of the first Crimson Bride."

Hey again So yes I didn't give you guys a new chapter Cause I want to do that next year 2020 is almost over and am so happy I ready hope next year gets better But am realky grateful to God for a lot of things Okay here are some cool Werewolf poetry I happen to have found Note non of these are mine, I simply got them form the Internet, am not trying to impress anyone Am going to be posting them with the copy rite and all So enjoy. HP Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.Become a member  Words wendy wept werewolf werewolves wert rhiannon Mar 2019 ALISON PARKER AND THE THREE KIND WEREWOLVES Once upon a time there was a brave girl called Alison Parker. She was on the way to see her m

I focus my gaze into Hugh's eyes, my heart filled with apprehension and determination. "Hugh," I begin, my voice steadier than I expected, "I come from a different reality. It's like a place out of your world. This world is just created through the imagination of someone who’s from my world. It’s an eBook called Bonded—where you and Yvanna Bautista are the main characters. In other words, in my world, you only exist in a novel but not as a real human,... I mean a werewolf. I don't know if it's magic or witchcraft, but somehow I ended up inside the novel, your world."