Mario Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Especially on days like this which she felt overwhelmed. Katrina felt all that was missing was a hot chocolate and a large size pizza on her bed. That would lighten her mood for the whole day. Her eyes widened when she saw a picture of Mario with an intriguing headline. It read; Ten things you didn’t know about Mario the scammer. Katrina could not believe her eyes. She quickly tapped on the attacked link to read the full article about Mario.

It’s the only unorganized thing in the room, tossed carelessly near the edge as if he had thrown it down in a hurry. My fingers tremble as I reach for it. Part of me is terrified of what I’ll find, graphic, bloody mafia images of bodies left in alleys. I brace myself, unthreading the string tie, and slide the stack of glossy papers into the light. My breath hitches. “Michelle,” I gasp, my vision blurring in shock.

Matteo's POV I was walking through the darkness when Giorgia appeared before my eyes, locked in a dungeon. She stared up at me, weeping and begging to see our children with the same pitiful expression she had always worn. But the next second, she screamed as I lashed her with a whip, strike after strike. "For every single ounce of pain you inflicted on Rosella, I'm going to return it to you bit by bit. I'll make sure you live in hell," I hissed, glaring down at her.

Darkblood Count SMILED. [Okay, this little she-wolf might actually be onto something. No one survives him this long.] That eerie system voice woke me up again: [Initial players: 30. Current players: 15.] One night in, and five were monster food. Three others? They must've gone through something awful. Fear ratings hit 100. Then I got a message from one of the mages, Mara: [Yaya, are you okay? I should've warned you. The first three days, you have to bond with your 'family' fast. This is everything I know—take it as an apology for forcing you onto the 30th floor.]

Vema just arrived back at Bowser’s HQ. and had a quick talk with me about what’s going on. “I see I have plans to work with Malak and Bierce to locate these levels similar to Sexual Scerets level” said Vema. “That’s right Vema, we don’t know how many of these corrupted realms are there when they release Lilith” said Malak, “of course Malak and we’ll notify you about it" said Bierce "okay Bierce" I said as I look at Yoshi "Arnold, it's Karuji" said Karuji "go ahead Karuji" I said "I just scanned the terrain and found that there's a pizzeria from the horror game Five Nights At Freddy's is located at 300m away from Bowser Castle, I looked at the challenges there and found out that 24hr challeng

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, Nicole, go take a fucking shower already. I can’t stand looking at you walking around here looking like some dirty, broken doll I picked up off the pavement.” Mario’s angry voice broke into my thoughts. The comparison almost made me laugh, because wasn’t that exactly what I was? However, I would literally kill for a shower right now. I was also terrified of being naked anywhere around this man. Game or not, I knew he would expect things from me. Things I tried not to think about because it made me want to vomit. He’d been so busy planning the execution of his brother, I was hoping he wouldn’t notice that I was still running around in the same fancy dress I’d arrived

Their faces were pale, their breaths ragged, and their hands fidgeting with their weapons. When they reached Mario's room, they pushed the door open with urgency. "Boss," one of the men blurted, his voice trembling, "it appears we’ve been compromised. You need to evacuate immediately." Mario, calm yet intrigued, shifted his gaze toward them. "Compromised? How?" The man hesitated, his fear evident. "We’ve found 50 dead bodies scattered around the perimeter—all of them our men. Whoever did this… they’re a ghost." Mario’s eyes widened briefly in shock, his composed demeanor cracking for just a moment. "Fifty men?" he muttered, processing the scale of the loss. "It appears I’ve underestimated Da

Later, a tall man with red eyes enters the room, a vampire. " Sir, the chopper and escort are ready, but we must use the backyard to get there," the man says and Mario nods. Mario unlocks the shackles and my wrists are red as they were holding too tied, he points a gun to my head as we walk out of the room. When we reach the backyard, a breeze hits me, it's not delightful, it smells of death and blood. I gasp when I see a man's body crashed by a huge metal, while next to him is a man whose throat was slushed out. We walk further, and everywhere I look, there are dead bodies. My heart shrinks when I see a dead wolf, he has bullets in his fur.

That’s when I heard it. A low groan. I froze. It came from his room. My heart hammered in my chest as I stepped closer, pressing my ear against the door. Another groan—then a sob. My stomach twisted. Without thinking, I pushed the door open tentatively. Mario lay there, tangled in the sheets, drenched in sweat. His face was twisted, his body shaking slightly, like he was trapped in something he couldn’t wake up from. This wasn’t the same ruthless, smug bastard who smirked at me all day. This wasn’t the man who killed without blinking.

He moans onto my dick, sending shivers through my entire body. We continued sucking each other, jerking our dicks into each others mouths moaning each other's names as seeds of cum gushed into the back of our that's and swallowed. Mario moved away, leaning over me. "That was hell a sexy moi amour. I want to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for a week." He growled. "Then fuck me."