Creepypastas Novels & Stories

Lucas had been gone for hours, leaving me to the not so careful ministrations of Magda. The wart nosed witch who I had clobbered over the head with a candlestick. She was hunched forwards with a permanent hunchback and cloudy milky white eyes signalling that her eyesight was diminished with cataracts. She almost looked like she had taken a step out of a Greek mythology book and was actually one of the fabled grey sisters, who determined all living creatures fate. Perhaps she was, all myths derived from elements of truth. Any second now she was going to pull out a pair of rusty old scissors and cut my life cord into two. I held back a giggle at the thought.

hskk. “What is that sound?..” the surroundings were quiet, but I could hear a sound as if something was cracking 3:00 am At exactly 3 am, a strange black shadow suddenly appeared in the corner of her room! “Who are you? What are you doing here in my GF’s room !?” the shape of the shadow slowly formed and gave the appearance of a large hairy man. “A Kapre!!” (Kapre is a Filipino horror myth that appears like a person with a hairy body and a face of an ancient people)

The absolute sweetest sound in the universe. 80,000 credits, plus my exorbitant hazard pay, flood my account. Yes! I am in such a spectacularly good mood that I practically float all the way to the cafeteria. By the time I arrived, the dining hall is a deafening warzone. Arlo hasn't touched his food. He's gripping his phone like a lifeline. "Rea! The doctor posted it! Chloe's Awakening Purity actually mutated! Do you have any idea how insanely rare that is?!"

So, I killed him, stashed his phone, and used it to send that murder threat, giving Jacob his opening. Under my conditioning, Jacob was no longer satisfied with torturing animals. He craved human blood, so I gave him the chance, and sure enough, he didn't disappoint me. Jacob's face twisted with mounting terror, and he gasped for air. "Oh, sorry. I almost forgot you are allergic to pollen." I looked at the fresh flowers in the room, stood, and picked up the trash bag. "I guess you rushed out without your meds, right? I'm heading out."

*** Levi’s POV “This place gives me the creeps,” I tell Stan, “Do you come here often?” The store where Stan’s contact works is filled with what I assume are ingredients for dark curses. The bottles on the walls are labeled with the strangest of things. Pig’s blood, bat wings, eyes of assorted creatures. Grave dust. A skeleton of something that looks like a manticore, if such things really existed. Then I realize that if that thing is real, I don’t want to know.

she said as she entered the office “What's this?” I pointed to the pastry bag and coffee on my table, Martha looked confused “I did not put that there sir” “Then who did?” “It was me sir” I turned to look at the culprit “I was the one that put it there, I wanted to apologize for the incident sir” “You may leave Martha.” I waited for Martha to leave the room before I turned to her. “Miss Mia.” “Sir” “ Is it hard for you to understand that I don't want to talk or think about the situation that occurred in my room or is it the image of me you can't get out of your head?” I said with a stern look.

Fresh pancakes stacked high, unlimited bacon, sausage, hash browns, and eggs beside that, some oatmeal, and weird-looking porridge stuff I couldn’t figure out what it was. “Haven’t you ever seen grits, my dear?” A sweet-looking old lady asked me, peering over her glasses. I shook my head and she continued, “It’s made with ground corn, here my dear, try some.” I let her slop a spoonful on my plate. I thanked her and walked over to a table Cal had already claimed. “This food is amazing.” Callie said between bites, “I could get used to this.” “I love pancakes,” I replied shoveling the bites quickly in my mouth.

Respectfully, Andreas Crimson COO of Palmer's Vision" And there were three buttons: I am interested, Maybe next time, I decline. I don't know why I got this lucky to have another chance, but I sure as hell will take it! After clicking on the left button, I close my laptop and go for a glass of water. When I turn and open the cupboard, I stop in my tracks. Slowly, I turn toward the front door. And this time, I don't hallucinate or imagine things. I step toward the door and then pause. I close my eyes, take a deep breath and open them again. It is still there. A purple rose lies at the door. A purple rose with a few outer petals colored in gold. And a thin piece of paper attached to it with a

“Let’s move to the back. “ I whisper to Alex and he hums, silently following as I lead the way. We take our seats at the far back and I drop the popcorn between us as my eyes move to the screen. “We missed a few minutes, but I bet it’d still be fun. “ I smile as I dip my hand in the popcorn to grab a chunk of it. No more than ten minutes into the movie and the popcorn is scattered around, almost empty in the paper with some on me and Alex. “Why did you choose this one, knowing you can’t handle scary movies?” Alex chuckles as I pull him towards me. “I didn’t know it’d be this scary. “ I murmur, peeking through my fingers and he shakes his head. I watch as the woman goes further into the fores

"Interested? Me? No, I am not." Cheng Yan smiled as he watched his little sister deny with a stone face. She kept complaining on how he ignored Fang Sha and tried to harm her instead. "Ok tell me something. Have you ever met him again?" "No. I don't even want to meet him. I detest that guy. Especially the way he is so similar to a ghost. He haunts me every time I try to sleep, his scrunched-up face is the worst. Let's just say everything about him is so unlikable." She complained.