Novel & Cerita Papa Grande Creepypasta

My heart did a flip when the man suddenly gave papa a head butt. I gasped as my papa took a step back. The man smirked as he used his fingers to call into papa. "Charles, come on!", I heard Master Hammond yell and my Papa ran for the man. He had only managed to give him a blow on the chest before the gigantic man gave papa a kick in the stomach. Papa swayed. He was about to land on the floor when the man took a hold of him. He took Papa's neck beneath his armpit and squeezed.

“I think you like it hard and rough. Must remind you of those good ole’ boys who held you hostage in Louisiana, was it?” Jeannine’s arms turned to dead weight. She was half-unconscious, and he was so much stronger. Her mind screamed as she heard his laughter, and the laughter of the two filthy bayou rats . . . J Papa Nightmare paced around Jeannine like a cat toying with a mouse. He stood behind her now, and close. She smelled his putrid breath, smelled his sweat. “What happened next, girl?” purred Papa Nightmare into her ear. “You don’t remember, do you? Let me tell you the rest of the story myself.”

I just remain like an idiot, watching his cock go flaccid, feeling how the streaks of his sperm roll down my body. My mouth. My face. My hair. He slips his cock back in his pants and steps backward. He starts to leave when I stop him with the question “What did my papa do to you?” Once out, I don't stop talking. The slight movement has me drinking his spunk… curiosity indeed kills. This time, it's through a stranger’s filthy sperm. He turns, quite excited as if indulging me. “He stole from me. And your fat-ass groom thinks he’s smart enough.”

Liars, cheaters, and frauds! I moved from there, left the city, and stayed at home alone. When my situation got worse because of a lack of spiritual attraction, I wanted to die but failed. When my father, the king of all vampires, came to fetch me, I became pale and thin. We vampires need to touch a human to suck their little spiritual energy, which helps us to survive. My father hired a human who willingly saved me. She was nice to me, and I requested my father to let me go to the human world again.

~07~ Chiara 21 years ago… The door was kicked open. The crayons pouch that Mamma got me for Boxing Day dropped from my hands. A man in a long black coat and a scary face walked in. "Laura, my love. I found you." He uttered with a scary grin on his dark face. Papa moved forward,pulling me behind him. "Who the hell are you, and why are you in my house? What's the meaning—" "Shut the fuck up! Don't say a fucking word!" The scary bad man shouted. His eyes, his face. I couldn't look at him.

Papa’s voice filled my head. Papa! I cried out to him, watching helplessly as his kind smile melted into the evil grin of a gargoyle. I jerked back with disgust and the devil’s face swirled into a cloud of vivid colours. I panicked and screamed, Papa! Wait, don’t go! What’s the truth? You didn’t owe Ralph Virtus anything, did you? Help me, Juliette…His pleading voice faded as the vibrant colours morphed into a giant ball of crystal white light that consumed me….

To our surprise, it was Papa who entered the room. He sneaked into our room as if he's a theif. He slowly broke down the door so it wouldn't make a noise. He quickly sat down on Eve's bed. "Isn't it, 'yet? Am I right?" Eve asked and continued writing in her notebook. Grabe, a. He was only thirteen but didn't even use po and opo. Just a little bit really, I'm going to slap it. Just tell me. "Yes," papang replied. "That's what I was saying to your sister before! But, that, makes you laugh at what your uncle is saying. Don't get too engrossed in what he's saying. Sometimes it's not in the right mindset. "

"Come on.” "But mama said no one should get this close to me." My tiny voice protests, and the weird feeling got stronger. "Papa isn't just anyone, come on don't keep papa waiting.” He motioned me to come closer. Weary of my hesitancy he stood on his feet and advanced towards my frail figure. His huge frame towered over mine, multiple fractions of my build. “This means more sweets and chocolates and all your favourites goodies.” Gently, I took quiet steps backward and away from his almost close figure. The feeling was now beyond odd, it was both frightening and creepy to have my papa trail my steps.

he whispered so slowly if I wasn’t paying attention I wouldn’t have heard him. Just in that instance, the dungeon door was thrown apart as a large shadow filled up the space and the sounds of heavy footsteps approached us. My papa pulled me behind him in a protective stance. I tried to move aside to have a clear view of the entrance but papa blocked and prevented me from seeing the infamous monster. I was curious to know what went on but papa wouldn't talk or explain so I gave up trying. The heavy steps got closer and closer until they stopped. I peeked from behind my papa and my eyes almost bulged out of their sockets at the sight before me.

grandfather called and I exhaled and turn to him ,his cold everlasting red eyes were on me like he was searching for something which I know I won't provide for him . now let me introduce myself , my name is Derek grandson of Dracula king of the vampires .I don't know anything about my with parents because both my grandparents told me my father was killed by the wolves and my mother was slaughtered by the witches .they saved me so am very grateful to them and that's why I love them so much . "what up paps " I said grinning from ear to ear and must of the elders chuckled but paps glared made them to keep shut .