My Little Pony Creepypasta Novels & Stories

As much as I didn't want to pick up Lia's call; I ended up doing just that; I did; and at the background; I heard violent screams at the background; I almost drop the plate in my hand in fear… I ask Lucia, what is happening there; and she told me that she went to a party with Gena; and all of a sudden, Muna began to shake and she turned into a hairy monster; a Werewolf… And now; everyone at the party have their voices, high pitched due to fear; I told Lia to send me the address to the party; I pick up my jacket; and hurried there; I stop by the address lia had sent to me; the entire place had claw marks all over; I walk inside; and I saw everyone sitting at a corner; I went further and at th

As Curl's ponytail touched Pradai, and in a bid to remove whatever it is was on her body, got the attention of the monster. "Now!" Curl yelled, and pushed out Pradai with force while the monster dived at them, but hit it's body on a rock. "What the hell is that…" Pradai asked, trying to figure out what was happening. They were on one side, the monster had gotten to the middle where there was enough light from the moon… "This can't be… not the Cruk again" Curl said with fear. "Is a Cruk! Run!" Yelled Little Ben.

“Have the spirits been captured yet?” Luna Meria was horrified. “What spirits?!” Luna Sandra’s tone became mysterious. “There are spirits in this place! You don’t know. Every day, they crawl out to threaten me, especially at midnight. They have long tongues, red eyes, black hair, and they wear white clothes. They are the five mothers, the five mothers! They come to claim my life! It must be them! No, it could also be the third lady... Yes, it’s them!”

Maybe it all came from the lingering frustration about every little thing since my little family reunion at school. I tried not to think about it. Or anything else in particular but as you know it’s quite hard to keep your mind blank, so yeah, not much luck. I switched on the lamp beside my bed taking out my Creatures of the Moon book, I was reading something about Wendigos the last time if I could recall well. Vicious creatures, I tell you. These were the true creatures of the night. More deadly than vampires in my opinion. I sighed through the pages buying out time, as the minutes whisked away.

* It rushed. For a瞬, she could not see. Hear. Breathe. Dark. Not absence-of-light. Presence. Heavy. Thick. Full of whispers. Hate. Loneliness. Hungry, hungry, hungry— It groped for footholds in her. Old wounds. Old fears. You are too small. You are too weak. You are unlovable. You are a fraud. Luna did not deny them. She had sat with them only hours before.

Chapter 46: POV Anne The canopy above us felt less like a shelter and more like a cage. "Stay down, Lilly," Silas commanded, his voice a low, gravelly rasp as he shoved the little girl gently but firmly behind a thick outcrop of moss-covered rock. I didn't need to ask why. The air had turned foul, thick with the stench of rotting copper and old graves. Out from the dense thicket slithered Draco’s hunters. They weren’t human—not even close. These were the dark, twisted things of the deep Fae realms, creatures of ash and malice who hunted the fringes of our world. My stomach violently turned as I looked at them. Everyone knew the whispers. Everyone knew these demons literally fed on half-born

Maybe that was also why she had to die, so that my father could warp me into the perfect pawn instead of his son. ‘Yeah,’ Leah breathed. Pushing aside my quickly spiraling thoughts, I continued to take in the area around me. I had to admit, the pictures didn’t do it justice. It was like every single scent and color were multiplied here, creating an almost unreal image that just couldn’t possibly exist in the real world. However, that wasn’t the thing that made this place seem so surreal. Instead, what really made all of this seem like a dream were the two tiny creatures who were human from the waist up, but had horns sticking out of the top of their heads and a furry goat's bottom and hooves

In Silvershade, the pack borders are quiet, too quiet to consider normal. Witches are quietly digging and burying hay dolls around the pack borders. Wanda is quietly chanting a spell to bring those buried dolls to life. Only when the dolls come alive underground will they be able to hold that green wall intact. These are the dolls that would actually trap the souls within the green walls and suck their souls dry. These are the soul creepers whose sole purpose is to drain the vitality of the living. The stronger the living being, the greater their vitality.

I say trying to open the topic slowly. "After the carnival, I know that you all met some very interesting vampires, some are nice, others are being meanie butts I bet," I say repeating words I heard Blue says before. "Now what blue stands for is CGL, caregiver little, it's the relationship where the human in it is the more submissive one, you're being treated like a younger version of yourself. You're being given a second chance at childhood, to a life you were never given, or maybe it's too sweet and nice to let go, it's a way to help you cope with big feelings, with things that happened to you before, or maybe it's just the happiness of being responsibility free. Your life is different, an

They either hadn't figured out that looking into our heads for secrets would destroy them or they were seeking the fastest way to die. "I think there is a leprechaun over there," Alexis said in surprise. I didn't see the leprechaun, but I did see a monstrous Were-boar that was as big as a bull. I saw Were-bears, Were-tigers, and even a black-cloaked Superhero who used a silver dagger to lop off the heads of the Neratomay. And then I saw what was happening to the power source emanating from the center of the pentagram.