Gold Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Its cracked face warped slightly under pressure. > Click. There was a soft hiss of trapped breath within. And the panel creaked open. Cold, dry air buffeted the side of her face. She stepped into blackness. --- The Hidden Passage The crawlspace smelled of mold and dust and very old secrets. Spider webs in her eyelashes. The candle on the table shook. She blew mist into the air as she crawled on hands and knees, as stealthy as a ghost. Walls within reach. Immovable. But the room itself leaned ever so slightly, as if to lead her toward something older than the roots of the building themselves.

In Silvershade, the pack borders are quiet, too quiet to consider normal. Witches are quietly digging and burying hay dolls around the pack borders. Wanda is quietly chanting a spell to bring those buried dolls to life. Only when the dolls come alive underground will they be able to hold that green wall intact. These are the dolls that would actually trap the souls within the green walls and suck their souls dry. These are the soul creepers whose sole purpose is to drain the vitality of the living. The stronger the living being, the greater their vitality.

A new sound rolled through the swamp—a deep, guttural croak. The water churned violently.And from the darkness emerged yet another nightmare. A colossal, twisted frog-like creature, its mouth stretching wider than the plantation’s front gate. Rows of jagged teeth lined its maw, and glowing pustules pulsed across its slimy skin. Adonis spat black ichor from his mouth and rolled his shoulders.“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Lucien cracked his neck. “Round three?”

Hollis**** The mansion’s corridors were a labyrinth of decay, reeking of mildew and forgotten secrets. Each step echoed like a distant scream, and the oppressive silence wrapped around us like a predator waiting to strike. The air was thick, each breath heavy with the stench of rot, and every creak of the floorboards sent a jolt of adrenaline through my veins. I kept my grip firm on Hailey’s hand, her warmth grounding me even as icy dread crept further into my soul.

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

Fear shakes through my body and creeps up my spine. Vampire clown. They’re the worst kind. I start to cry. He stares. Then backs away. “I’m sorry …” His voice glitches. Warps. Echoes, like dolphin sounds underwater. Then he’s gone. Just gone. I try to move. I can’t. The worms are everywhere now. Crawling over my stomach. Up my arms. Between my fingers. I close my eyes and open my mouth — and scream. “Mel! MEL! Look at me!” A voice slices through the fog.

You aren't worried about my well being? Talker crush. If you were threatened, you wouldn't have came online so that means... Peachbaby. So you aren't bothered?:( Talkercrush. You know I am but do you know any other thing about this so called creep? Peachbaby. The creep is a guy and he goes to our school. Talkercrush. Do you know what this means? Peachbaby. It means I'm being stalked by a weirdo who may or may not be a serial killer?

Trepidation crawls up my spine as it purposely creeps in my direction. Closing my eyes again, I repeat my mantra and try to calm down my breathing. “It’s not real, Zoe. It’s not real.” Taking another deep breath, I slowly open my eyes. A scream lodges in my throat as the mist rises and takes shape. I stumble back and look on in horror as it opens what looks like a mouth with sharp fangs and growls.

With each step Chelsea heard the sloshing sounds of their boots against the wet ground , just ahead of them they could hear sounds of scampering and loud yells for help . They exchanged worried glances with each other and rushed in the direction of the voice . A little far away in a small opening , Lord Leopold Garcia was leaning against a tree , with a look of extreme terror on his face. He was surrounded by what Chelsea thought were goblins in loincloth at least they looked like Goblins - their skin was bottle green , they were stretching their long elongated fingers as if considering whether or not to put them around Lord Garcia 's throat and silence him altogether . Some of them were sni

*The Camp Of The Undead* *Devil's Lane* The pungent smell of blood was what jolted them awake, apart from the smell of blood, there was an overpowering smell of stench and rot, just inhaling this smell made them want to throw up. " Aaaaargh!" Kylie shrieked in horror at the pile of rotting bodies piled up beside them, some of them had began to decompose and some were merely a pile of bones, she shrieked again as a group of insects crawled upon her legs.