Creepypastas X Reader Novels & Stories

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Her brow furrowed and her lips moved silently and her fingers traced the lines of text. The hours passed and the candles burned low and the room grew dark. Ember fell asleep and her purr was soft and steady. Cressida's eyes were tired but she did not stop reading. "Lucian." "Yes?" "I found something." She turned the book toward me and her finger was pressed to a passage near the bottom of the page. The words were old and the grammar was strange but I could read them. The drainer must be close to the victim. The drainer must be connected to the victim. The drainer must know the victim's name and face and heart.

Lynexia returned to her plate and picked at her food. “So, Lynexia, what do you think of your new home?” Xander questioned. “Its nice.” she responded not looking up. “How did you sleep?” Ginger questioned. “Fine, I guess.” the young girl shrugged. “How did you spend your day?” the older woman asked. “I looked around the apartment, took a nap, and read a couple of books.” Lynexia explained. “Oh, what books did you read?” Ginger perked up. “Well, I actually found a set of books that said they were published right here. The author was listed as Selinas Astrea.” Lynexia responded. “A very good writer. They tell great stories that keep the legends of wolves through the generations.” Xander states

“And I don’t want to scare you.” Fallon scoffed. “Baby, I already flirted with thin air on a public road. The scare already happened.” Elara exhaled, slow and shakily. “You know the current book I am writing, right?.” “I know you disappear into your laptop like it’s another dimension,” Fallon replied. “Yes.” “I created characters,” Elara said. “Too vividly. Too much. And one of them, Marek, he… crosses boundaries.” Fallon’s smile faded. “I know Marek. We all know Marek. The universe knows Marek. You made it so goodamn obvious, but crosses what kind of boundaries?”

"This was supposed to be the 'Bittersweet Ending'. The 'Tragic Sacrifice'. Now you’ve turned it into a 'Happily Ever After' power-fantasy. It’s terrible for the sequel's pacing!" "There is no sequel," I said, my hand firmly in Silas’s. "The story is over." "Oh, Elara," the Writer laughed, a cold, echoing sound. "A story is never over as long as there’s a **Reader**. And the 'Universal Underwriters'? They weren't just characters in your world. They are the ones who **Bought the Book**." I felt a chill that the "Root" couldn't explain. "What are you talking about?"

To obtain and be knowledgeable in terms of fiction about supernatural and magical existence. Aesthelia Rasc is a writer on a known platform named GN, which stands for Good Novel. She wants to write something that will become popular, something that will definitely be a hit. To prove something and to prove herself to those who gave up believing in her. "I read to feel something, goosebumps in awe and amazement. Why do I feel heartbroken all of a sudden? Like countless draggers just stabbed my blood pumper, "Aesthelia rambled in her words.

I asked. "The Reader," the Archivist whispered, his face turning pale. "They're turning the page. And they aren't happy with the ending." The ceiling of the library began to peel back like a lid, revealing a pair of eyes so vast they spanned the entire sky. They weren't golden or red. They were human. And they were crying.

But my eyes were on the laptop. Viewers: 12,400 and still going up. Tips: over eight hundred bucks already. Biggest anonymous tip popped up with a short message: “Next time make the little 21-year-old beg for strangers.” My dick twitched inside her again. This was just the start. I pulled out slowly, watching my cum leak from her swollen pussy. Chrissy sighed happily. Still blindfolded. No clue thousands of guys just watched her cum like a slut. I smiled to myself and ended the stream for now.

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?

There was so much it was everywhere on the floor. It felt even more creepy now. “I found something, " Kael called, his eyes concentrating on a book that was spread wide open. I walked over to his side, my eyes widening as I saw what he was looking at.Images. “Images on how to cleanly take out the bones of a body, " I read. "You were right, ” Kael said solemnly. "This is creepy. ” We flipped through the pages, looking at the instructions for performing such operations on