Jack The Killer Creepypasta Novels & Stories

"This isn't a dream. You're awake." "No. This isn't real!" I stood to my feet abruptly, my mate was knocked back. Who was that man,the wolf man?,why did my father and Johnathan kidnapped for money and what did that man mean by he raped jack sister?why did he want to kill me and thinks jack doesn't deserve a mate. "This isn't happening." I stopped, suddenly very tired. "What just happened jack,do you know the man you just killed?"I asked secretly admiring my mate handsome face this close.

Finally, he said, “Listen, Cadence, I’ve been having some really bad nightmares. And maybe it’s because everything that happened that night was so unusual, or maybe I’m losing my mind, but I don’t think Drew really fell down a cliff and cut her neck on a rock.” Cadence was stunned. She took a moment to collect her thoughts. She turned to her “old reliable” question and asked, “Can you tell me more about that?” Again, Jack hesitated. It was almost as if he thought someone was spying on them, and if they found out he suspected someone had altered their memories of what happened, they would find him, drag him away, and no one would ever hear from him again. “Well, you see, Cadence, every night

Before he could comprehend the situation, he was flung aside. As soon as Jack looked up, he caught sight of Quinn's stunning visage. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and he would have done anything to be with her. He was completely unaware of his impending doom as he scrambled to his feet and said, "Did you come in after me? Are you perhaps captivated by my looks? Come on, come over here. I've crafted a perfect way for you to meet your end." Quinn's gaze fell upon Jack. She saw that the mask had fallen at his feet. He was undoubtedly the serial killer, and his face was as grotesque as his mask.

Wait, don't tell me you're supporting this psycho," and he was waiting for her response. "What? Me psycho?? I know I've been a pain in the neck, but are you aware of my other side? " Why do you ask? "What? " "I'm a zombie and I eat brains. Now let me start with you." Sapphire immediately stood up, but Jack was quicker. He left the dining room with chicken in his hand, while Sapphire followed him. . . . ….

I'm on my back on the floor, held by the big man and the other sick werewolves, all of them exchanging smirks with each other when Jack caresses my breasts. "Mhm, so full and nice!" Jack says and dips down his head, licking my nipple and making me scream. I don't want this! "Why are you doing this?!" My face is hot with tears, my heart threatening to pound its way out of my ribcage. I hate feeling so helpless. "What will your mate think if they find out you raped a girl?!" Jack laughs. "They will never find out." I stare up into his cruel face and shriek when he starts pulling down the hems of my pants. His hands are cold and relentless. Nails dig into my skin, sliding down closer to my neit

Jack’s cold voice sounded at this moment, “Hello, I’m the Death Inquisitor. You guys left the desolate mountain and escaped frantically. You successfully avoided the police and came to a desolate place. Coincidentally, there’s a dilapidated building here. We’ll play a game here.” “Who’s afraid of who? If you have the guts, come out. I have a lot of ways to kill you,” Adolf roared. ‘If you want to kill me, the prerequisite is that you have to untie the ropes first,’ Jack thought. As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room was lit up. The lights were so blinding that they narrowed their eyes. However, the online viewers were all stunned. “F*ck. What’s going on?” “They’re all stripped nak

I stared blankly at the photo until Jake finally forced the words. “Ryan, was Jackla’s fiancé,” Jake said quietly, sealing the trap around us. “On the very day he was slaughtered, he was standing at the altar, about to marry her.” A dark, humorless laugh choked in my throat. I had slaughtered my own wife’s fiancé. The cruel irony of the universe was absolute poetry. “Which means only one thing,” I whispered, the crushing weight of the revelation settling heavily into the marrow of my bones. “Jackla could be a werewolf hunter too,” Jake chipped in, his words dropping like lead weights into the silence. “And she was probably directly involved in your father’s execution.”

Jack says trying to look at him in the rear mirror. "Fine. We got kidnapped. In the morning, after you guys were gone, Alice and I were walking to class together. Then I don't know, I just felt uncomfortable so I turned around and surly there were two guys with masks following us. Then I told Alice to run and before I could move one of them caught me and suffocated me with what seemed like a napkin? And the other guy got Alice and did the same thing. Then I don't remember what happened after that because I guess we passed out. Then when I woke up, I was in this really white and bright room, and there was this guy in front of us who turned out to be Alice's uncle," both Sally and Jack gasp an

I have been doing that all these years. “Girl, you good?” a croaking voice I am now familiar with reminding me of my still being alive. I didn’t say a word to her making her sigh loudly. She did not say anything making me believe she was actually gone till the voice came again. “You can’t keep hiding in here forever. You are the bravest skull head I know. You’re a sadist and my dad’s murderer but I can’t help but still like and aspire to be like you. The fact you do not let any man bring you down is everything beautiful. The ‘killer’ the world is afraid of will never act like this. This is far from you being yourself.” Each word whispered behind the door.

Jean said in an angry voice. “It means you already decided me as a killer and now you are trying to fit the consequences and the evidence in me. And I won't let you do that. If needed I'll find that Dr. Killer myself and then prove how wrong you all are.” after saying that Jackson anxiously stood up from the chair and stomped out from the room.