Majora's Mask Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Shit, this makes me nervous. "Before you go inside, you must use this, ma'am. Tonight is a special night of the month when we do this masquerade party. So, anyone can meet others without knowing his or her identity." Josh gives me a white lace mask. "Okay, so no one will know me?" "Yes, correct, and here, use this bracelet. Enjoy your night, ma'am." Lucky for me. Not even Selene or Gabriel can't identify me. This is so good.

88 meters tall could definitely be classified as huge! Cedric placed Maia on the bed in the lounge and lifted her blouse in frustration. Maia quickly tried to stop him with her free hand but that only gave him easier access as he grabbed her curves and gave her a squeeze. “Maia, I remembered that you were afraid of bugs when you were a kid. I can’t believe that you’re still afraid of them after growing up. You used to wonder why can’t bugs understand human language, then you would be able to reason with them and ask them not to come near you.” Marcus laughed as he recalled those childhood memories.

Something was crawling out—slowly, deliberately. A figure emerged, its shape human but wrong. Its limbs were too long, its movements jerky like a marionette. Its face was blank, featureless, except for two deep hollows where eyes should have been. Mia let out a strangled scream. “Run!” They didn’t need to be told twice. The group took off down the street, their footsteps echoing in the empty night. The thing behind them let out a distorted wail, a sound that made their ears ring and their hearts race faster.

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

It’s a call from Kitra and barely a second after her flare, a tremendous force comes slicing through the thick fog in a hair-raising swoosh that crashes right in front of us. My body takes into instant flight, pushing me to jump, fall and roll over uneven ground with a scream. “Mari! Kitra! Are you guys okay?” I hear Welma’s call, pressing my fingers to my temple as I groan up. What I see before me, makes my blood run dry. Right in my nose, is the sharp point of the edge of a metal. As a drop of perspiration rolls down the length of my nose to the tip, I gulp painfully, gradually raising my gaze to ascend the metal protrusion to make out a hazy outline of a ginormous blade that disappears in

Every one of our guests that night would be given a white mask at the door and asked to wear it for the duration of the show. When she told us that, a wave of nausea crashed over me. Was this really happening? Had my nightmares come true? Camilla’s words raced back through my mind. I’ll take you through the gates of Carcosa. I want to help you take off your mask. Together we will sing the song of the Hyades in the court of Carcosa. Cold hands gripped my insides and squeezed. The world swam before me, a maelstrom of red and gold, faces with holes and worms, all spinning down the bloodied drain of an impossible cyclopean city.

And my soul? Yeah, it tried to run away. This… thing… was tall. Nightmare tall. Slim like a shadow, someone stretched too far. Moving like smoke pretending to be a person. A mask covered its face—smooth, blank, empty. No eyes. No nose. No mouth. Just darkness shaped into a face. Its steps made no sound. Its presence made the air colder than my ex’s heart. Goosebumps attacked my skin, but I tried to stand strong. “Don’t look at the mask,” Cullen’s mother whispered.

What do you think about this idea Maja" the call of my name broke me out of thoughts and I looked up to find everyone staring at me including the dark irises of don. For the first time in six years i got to see the color of her eyes cause this time she wasn't in her large hat but a balaclava mask that hid her other facial feature except her lips nose and eyes. From the way her eyes narrowed into slit I could guess she was pleased by my absent mind which I hoped won't land me in trouble after this meeting. "U..uh... I cleared my throat and gave out a fake faint smile. "Yeah it's a good idea" I mumbled out. "You'll are dismissed, Maja remain seated" well I did expect that, I thought to myself

said Argen, but truly was Majika’s control who tend to use her body to avenge of what she have caused with prisoned souls. The deep forest turn to scatter away the fogs covering around the tall trees and as well as to Crestile that seems dull and spooky too when the area was torn throwing out magic that considered slowly fading them away in a map. Queen Deodria was not also a kind of Majestic one who wears Royalty and respected powerful of deep forest. The white fumes and the dark fumes was consumed back to the seaside where healing was occurred. Their body suddenly popped and lie consciously but have forgotten what had happened. However, the villagers of Crestile also started to get their c

666th FLOOR... The flock of vampires has now gathered in the hall to welcome Mort and start the party. All the invited and uninvited guests were present at the celebration. The place was filled with murmurs and chattering. It was last minute that Bjorn decided to have everyone wear masks provided by the servants at the entrance. The dark theme matches the mysterious vibes appearance of the guests. The place was very lavish and very imposing, a grueling display of majestic splendor. Behind the expensive gowns, and suits with masks lies the real entity of supernatural beings.