Lulu Creepypasta Novels & Stories

She grabbed her bag and phone away; Lia's eyes kicks in anger; she warned me to tell Lulu to return her things, I stood there, oblivious to know what she wanted me to do; and after we all battled with her; she got back her senses; and finally chose to ask us, why we have come to meet her. I smiled; Lulu gave back her things, and she asked, if the rumors about Gena missing is true. Lia eyes go bigger as she did not want to tell us what we wanted to hear; Lulu understood, and she turn to me; she have this devious look on her face; Lucia stand and she watched Lulu and and I, talk with each other, but with our eyes; it continued for a while; until Lia finally broke, and she told us what we wante

Lulu—not just a baby born in a Seattle hospital to a single mom, but a child hidden by witchcraft from one of the most powerful werewolf bloodlines on the continent. I keep my voice low, conscious of Lulu asleep ten feet away behind my door. The coffee goes cold in my hands. I don't drink it. I just hold it like a prop, something to grip while I dismantle the careful fiction of the past eighteen months and show him the mess underneath.

The chapel reeked of sex and brimstone, the air thick and humid like a fever dream. Selene Ravencrest was still on her back in the center of the glowing pentagram, chest heaving wildly, her perky breasts glistening with sweat and stray drops of glowing violet precum. Her tiny black lace panties were completely ruined, shoved aside to expose her swollen, puffy pussy lips that continued to twitch and leak from the powerful orgasm Lilithara had already forced from her. The stone floor beneath her was slick with the first messy rivers of her girl-cum, the crimson salt lines now dark and wet.

The creepiest part was that there was a faint red glow in its dark eye sockets, making it seem extremely creepy. Luna could not help but grab Alex’s hand. Her palm was slightly sweating as she said, “Don’t be afraid, isn’t this just a dead skeletal ghost? My sister is an expert ghost hunter, and I’ve seen this kind of thing many times.” Alex could feel the sweat in her palm. He said, “Don’t shake your hand when you speak. Otherwise, it will betray your inner fear.” “My fear? You really know how to spew nonsense!” Luna took out the Sky-Devil Zither from her mind palace and was ready to attack.

It was as if her own body was answering the call of whatever was in his hand. “I am what your deepest desires summoned,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, resonant frequency that vibrated in her bones. “I am an incubus. A creature that lives in the spaces between what people want and what they are willing to admit. I feed on surrender, Lila. I feed on the moment a soul stops fighting and gives itself over to the dark.” Lila’s knees went weak. She reached out a hand to steady herself against a nearby bench, her brain struggling to process the words. “You’re… you’re not human?”

I looked closer at it and discovered they were maggots. I jumped up and about screaming and waving my hands to clean myself. Ew! Eww! Eww! Lucif POV "Hold on." I said to Linda. "What is it?" She asked. "I hear screams." I said. "Screams? But I don't hear anything." She said. "Shhh. Stay here. I'm going to check it out." I said to Linda. "No. Please don't go. I don't want to be here alone." She said.

*Lilly* I woke up with the sound of people muttering and chatting. My eyes fluttered as the dim light came in. “She's not around here anymore.” ”Are you sure?” “Yes. You can't feel it?” “I can but that damn witch can mask her scent from us Lycans.” It was Luca and Adam's voice. I woke up with squinted eyes. Trying to adjust to the little light that is now entering my retina.

Her voice dropped to a whisper, "I can sense danger. We need to return to the palace immediately." Without hesitation, they turned back the way they came. Suddenly, a twig snapped nearby. "Did you hear that?" A hand slithered out and grabbed Lila, dragging her into the shadows before she could reply. With a cry of surprise, Hailey staggered back. "Lila!" She screamed while her heart raced in her chest. Lila was firmly held by a shadowy figure that materialised from behind a tree. Hailey could see glowing eyeballs and rotting flesh in the dim light. It was a ghoul, with a horrific grin curled around its decaying mouth.

141. LUTHER I go limb like a corpse, and Marlon notices immediately. "Hey, hey, what's the matter? Are you okay?" He lifts my chin. I swallow a heavy gulp as I nod and force a smile. I don't have the heart to tell him how ruined we are right now. I look through the small glass gap in the door, and her angry face is gone. Was I hallucinating because of how paranoid I was? Or did Bernice of all people see Marlon and I?

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. •●•