Minecraft Creepy Stories Novels & Stories

"Maia, are you really this stupid, or are you just acting? Someone could sell you out, and you'd still be there thanking the person who did it." His tone had shifted. It wasn't playful anymore. A cold chill began to creep up my spine. This wasn't some kinky game. He wasn't joking. "W-What do you want? Why did you tie me up?" "What does it look like? I caught myself a prime piece of meat, and I'm going to get a good price for it." A prime piece of meat. A good price. Suddenly, every horror story I'd ever read about women vanishing in remote areas flashed through my mind.

Officer Bob’s eyes widened, likely wondering if Drex was hallucinating or simply hiding something massive behind a fairy tale. "Nonsense! Vampires are just myths. Don't try to play me for a fool!" Drex continued, unfazed. "I caught a strange scent near the hemodialysis area. I suspect there’s a vampire within the Mediyoung Company. Those creatures crave fresh blood, though I didn't expect one to actually prey on a human." "This is absurd! You're lying!" Bob was still skeptical, yet a hint of doubt flickered in his eyes. "Believe what you want, but I’m certain that as long as that thing is roaming free, there will be more cases like this," Drex predicted.

“They were the best stories. So detailed, I often used to wonder if she had met these creatures herself. The way she described things made it all so easy to imagine, yet I have to say, never did I feel afraid... more intrigued.” Rocco nodded in agreement, a coy smile upon his face. “Perhaps. Who knows, maybe you are right? The forest I believe your Grandma’s cabin is located is close to a number of packs, so who is to say she did not meet a werewolf or two? Imagine if the tales you loved so much, the tales she told you, were in fact tales of her own life?”

Something close to fear. "You really want to know?" she asked. Lucas leaned forward. "Tell us." Lila took a breath. "Have you ever heard the legends of the Madredard Drakkons?" Jake scoffed. "You mean those ancient monsters? The ones from fairy tales?" Lila shook her head. "They weren’t fairy tales. They were real." Lucas stared at her. "What proof do you have?" "The Witches of Weddard told me," she said simply.

“Richard, you can’t just go around talking about killing another Alpha. Do you have any idea what that would cause?” I tilted my head slightly. “I’m not talking about killing an Alpha.” Gunner frowned. “Then what the hell are you talking about?” I hesitated for a moment, not because I doubted what I was about to say — but because saying it aloud made it feel heavier, more dangerous. The air itself seemed to listen. “You ever heard the stories?” I asked softly. “The ones the old packs used to tell about the thing that walked under the full moon. The one that didn’t belong to any pack or bloodline.”

Then she gave me a nice little peck on the cheek and asked me if I could walk her home, which I did. By the time I left Mindy's, my pants had pretty much dried and it felt downright crusty in there. I was barely off of Mindy's street when I ran into Fred and Bob. Bob spat out, "You dawg you. You made out with Mindy Rogers in the cemetery. Wow! I never, I mean I would never believed it had I not seen it for myself." "You guys saw us in the cemetery?" I said. "Of course we did," answered Fred. "How else could we be sure you completed the dare. So why are ya walking funny Andy?"

They hardly leave us light when rain is falling. I pull off the blanket from my head and look around. I hate the dark. Infact, I'm horrified by it. Unlike my brother whoes best color is black, black is my worst. I'm not just scarred of the dark for being scarred sakes. I literally see things in the dark. Like creepy figures moving about. The center table could even end up looking like a troll to me in the dark. I am still shaking and staring about when something suddenly flies on my face. I scream as I brush it of and only then do I realize its a COACKROACH!

Master Burkins snapped, walking towards them with a stern look on his face, still holding the book open he was reading from. “Oh sorry, I was just telling Lacey I heard this library was a well of knowledge about mystical creatures, like Balrog, she did not believe me” Rex answered snappily. “I am surprised someone like you would know about creatures like that” Master Buckins said, stopping in his tracks with a surprised look on his face, his glasses sliding down his nose a little.

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

"Mate, what does that mean?" He suddenly parked the car. "Princess, this is actually not the right place and right time to tell you all these but I have to if I don't want to keep you in the dark anymore. Paradise Creek……" "Is a pack of werewolves," I completed his statement for him. "Not just that Babe, it's a home of mystic creatures except Vampires" he replied. "How much do you know, Princess?" "You're a werewolf and so are Tommy and Ivy as well as Liam, I think I just found that out right now,"