Dark Link Creepypasta Novels & Stories

"Do you really want to argue with me again, Demitri? We have a business to do. Stop causing a fight. I'm not a baby." "You are my baby," he whispered that made my heart pound so hard and loud, it stripped the rationality off me. The sound of birds and insects filled my ears when we entered the dark forest of West Evergreen, one of the few forests in the west that is situated beyond a river, and is not commonly visited by people for two reasons: first, because it's said to be cursed, second, because it is where the dangerous cave of the magical healer is known to be situated.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

Slowly again Luke fell into a feverish sleep wandering back to his nightmare. He looked around finding everywhere was dark. The darkness around Luke gave way to a faint, eerie glow, as if the world itself had decided to hold its breath. He stood in a vast, empty void, the ground beneath his feet cold and slick. The air was oppressive, carrying whispers that prickled his skin. Then, a figure emerged from the shadows—his doppelgänger, more twisted than ever. Its eyes glowed an unholy green, its grin wide and menacing. The creature’s presence radiated malice, its every movement a mockery of Luke’s own.

Her voice wavered, the denial in her tone cracking under the pressure of the truth. The room felt like it was closing in on me. Shadows twisted and stretched from every corner, their tendrils creeping along the walls like veins of pure darkness, thick and suffocating. The flickering light overhead was fading, its pulse growing weaker with each second. And then, I saw them—snakes, slithering across the floor, slithering in circles, forming a living, breathing carpet of scales that seemed to pulse with dark energy. Their eyes gleamed with a sickening glow, matching the overwhelming sense of dread crawling up my spine.

Vlad leaned back and closed his eyes with a sigh. "People will say Darkness but she was the first light of my life..." Vera couldn't understand what is he trying to say.

"That was just a rumor! Vivian ate a ton of those cookies, and she's fine!" Vivian? I understood it instantly. Those cookies weren't even meant for Noah. They were Vivian's. He had been carrying her snacks around! I clenched my fists so hard that my nails dug into my palms. I spoke through gritted teeth, "That's because Vivian's an adult werewolf! Dogwood is only poisonous to pups—" "Mom!" Noah's cries interrupted me. His face was flushed crimson, and he clawed at his throat with both hands. "I don't feel too good… My throat feels like it's on fire… It hurts so much!"

Oran’s cock was nothing compared to this monstrous thing. There is no way that is going to fit in my mouth. I stared at it, lips parted, breathing fast. A mix of fear and filthy excitement twisted in my belly. “What’s wrong, Mother?” Soren asked, his voice dripping with dark amusement. He stared down at me like a Greek god looking at a lowly mortal, silver eyes narrowed with pleasure and hips curled in a smirk. I licked my lips, trying to find words, but he grabbed the thick base of his cock and stepped closer until the heavy, throbbing head was just inches from my face.

But the anger and heartbreak stabbed so deep that I couldn't bring myself to turn away. Enduring the torture and turmoil, I forced myself to walk toward the observatory doors. They were slightly ajar. I held my breath to press close and listen through the gap. Serena's cloying and clingy voice came from inside. She teased coyly, "Professor Thorne, you seem to especially like seeing me in red." Lucas' voice followed, low and tinged with slight exasperation. "Keep it down... Someone might stumble upon us." "What's there to be afraid of?" Serena drawled, her tone deliberately sulky. "It's so late. No one's around."

The sight was too unsettling for her to keep lying down and Inara had to leap off from the bed and onto the floor where she managed to stand, though her legs were shaking. “Zee, is that really you? You look like you’re eighty years old.” “Seventy eight” Zee corrected. “This is how you will look if you don’t perform your dare.” A rush of mounting dread enveloped Inara, freezing her. “But I’m recovering.” Zee explained. “After your second nightmare, thirty years will be added to you as a warning. The third nightmare adds another thirty years after which you will …die Inny.” Inara couldn’t control the rapid rising and falling of her chest, as her heart pounded with a sick feeling of horror.

Hell, a dinosaur could stomp in front of me and I wouldn't notice because of the dark. My legs stopped only after a few final strides. I stopped walking and just stood. The cold air was making my body shiver badly. My head looked at the ground, and I felt a wet pool of thick liquid surrounding my foot. I saw blood, a lot of blood. On the grass, on my hands, on my clothes, and all-around despite the darkness as if a sudden light exposed those parts. The blood made me scream on the inside but my body didn't react. My eyes followed the trail of blood on their own and stopped suddenly. It took me a second to make out the body on the ground and flames suddenly appeared, burning the lifeless corps