Jeffrey Mason Creepypasta นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It lived in my nightmares. Dean stiffened, his weight lifting off me. I peered around his shoulder. Mason Cross stood there, silhouetted against the dim lights. He looked like a god of the underworld, his hands shoved into his pockets, his expression bored but his eyes glowing a faint, dangerous gold. "That's my head-shrinker you’re pawing at," Mason said. "We weren't finished with our session. Get the fuck off her." "Boss," Dean stuttered, his bravado evaporating. "I didn't... I didn't know she was yours."

He had enough people in his life to talk to, he didn’t need another one. “Talked to who?” The fourth member of their group arrived taking the seat beside Declan. Mason looked over at Jonathon and sighed. He would have to recite the whole story again, hopefully without interruption this time. “Okay, I’m only going to say this once so listen up and no interrupting.” He waited for their nods. They were used to his quirks, which was why they were still his friends and the only people he socialized with. “I have a new neighbor, her name is Lisa. She works at night, well, I assume she’s working. The gist of it is that she is a nocturnalist, like me—” He shot Declan a narrow glare when he opened hi

Most would be happy to come back to life but I’m not most, although, with time I learned to appreciate the gift—I’m glad I got this chance Jessica is no more. To think she came back to life as a vampire—now I know vampires are real too. It’s a crazy world, hehe I’m Mason Woods, a motherfucking Exorcist and this is my last confession I LOVE YOU NOT ONLY FOR WHAT YOU ARE, BUT FOR WHAT I AM WHEN I AM WITH YOU. I LOVE YOU NOT ONLY FOR WHAT YOU HAVE MADE OF YOURSELF, BUT FOR WHAT YOU ARE MAKING OF ME. I LOVE YOU FOR THE

It was a rather flimsy sight, uncanny and somewhat amusing. Justin didn’t budge, not even with his friends in a defensive stance and the lacrosse stick. He kept on eating. “You think I should go over there and talk to him?” Mason turned to his girlfriend, scared by what he was witnessing in front of him. Carolyne nudged him, “He’s your best friend.” “He could also be a revenant for all we know.” Mason joked, “Get me a clove of garlic just in case.” Carolyne rolled her eyes as she walked towards Justin, placing a hand in his shoulder, she sent a look to her boyfriend, I-told-you-so, “See?? He’s not a revenant.”

The next day,Mason woke feeling like he had been crushed by a bus,he looked beside him and there was no Ste-phen which he had expected,he felt like Ste-phen acted like the previous night because of the bond and he just went inside the bathroom to freshen up and get ready for school.He smiled as he remembered that his bullies have been taken care of,He opened the wardrobe and saw it filled with new clothes all thanks to the big and grumpy Lycan.

“More than life itself?” She smiled. “I know. I love you too.” I kissed her again. “Goodnight, Piccolo.” “Night.” She walked into the house, and I headed back to my car. After getting in, I headed to my house. The drive was relatively short, and Mason was already there. I walked into the pantry and down into the room. I could hear cries of pain as soon as I entered the house. I stopped on the last stair and watched Mason pour holy water into fresh cuts he’d made. The sound that escaped the man’s lips was sickening. He hadn’t told us his name, but we’d been at this for two nights now.

Kelsey didn't feel like going upstairs. She was frightened of what kind of monster would jump at her if she showed her face. She tried lying on the couch again to get some sleep but she just really couldn't get herself to peacefully rest. Mason's words rang in her head repeatedly, breaking every bits and pieces of her heart that was already shattered. She silently cried for an hour and when her sobs died out, she remained laying on her back staring at the ceiling.

“Because Mason was creepy, yes, but not abnormal. We don’t know him well enough to judge. He’s probably a nice guy, but grumpy around you and Axel because of Elara.” “If I tell you, you cannot tell Elara,” I say firmly. “Swear to that.” “I swear,” he replies seriously. “I walked in on Elara while she …” I sigh, pausing for a moment. Saying the words out loud is painful. “She is suddenly drawn to him to such an extent that she masturbates while fantasising about him. That isn’t normal for her. She’s nothing but devoted to us, and I think Mason slipped something into her drink.”

“I’ll take your legs.” Reva, who was in despair, jolted and looked up at Kayson in disbelief. ‘What!? Has Kayson gone crazy? Can he not see the muscular men?’ Apparently, Mason was taken aback before snorting and laughing while covering his face. “Nice one! F*cking wild!” Mason was tearing up from laughter as he shook his head and waved his hand. “Trash the boy and toss him in the bin!” ‘How boring. I thought that someone impressive would show up, yet this is it?’

I always try my hardest not to think of Krystal. The pain that accompanies those thoughts is something I tried to avoid. "Well l'm here and I thought you lots of presents." "Really? That's so cool. I have been a good boy. The doctor says I'm very brave pup and that once l'm completely healed, I'm get an cream treat. My choice." The calmness and joy in his voice is contagious. For a moment I forget that my heart is frozen. I relaxed into the moment chatting with him. Mason is ten but his outside on life is different. He filled me in on