Papa Grande Creepypasta Novels & Stories

He said with so much venom that more tears spilled from my eyes. I didn't know what was going on, and by the look of panic on papa's face, it was obvious that we were in danger. "Then leave my family out of this. Whatever you want from me, take it and leave my mate and child alone." Papa growled angrily, still struggling to get out of the hold on his body. Before my eyes, the man's clothes shredded as his body began to contort into that of an otherworldly creature, I watched as sharp claws protruded out of his fingers. With one swipe of his hand, he sliced mama's neck open, spilling blood on the floor.

I chuckle nervously but nod. “Y’all this is um..” God I didn’t want to call him Papi but he rubs my ass! I immediately squeak out, “This is My.. Papi! Papi these are my folks. This is my Grammy and my aunts and uncle.” I let out a breath. He greets everyone then huskily whispers, “Good girl. That wasn’t so hard now was it?” Right on my neck causing goosebumps, shivers, leaking and my toes to curl in delight! I nervously glance at him as he inhales deeply, biting his bottom lip. His chest rumbles, his eyes going dark steel grey and swirling with lust! His chest rumbles, his eyes going dark steel grey and swirling with lust! He quietly mutters a little too seriously, “Mmm! Smells like you wann

’ I winked at them as I sent the link message. Papa rolled his eyes but discreetly zipped his fly, followed by a tug at Crista’s dress to cover her adequately. I snickered as she blushed, realizing how close she was to more than just me noticing her dress was out of sorts. They are too adorable for words. And so damn horny, but Crista’s in heat, so there’s that. Round of applause to my papa for getting laid multiple times a day at his age. Don’t tell him I said that, though. Pretty sure Chesed would come out and kick my ass.

I whispered- screamed at Chad, even though he seemed amused. "I need cartoons." Papa returned to the living room. His slowness is reminiscent of the time we have left. He's barely capable of walking. I am grateful that at least father and mother took care of him and hired another nurse. "Actually, Windsor..... I wanted to make dinner." Chad Hazel's eyes sparkle with fun. "What do you need?" "Everything and everything." Papa radiated greed and sat on the couch like a child drooling. But He is not allowed to eat anything and everything.

So, we kept going. We told him about Papa teaching Persephone how to throw a punch, only for her to immediately regret it when she tested it on a boy twice her size. We told him how Papa cried when Crista shifted for the first time, but he pretended it was just dust in his eyes. I told them how he used to check under my bed for monsters even after I was old enough to know better. Alec’s mouth barely softened. “Good,” Alec said quietly, his tone solemn. “A papa should make monsters afraid of the dark.”

after hearing papa and muma last night I know someone is coming back to destroy our happiness mum's scared face always says that the mysterious person is very dangerous but why this feeling of fright is coming back and why does this feeling seem to be familiar to me . why do papa and muma look happy always but because of that mysterious person muma looks very pale and weak... "sorry cupcakes for updating this chapter late because of my upcoming exams I am very busy in preparation and thanks for all your support and love thankyou and there is a special surprise in the upcoming chapter " Author note sometimes it's better to be alone than to be with someone who always hurt you...

Period. But a vampire? They just apparently deteriorate into a sack of flesh and then bones after long enough. I was stupid enough to look it up online and instantly regretted it. When I hear the doorknob rattle, it's all I do all I can to get my shit together. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK “Grandma!! Grandma’s here,” Gage shouts, as I lift my head from one wall, and take two steps back to lean it against another.

It adds. I secretly smiled mischievously and continued typing on the computer. JOHNSER SY POV:) "Change it." Papa put the USB on his desk. Regretfully I took it and almost fell. I showed Papa the video ads I made, it's almost my idea here. I don't know why Papa didn't like it. "You didn't like it, Papa?" I stuttered.

The flies were already beginning to buzz and vultures circled overhead. We were led forward, walking over the dead bodies of our people who had given their lives for our failed escape attempt. "Oh look. Your family has joined us." Papa was on his knees chained with silver, bloody and battered. He began to struggle anew as he saw us. "How touching." The man mocked. Then the man kicked Papa in the head so he hit the ground. He grabbed Papa's hair, lifting his face off the ground. "Never thought I'd see the day Julian Romano kissed the ground beneath my feet." He gave a cruel laugh and I recognized him at once.

I questioned, thoroughly bewildered by the sheer escalation of the environment. "You still possess the audacity to question us?!" Papa bellowed, his voice echoing sharply off the walls. "You were covertly administered an aphrodisiac and were mere moments away from being entirely exploited by that DJ! How could we possibly remain anything less than terrified for your life?" I stood entirely rooted to the spot, the blood draining from my face as my heart began to hammer violently against my ribs. "From what exact source did you obtain information regarding that, Papa?"