Lavender Town Creepypasta Novels & Stories

My foot I say to all those foolish uncultured creatures. But back to the plan... I know exactly what I'm going to do, little miss perfect aren't going to be so perfect after I'm done with her. She will be equivalent to Lilly's disfigured paintings. With a dark grin spreading on her lips, one similar to the grin the devil himself would be spotted in. The chills that run down one's spine after witnessing it would certainly crawl down your spine like a lone drop of water running down one's exposed back. •●•

She asked as we all moved out of the back door. “Willow.” He answered. I immediately linked Hannah and Cyrus to meet us, and followed the to the river. The sight I saw was unsettling and a strong wave of overwhelming sorrow and fear flooded through Ana. I was shocked she was able to remain so calm. It nearly knocked me to my knees. There was trails of blood everywhere and leaves of flesh and clothes scattered around a small framed woman her eyes were flickering blue and water circled her unsteadily. I could smell her fear mingled with four different lycan scents.

Lavender’s POV I took a sip from my coffee, my eyes glued on the old newspapers. I flipped through the paper, sighing when it was another useless article. Nothing made sense anymore, everything that happened that day seemed to be planned perfectly with zero flaws. No clues left, nothing to trace. As I said, it was a dead end. “Lavender, it’s becoming late,” Tia yawned, her eyes were closing slowly as she held another newspaper.

She followed her line of sight to see the two men sitting on the trunk of the tree they had uprooted a while ago. Did Vivian start liking hunky men too? Why hadn’t she changed the video yet? “Sweet baby bunnies!” She exclaimed when she finally caught on. The landscape was not like anything found on Earth; instead, it was identical to the landscapes predicted for the Lycan world. “I am not dreaming right, Ru pinch me.” “Ouch!!” Vivian screamed in pain when Ru actually pinched her. “You dumb headed girl! I didn’t ask you to pinch me for real.” Vivian seethed, rubbing her arm.

I would wield it as a weapon, harness its power to bring justice to those who had wronged me. And so, with a renewed sense of purpose, I rode on, deeper into the heart of the Black Woods. The wind whispered my name, a haunting melody that echoed through the trees. My heart, though battered and scarred, pulsed with a determination that could not be extinguished. For in the depths of darkness, where secrets and shadows dance, that's where everything would emerge from. That's where the Vampire's Flower would be buried and a devil would be born. The horse came to a halt as it couldn't enter the forest any further. I got off of it as I walked in the direction of my mother's grave. But, that was w

The vampire chuckled as she saw them. “Really? Lavender sunflowers?” She asked. I nodded. “Also known as the Dead Man’s flower. Powerful enough to hide any scent known to man.” She scoffed and shook her head. “Impressive, but still. You’re wasting your time,” she said. She tried to wriggle free from the chains once more and then burnt her, the sizzling sound splitting the silence. She groaned in anger. “Son of a….” “Ah ah ahhhh,” I said, waving my finger.

“Take me there.” “No,” Ella bites out, struggling to gain her composure. “Not until I know what’s going on–” “TAKE ME THERE!” Aviva screams. “MY MATE IS THERE!” I can’t catch my breath. My head spins as I sink to the floor with Lavender in my arms. Grandma is at my side, tears falling down her cheeks and landing in Lavender’s hair. Her powers of healing are so much stronger than mine. Lavender’s wounds knit together quickly, fully, but Lavender’s exhausted. Something crinkles when the maids pull Lavender away. Six pages worth of a letter land in my lap.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

It’s been an hour of studying, Venus nor Snow have arrived, Lavender would occasionally look up after someone came into the library hoping to see one or the other. However, they never came, dinner was already coming, and they still haven't come. After finally finishing the 20+ pages from the Strange Magic the group of three started packing getting ready to leave. Lavender grabbed the book from Zander who had it now saying she was going to check it out to borrow for the night. I walked up to a different Liberian with luck it may be since the one probably though that I was crazy from before. “First and Last name, please.” She continued typing on her computer, knot having eye contact any time.

"You're Meave Spelman. My Mate talks alot about you." I frown. "Who are you?" "Xander. You're supposed to be doing a movie about my love life." He counters and my frown deepens. "Is this a joke?" He chuckles. "Did that Lava trick I pulled seem like a trick?" No. It didn't. "You're a Vampire." I mutter.