Experiment Creepypasta Novels & Stories

While Amber had been cleaning up the house and herself, she had 4 more vivid visions. These were much stronger than she ever had in the past. She saw the vampires she would need to go hunt down, and it wasn’t just a few either. She was shocked with how many visions and how many vampires there were. She went to her computer to do some research on the old downtown neighborhood and find out what the true issues were taking place and what were just vampire related. Her findings kept coming up with the same 2 she had in her visions. Mara and Gedeon Arma from the Armageddon Clan. “Sure, that was original!” The had been there about 10 years now. They moved in shortly after she had left and over the

Elijah's eyes were fixed on the starless night sky, the moon brighter than he remembered. "Full moon," Za spoke, and the little devil looked at him. "Have they told you what happens when there's a full moon?" he asked, but the other denied it. "It's a very old story, to tell the truth. But it's very true," he began to say as they pulled off the road and entered a small shortcut. "More than 500 years ago, it was said everywhere you went that every full moon, an unscrupulous animal attacked every human being that didn't have any security during the nights. It is said that when the moon shone brighter than the stars around it, that animal with huge ears and a long jaw appeared because it was hi

Agatha said briskly. The reality of the situation suddenly sank in. Fear consumed Edwin and his heart threatened to explode in his chest as he rushed to join Tim behind the thick oak tree. “Are you out of your mind?” Tim hissed when his friend skidded next to him. “I think so,” Edwin panted. “I can’t believe any of this is happening. Vampires… witches… this is like some sci-fi nightmare,” Tim complained. “It was supposed to be a simple hunting trip with a few friends.”

A vampire-werewolf hybrid, a creature of darkest legend. "I trust you're feeling better, little one?" His deep voice had this velvety quality that should have sounded seductive but instead sent a tingle of dread up my spine. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the servant lady had gone ramrod straight, her eyes wide like a scared rabbit's. She gave a feeble nod and started babbling something about offering me broth. But Mr. Tall, Pale and Creepy didn't even spare her a glance. "You very nearly didn't survive your...journey to my lands," he went on in that unnerving tone.

I whispered into the empty room, the question hanging in the air unanswered. Then, a tremor started deep within my bones, a sickening vibration that felt utterly wrong. My hands, still wet with tears, began to twitch. A strange, thick saliva filled my mouth, a taste both metallic and animalistic. It dripped onto my wrists, and I watched, horrified, as my fingers elongated, stretching like something being pulled apart. The bones groaned and shifted beneath my skin. My breath hitched in my throat. My nails, once neatly trimmed, thickened and darkened, sprouting into sharp, black claws that curled with a life of their own. A wave of nausea rolled through me, a primal revulsion at my own changin

Huge amounts of aura seeped out from the corpse as it seeps into my body and disappeared instantly. [89 aurae gained] [667 More needed for the host to evolve] [Gained skill -Hard skin(C)] Eh, what a surprise I actually got a skill. Which monster is it from? [Carrion crawler] Carrion crawler is a burrowing aberration that scavenged the dead and occasionally preyed on living creatures. With an appearance akin to a three to a four-foot-long centipede. Oh from this ugly fella, its appearance creeped me out when I first saw it, I would have been more surprised if it was the first thing I saw coming in this world.

It would fix me in an unblinking stare while its black lips curled into a sinister sneer. I would try to look away, but find I couldn’t move as a sense of dread washed over me. Then, as soon as it appeared it was gone, replaced by an image even more horrific, that of someone I loved dying a gruesome death while the creature’s high-pitched cackle sounded in my head. My father, my aunt, my mates, my friends. The victim changed every night but it always ended the same, with me waking up screaming with the all too real scent of blood still in my nostrils.

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

Naelis noticed that the screams came from the middle of the room where the pack members were standing. “Ahhh!!” “Ahhh!!” More screams of horror erupted from different corners of the hall, one after another. Naelis was shocked by the sight she saw and Silas gasped in shock as well. Some of the Pack members were rolling on the floor. They were the set of people who had quickly drank the wine earlier. Their bodies were twisting and cracking loudly, like they were being rearranged. They all watched in horror as the people stopped rolling and twitching. Their bodies seem perfectly fine, like nothing just happened. But when they opened their eyes, they were pitch-black and long metal claws were gr

> “With the Creator gone, the monsters of the dark web finally began to crawl onto the page.” She heard scratching along the paper’s edges. Thousands of tiny, black shadows climbed up—spiders made from broken computer code, hungry and relentless. They were coming for them. “If the Author’s a prisoner and the Board’s lost control… who’s the dark master that’s taken the pen?”