Gold Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Sweet Pea Guun followed this force of Brene Brian staggered a bit, half leaning on the armrest, he felt a hot breath hit his neck, there was a blink of an eye. Although he couldn't see it, Brene Brian could still hear the lyrics and creepy music, he closed his eyes tightly, and risked his face in Sweet Pea Guun's chest, the last syllable couldn't stop trembling, "Sweet Pea" Guun, Sweet Pea Guun...... I'm scared......"

I picked it up and opened it, a blinding light flashed and a hand clawed at my neck. “Help!” Panic set in. I attempted to throw away the box but to no avail, a tendril-like objected sprouted out of the box, into my mouth and I gagged. My stomach churned and I vomited a handful of blood. My vision blurred and the world began to fade, I drew close to my last breath and suddenly, everything stopped. Scrambling to my feet, I staggered and scanned the garden and everything was gone. There was no box, neither was there any blood on the floor.

mind gibbered. 'It can't be real, it can't be—' But it was real. And it was looking at her like she was dinner. The creature's lipless mouth stretched into a grotesque parody of a smile. "Going somewhere, little human?" it hissed, its voice like nails on a chalkboard. The sound made her skin crawl. Cathy's heart seized. Behind her, she could hear the angry shouts of the women growing closer. Before her, the pale monstrosity loomed, its red eyes gleaming with hunger. Trapped. She was completely trapped. She was trapped, with nowhere left to run. This was it. This was how she died. Cathy's heart raced as she stood frozen, caught between the approaching mob and the nightmarish creature blockin

The blue light on the headset turned to a deep, warning violet. Elias stopped his movements. He walked around the desk until he was inches from my face. "Why would you ask that, Doctor?" "I saw a photograph," I whispered. "In my mind. A girl with red hair, laughing in a garden. But when I try to find the name, or the face, there’s just... static. A wall of gray fog." Elias sighed, a sound of genuine disappointment. "The 'Grief Filter' is leaking. I told you your willpower was a variable I couldn't fully suppress. You keep reaching for the ghosts, Doctor. It’s very counter-productive to your recovery."

another priest added. The High Priest stared in horror. "They're going to burn the Temple of the Moon?" A crash was heard. The smell of smoke drifted through the window. "They've started," I whispered. Orange flames licked up the eastern wall. Black smoke billowed into the sky. "Everyone to the crypt!" the High Priest shouted. "Now!" We ran through corridors filling with smoke. Heat pressed against the walls, making the air shimmer. Down spiral stairs, deeper into the temple's heart. The High Priest pulled open an iron door carved with moon symbols. Cold air rushed out, smelling of earth and ancient stone.

“We’re gonna teach this fucker a lesson.” I lowered the LED a few inches and spotted the disgusting thing crawling up the wall. I could try several paragraphs of description, and you will think I should’ve just said it looked like Gollum and save everybody time. So yeah, that’s what it looked like. “A crawler?” I said mockingly. “You fucking roach are the infamous Skippy?” The dark thing tried to sneak into the door to Quaker Hall basement, but I aimed my LED at the doorway, making it crawl back and up toward the ceiling.

But I know that you will like the creeps 'Cause nothing thrills like scary deeds I know that you will like the creeps You know you'll like the creeps Walang tigil ang panginginig ni Gaia dahil papalapit na ang tunog ng ingay na kumakaliskis na kadena. Tinakpan niya ang kanyang labi ng matindi saka umabante ng umabante kung saan man niya naramdaman na ligtas ang kanyang sarili. We learned to know each other many years ago

“This is not normal. This is not neglect. This feels—” “Creepy,” my wolf finished. I nodded. “Exactly.” A chill crawled up my spine as I stepped even closer. Carefully, cautiously, I reached out and brushed my fingers against one of the leaves, trying to take a closer look. It crumbled at my touch, turning to dust. My breath caught. “This is wrong,” I whispered. As my fingers lingered there, something sudden and sharp hit me—an overwhelming rush of sensation and awareness that made my heart skip violently in my chest—

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

My chest heaved with the effort of my screams, each one tearing at my throat, each one a desperate plea for freedom that would never be answered. Then, just as the last echoes of my outburst faded into the thick, heavy air, I heard it. A deep, resonant growl from upstairs, a sound that wasn’t quite human, yet undeniably alive. It vibrated through the floorboards, through my very bones, shaking the foundations of the big mansion.