Max And Ruby Creepypasta Novels & Stories

In his hand was a trash bag. I was about to say hello when my eyes caught the figure above his head. My smile froze. There, glowing in vivid red, was the number: 1,111. The worst part was that it was still fluctuating. My blood ran cold. That was pure bloodlust. It was a raw, undisguised intent to kill. I had never seen such a high value before. I once came across a creep on the subway at 300, and I thought that was bad.

Max moved quietly into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and soaked himself from head to toe. By the time he stepped out, he looked exactly like he had the night he drowned. He pulled out three small parchment charms. He pressed them between his fingers and muttered under his breath. "Rise." The air shifted. In the next second, three identical versions of Max stood side by side in front of me. They had the same "rotting" face, and even the droplets sliding off their hair fell in perfect sync.

But the Max now is a stranger, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to face the person he had become. Max’s words slithered into my mind, crawling under my skin. 'I’ll make you mine again, Sara,' he whispered, a venomous caress against the chaos that already filled my head. 'No matter what it takes. You can’t escape me.' They didn’t just echo in my ears—they burrowed deep, like a promise, like a curse. And I knew then, with terrifying certainty, that I’d never be free of him.

My eyes widen with excitement at the thought of crepes, and my tongue unconsciously licks my lower lip. "Don't do that," Max says, suddenly taking a step closer to me. He gently grabs my chin and traps my lower lip between his teeth. "Unless you want me doing this." His hand slips beneath my hoodie, cupping my left breast firmly, causing me to inhale sharply. "Or this," he continues, trailing his hand from my breast to my lower back, pressing my front against his chest. Finally, he moves up to massage my neck, eliciting a soft moan from me. He releases my lip, a satisfied grin on his face. "And especially this." He lifts me onto the kitchen counter, parting my legs enough to rub his erection

When was this app going to get there? Taking matters into her hands, Cassie deliberately rated the strong vibrations as “not strong” and hoped the app could take it up a notch. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< Back at the headquarters of Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation, CEO Wanda smirked. Someone was breaking the NNN challenge rule and seeking climax. The lady witch smiled and patted her unusual office plant, who hissed in return. “Oh hush,” the modern witch chided her pitted tentacle monster with twinkling eyes. Rule breakers had to be punished, but she wasn’t going to be the one dishing them out. Karma would take care of it like it always did. Warning: Next chapter will involve gore, dea

Max drops Fred at his house and returns to his villa. Sitting in his darkroom he took out his phone and dialed a number, " How's your work going, did you find anything, why not? it's been a year. My patience is not unlimited understand if you are incapable then tell me before, I am losing my mind. I will hire someone else and remember this year is your last year," Max cut the call and smashed the phone over the wall.

Max asked me that question because it was our time to apply for college, as we had recently just graduated from High School. Max: Rubster? Are you dead? Give me a treat tomorrow and then die. Rubber! Ruby. Rubbery. Robbery. I replied instantly. Ruby: Dummy, I ain't dead, yet! I went hiking with Pearl today. There's no network in the hilly areas. You know that, right? Max: How would I know when you weren't even replying? Anyways, answer my question. Ruby: I'm applying for the University of Manitoba. It's literally near my home.

There is no emotion whatsoever reflected on his face, but his eyes, have a panicked look to them, but that's not what rips a soundless gasp from me his eyes were glowing, not red, but gold, stunning vibrant gold. Someone calls out to him and mumbles something too low for me to hear, but I don't bother with that. I cough and blood start coming out of my mouth again, this time, it's not a trickle, it's a steady stream. Max curses and calls out my name. There is a flurry of movement but my eyes is on Max, he is saying something, over and over again, but I can't hear him. My vision goes spotty and the last thing I see is his golden eyes before everything goes dark.

Max said truthfully, taking out a pack of cigarette, but Mia snatched the pack away from him. "You dare to smoke in front of me?!" Mia yelled. "Babygirl, we have strong lungs." Blaze cooed. "Could you please not call your mate babygirl? I'm sorry but it bothers me." Jayla asked with anxiety, she was about to have a mini anxiety attack. You need guts to tell him something that you don't to hear or see. "Why not?" He asked curiously. Jayla widened her eyes, clearing her throat. "Because—" "She thinks you are Massimo from 365 days, damn baby didn't know you watched that kind of movie." Max chuckled interrupted up, he picked her up to put her in his lap, she squealed and hides her blushing face

Although Kiran was worried, he still stepped inside the house. There were bones everywhere and the smell of rotting flesh. It was truly disgusting. In a pile of bones, some kind of white bug was crawling on it. “This is the parasite of the zombie spell,” Maxwell said beside him. Kiran was not afraid. He lowered his head and pricked it with a needle. The little bug was pierced. Its body was wriggling as if it were trying to break free. Maxwell’s face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.