Nemesis Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Adonis I keep going up the empty path. Everyone was on a shift inside the mansion or with the Lord in the hall in the Crite. When I reach the halfway point to my destination, something grabs me from behind. It happens so fast! The next thing I know, my neck is being ripped off my body and I am no longer breathing! LD

She began programming the second iteration of Icarus something she called [Nemesis Protocol]. If Icarus was the wings to fly, then Nemesis was the sword to strike. The real war had only just begun. END OF CHAPTER 25..

I read scrolling through the internet. “What if Nemesis was a robot, do we have that in the dark web?” asked Mika. “We can find all kinds of nemesis project’s. But we first need to find the one that Steve was working on.” I said. Katleho nodded. “you should get a manicure, when last did you take care of yourself?” I said teasing Katleho. She chuckled. “Shut up!”

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

The message preview catches my eye: ‘Can you bring me that gray hoodie tomorrow, baby? Annoyance sets in immediately. Baby? My nails dig into my palms. I'm still staring at the screen when the bathroom door opens again. Nora steps out and startles when she finds me standing right there. "Thugs or gentlemen?" I ask quietly. She blinks. "What?" I move closer. "Thugs or gentlemen, little wolf?" Her eyes go wide, realization dawning. A pretty flush crawls up her neck. I understand now. She wants the monster. The one who takes and doesn't ask for permission. Fine.

Jay was gone. Jess tried to turn to run but was unable to pull her feet from the tar. She tried to dig out of it. The more she clawed at the substance the more took its place. Jess suddenly became aware of the thing standing over her. She could feel it breathing on her and she saw its giant claw like feet. Jess was to scared to look up but allowed her eyes to creep up inch by inch. She found herself staring into it's eyes. She let out a ear-piercing scream. “Gotcha pretty girl.” It snarled before opening its mouth and swallowing her whole.

Deep and raspy, White-Eyed Ivory Dragon’s voice rang out, “Welcome to Nemesis. Let me introduce myself. I am White-Eyed Ivory Dragon, the original Nemesis’ number one.” Sigillum then spoke, “I am Sigillum, the original Nemesis’ number three.” Followed by Devastation, who said, “I am Devastation, the original Nemesis’ number five.” And lastly, Dhrishit added, “I am Dhrishit, the original Nemesis’ number six.” “From today onwards, you guys will be part of Nemesis. We are happy to have you here, and we believe you guys will be able to restore Nemesis to its former glory,” said White-Eyed Ivory Dragon.

my anger boiling over. What was it that I saw in his eyes—pity? I couldn't bear the thought of losing anyone; my family meant everything to me. "You better not touch my family, or I swear I'll kill you," I warned him, ready to transform. But he countered, "You can't kill someone who is already dead, Drew. Can't you see? It's you speaking to yourself." I paused, processing his words. "You programmed me to remind you of what the witch foretold—that you wouldn't remember your past lives because your wife would grant you the gift of reincarnation. Now, I am here to fulfill that purpose, Drew, as I always have. Remember who we are and what transpired centuries ago," and with that, memories surged

The spiral scar on my palm throbs, tendrils of emerald light snaking up my arm. It's not just a brand anymore-it's a *bridge*. --- **The Memory Thief** The first hallucination hits at dawn. I'm back in the cabin, Eden's laughter echoing as he skins a rabbit. But when he turns, his eyes are Nessa's-voids of static. **"You let her take me,"** he accuses, the rabbit dissolving into moss.

“I mean, what if they move and we don’t know it? We’re not there anymore, where we can see.” “I still have eyes there,” Nat replied. Creepers, filthy little creatures he despised, not quite demons or rodents but somewhere in between, made perfect spies, and there were still plenty of them littered around the woods in Reaper’s Hollow. Not to mention the demon population hadn’t diminished any just because Nat had to find new quarters. While he could’ve found a house closer by, being near Rune wasn’t a good idea right now, not when he was plotting her demise. The thought of killing her should’ve excited him, but instead, it made him feel hollow inside, like Ru’s death would cause him to lose pa