Kirby Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Kir looks around for a moment, causing Alex to copy the action. “What’s up?” Alex whispers. Kir’s cat-like ears pop up again as she continues scanning their surroundings. “Alex, let’s have some fun.” Kir says with a mischievous grin. “Okay..” Alex responds with confusion. Kir shifts into her large blue wolf and runs off, leaving Alex standing there in awe. Alex shakes his head and looks around, completely lost on what he is supposed to be doing.

“You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.” He narrowed his eyes. “You had a name for it.” “I call him Kujo.” He tried not to laugh and failed. “Oh, right! Like Stephen King’s novel Cujo!” “Well, he’s big and angry and dangerous like a rabid Saint Bernard, right?” “Right!” He laughed heartedly a moment longer. “Sorry. You’re just full of surprises, young lady.” “Go figure, old man.” He elbowed me, laughing out loud again. When he calmed down, he took an

"Before you took me back, I grew up in this instance. The three bosses here are my family. So tell me—what's wrong with calling this my turf? And if someone orders me around in my own turf, shouldn't they get slapped?" Laughter immediately erupted around us. One veteran player even wiped tears from his eyes from laughing too hard. "Little Missy, did your dad hit you so hard you went stupid? You actually dare say the three bosses of Happy Home are your family?" Not a single person believed me. After all, the survival rate of this instance was terrifyingly low. The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tr

“Grub knows scary lady is with you wonky leg, and Grub does not want to anger scary lady and she turn him to mush before bone god reads Grub’s skin marks.” “Grub it’s fine to come and wash yourself, I do in fact encourage it,” Kiri said, scowling slightly as her nose picked up his scent. “I’ll see you back at the group,” Kiri said with a smile, turning to walk away, nodding to Grub as he passed while he was making his way to the stream. After throwing off all his clothing to be nude before wading into the water waist-deep, Grub turned to Rex, “What was wonky leg doing with scary lady alone? You have less fear than Grub to be smiling after that.”

“Don’t blame me, Tyr Summers. Hahaha, it’s all because you forced my hand. “You were the one who chose to be a coward. With me digging up your mother’s grave, I don’t believe that you won’t show yourself. Hahahaha. “Dig. Hurry up and dig. Make sure to dig up Lydia Alroy’s skeletal remains for me. Hahahaha.” Summers Cemetery reverberated with Kirin’s crazed laughter. This man had completely lost his mind and all reason. Even the word ‘devil’ was not enough to describe how abominable he was. The grave robbers had been in the business for a long time, but they all felt a tingle in their skulls when they heard Kirin’s laughter.

I cried out in shock and agony, the sudden violence leaving me reeling. My leg was in pain, I had not totally healed yet. “What do you want?!” I managed to gasp, my voice strained with pain and fear. Kirby’s eyes bore into mine, cold and unyielding. “I want f*cking answers,” She spat, her voice laced with fury. I was so scared, I swear I believed that I was going to die. I struggled against her grip, but she held me fast, her strength surprising for someone of her age.

Kiara’s POV Just as I opened the door I got this weary feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was quiet in the cabin which made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I started walking to kitchen and was hit with a metallic like smell. And this other very distinct smell , the smell of death. As I got closer to the kitchen I’m met with what looks like kool-aid on the floor but it was thicker than that and way darker. I turned the corner slowly and there I see her meemaw laying on the floor in a pool if her own blood. Someone had sliced her throat. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand. I heard a muffled cry and looked up. Right in front of me was my best friend, tears streaming down he

I mean, I don't believe in the paranormal which is why I hate watching any movie that has to do with Werewolfs or vampires. My younger brother was a fan of them and would refuse to watch any other thing but the sickly things. My name is Kimberly Johnson and I am officially turning 20 by this weekend. My best friend Cassandra threatened she was going to do something nasty on that day to commemorate it which had me scared since she said it, knowing the kind of person she is__very wild and untamed

it threatened. Suddenly, the scenery changed into a blur. It looked like someone had just erased a drawing on the board, then quickly change the drawing. I was suddenly already in an alley. I saw the sad Alexander and the Dark Lord on one side. I could finally see the creature’s face. It was a skull. “Grim Reaper?” I whispered the question, much to myself. “Yup,” Lex confirmed my suspicion. Kira was walking without seeing them or us from the other side. She was wearing a woman's suit, a pair of pants, and a pair of riding boots.