Dr Smiley Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Alex, meanwhile, remained silent in the audience. He kept quiet while watching the happy faces of Drake, Natty and Helena and those around him. Everyone looked happy, and he was the only one who couldn’t feel anything. Everyone looked so glowing, and Alex felt like he was the only one who saw his world like there was no color. Alex tries to smile as Drake waves to him. Alex thought he was going to be okay, but in reality he was getting sicker when he smiled.

I lick the top of the cream. Dhruv again flashes a proud smile. "The ice cream. The ice cream is delicious. Not you." I narrow my eyes at him. He looks at me,his eyes connecting with mine for a few nanoseconds. "Don't worry, sweetheart. You will find me delicious too,if you taste me." He flashes a cocky smile. "On your deathbed." I smile back and flutter my non-existent eyelashes mockingly. He smiles. Did I crack a joke? "Sure. You may kill my heart." What is wrong with him? Did a dog with rabies bite his butt today?

Jem doesn't seem to notice or care as he gazes steadily at me. Tilting my lips into a cold smile I look up at him. "My, my, what a pretty liar you've become." His open and soft expression turns into a frown. Jem opens his mouth to speak but the sound of a door opening stops him. "What the fuck!" Ryder roars lifting his bare foot. His face scrunched up in disgust as he smells the piss coating his foot. Draco trots over to me and I scratch him under the chin in compliment whilst trying to keep from bursting into laughter. As Ryder continues to curse vividly, I can't hold it in any longer.

‘ thought Damian with a smirk . After finishing his bath , he dressed up and went to his office where Derrick was handling the unfinished work . “ Boss , you are here ! Finally …. “ said Derrick with a smile . “ I have never felt the creep for anything in this world besides cuddling women that become psychopaths for me but now your smile is starting to creep me too . “ said Damian . “ I am just happy . Can’t I be happy ?……I thought I was your brother . “ said Derrick with a disappointed expression .

“You’re from that Final Girl Screams site. You post all those crazy blood pictures. I’ve read your stuff.” Sidney turned to find the voice bellowing from the fluffy beard of the man behind her. His lean face drew up into a broad smile beneath the plumes of facial hair, and his rounded black glasses encased excited eyes. Sidney fought the urge to shrink back and directed the impulse to instead spread a warm smile across her cheeks. “Yes, I am,” Sidney replied. She brushed her cheek as if she were blushing and briefly cast her eyes down as she tucked her hair behind her ear. The motions happened automatically, practiced. The smile on her face felt immobile as it lingered.

I cupped my mouth and squealed, wanting to jump but Apple smacked my shin. "Sorry," I looked at the fifth picture and this one was the boom. Drix was naked in the shower, his fingers combing his hair back, his head tilted backwards and a brilliant, blissful smile on his face. His hand fisted his hard dick and the sparkling effect gave his body the right enticement. I opened the letter but instead of reading it, I put it to my nose and inhaled. The paper was soaked in his scent. ‘Just read the damn thing,’ I rolled my eyes and pulled the paper away from my face.

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

This beautiful smiling psychopath was coming to check in on me a little too late. “You mean after your little torture session?” His face tightened. “Soraya…” “No, seriously,” I cut in. “What exactly was that? Group bonding time?” “That’s not funny.” “You’re right. Watching someone scream while you stabbed his hand definitely wasn’t exactly what I'd term as comedy.” Mateo exhaled slowly, “I’m sorry about Draven.” I laughed bitterly. “Are you?” My voice sharpened. “Because none of you looked very bothered while he shoved my head into freezing water.”

Meph curves his lips into a tamed, harmless smile-- The audience could be really useful to him. The more they were riled up, the better actually. He felt like he was back in his bedroom, no longer a “hero” in the Tiral, but that top streamer again, manipulating emotions for big, easy money. Just like now. The vicious cursing finally slowed down, and some other tone appeared here and there. HDzwZvx: [You are so cool, pretty boy. I like you in the little red hoodie!]

How comforting. Creep. Oh, darling your have no idea. Me. Never call me that again-_- Creep. What? Darling? Oh that? Okay. Darling ;) Me. Stop -_- Creep. Only because I care:) Me. Look, I have to go. Creep. Okay:) I'll be watching. Me. Did you really have to remind me of that? Creep. I couldn't resist. Me. Oh, joy-_- Creep. Okay later:)