Gold Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Pepper Rei felt the dread Creeping up her back, When she saw Hundreds and Thousands of shapes, Reaching her tacke Not souls, but bodies they latched, Gurgling sound and distorted face They filled the space, To master Pepper Rei Who was very new to this illusion She wanted to flee the site of nightmares So she screamed some more to wake Her up from this nasty dream But her screams followed More horrid scenes With dripping blood and popping eyes She now felt little Missy Huddled closely with her left leg Till footsteps hurried and soothed The ruffled girl With love and pecks but ignored Pepper Rei

“You wish. No, they come to me a lot, images of an older gal with reddish gray hair, all kinky and long, gotta lil gal with her, ‘bout half her size.” “You don’t say?” Porcius nodded. “They raised a woman from the dead last night.” August near to choked on his flask of wine. “What?” “Yeah, these two gals prayed and chanted over this big ol’ pupa thing, a cocoon, like a butterfly, and it burst open, oozing blood and guts . . . and out rolls this beautiful woman, pale and red haired . . . nicely built too.” “Wonder why you’d dream that?’

The two were the ones leading the others in front so they moved forward to check what was happening. Whilst still inside the carriage, they could smell the stench of blood. Cheng Min felt her soul coming out of the body after taking a peek outside. She clenched the red curtains after seeing hundreds of dead bodies in the street. Those of men, the elderly, women and even young children.

His eyes remained glued to the television as he listened to the morning news. A story came popping up on the screen that made curl his lips wickedly. TEN NYU UNDERGRADUATES WERE FOUND DEAD IN THE WOODS AND THEIR BODIES MASSACRED BY AN UNKNOWN CREATURE. THE TWO SURVIVALS OF THIS GRUESOME MURDER NARRATE THEIR ORDEAL... "Seems like you had a lot of fun last night," Grimacing slightly, Madison mumbled walking into the room, her heels clicking on the marble floor with each step she took.

The hair goes up on my arms and neck and you can feel the malevolence in the room, taste it on your tongue. I look back at Maeve and I see that her eyes are open, but they are opaque, unseeing, and light is shining out of them. As I watch, the light in her eyes travels down her face, to her neck and shoulders, then down her arms into Xander’s shoulder. The nasty bubbling goo on his shoulder begins to seep out of him onto the blanket beneath. Immediately, it’s like the blanket grabs onto the goo, fighting with it until it sucks it into the threads of the blanket.

I'd been fucking her for minutes until, “Ugh! Fuck! Take that! Take my seed!” I groaned, plunging into her hard as my manhood twitched, releasing ropes of cum into her. “Daddyyyy” she screamed, her eyes rolling backwards in their sockets before she passed out. I knew she had cum on my cock. Burying my face in her neck, I could feel the flicker in my eyes, and the sharp teeth sticking out of my mouth. My fangs had elongated!

Her body trembled as a wave of panic surged through her. Suddenly, her skin began to crawl, literally. She gasped, clutching at her back, the spot where the mark had been made. It felt like something moved under her skin, like tiny, invisible tendrils were twisting beneath the surface. Cold fingers. Crawling. “Stop…” she whispered, her voice breaking. The whispers grew louder, more insistent. “YOU SHOULD SCREAM” “BURN IT DOWN.” “HE'LL NEVER SAVE YOU.”

A huge guy steps out into the bright light. I slowly look up and down his massive body. "Does he wear thigh-high socks, too?" I ask with a straight face. The nun giggles, her soft blue feathers rustling. The new doctor stops. Where a human head should be, there's just a glowing, neon-yellow biohazard sign floating over his neck. It is totally weird. I am instantly obsessed. "If the Grim Reaper is asking..." His voice is so deep and rough it vibrates straight down to my lower stomach. "I guess I can do anything you want."

They went into the dark, red-lighted room, filled with different stench as they strode in quietly and carefully, looking at the creepy scriptures. Suddenly, something horrific jumped out of nowhere with a funny, weird, and creepy sound, startling both of them as they both screamed. They ran out of the section only to be attacked by a group of half-headed, mutilated bodies and bloody-looking creatures. They screamed in fright, kicking them away as they ran through the creepy building that never seemed to end, coming across everything that could give them goosebumps and make their heart nearly jump out of their chests. By the time they were out of the building, they were both panting heavily,

Then I felt it—sliding up my throat, slow and slimy—into my mouth. I gagged, my mouth stretching open, wider than it should, and then it came out—a black, rope-like thing, wet and writhing, slipping past my lips. Pain erupted from my guts, spreading all over my body. The tendril kept coming, longer and longer, and I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. I grabbed it with shaking hands, pulling it out of me, but it felt endless. The more I pulled, the more my veins tightened. Dark purple flowers bloomed along the tendril's length like the wildflowers in the meadow, their petals shiny like they’d been dipped in oil.