روايات وقصص ضمن Paw Patrol Creepypasta

Raven said to Patricia as she was heading upstairs straight to her room with a gloomy mood. When she got to her room she kept on asking herself " where might he be? Why will he make friends with me just to dish me off the next day?" She kept on trying his number but it wasn't working. This continued for a week and Raven started to give up on seeing him again. She was really mad at herself for allowing a stranger into her heart that easy but she felt there was something special about Caleb and that was why they easily connected without any stress. When Raven got home that night, she was watching the news with Roger and Patricia and the reports showed that their have been some sightings of dea

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

It's like we're in the modern age, but the myths about aswang, mannaaggal and wakwak are still in vogue among them. Fortunately, someone pointed a flashlight at what Adison pointed to and that's when we found out, "Psh! It's just an owl!" "Come on, it's nine pm so people can get to the haunted house." We continued walking, but while walking, why was P still hugging Travis like a gecko? Why didn't Travis even react? Why does he like P's hug? So he doesn't care. We had been walking for almost five minutes and Travis and P were still doing the same until I couldn't take it anymore and,

Garrix furrowed his brows with confusion, a behavior like that had to be concerning. "Shawn..." Scarlett bellowed. "Mustn't hurt...Shawn." _______________________________________________ "Why are we here, Mom?" The two Vamps wandered into the old-timey world of Pastonville, found only within Scarlett's shared subconscious with her mother. "I just thought you wanted to see where I...originally grew up." "Yeah but, Uncle Josh said this place is a cesspool of paranormal paranoia. Won't we be seen?" "The people can't see or hear us. Besides, this wasn't what I want you to show you. I wanted to tell you a story; of the first Crimson Bride."

I just want Zayden to be by my side and stop the pain which I was going through. I felt like I couldn’t breathe, the pressure inside my chest was too much to take. I tried to reach the window. I didn’t know what happened next but I smelled the smell of fresh woods. I feel the cold ground under me. I stared at the moon and heard the sound of bone breaking. “Ooooowwwwlllll”, I howled loudly and saw my hands turning into the paw. Wait, did I just howl and see my hand turning into a paw?

I hoped that my eyes were playing a serious prank on me I turned backwards and there was no longer a dog, but a man, I tripped and fell to the ground, while he stood just at my foot, and stared deeply into my eyes I stared back at him, with a shaky body Fear was painted all over my face, when I realized that, he had same grey eyes as the dog, Oh no! He is the wolf! No, it can't be…werewolves aren't real' I said to myself 'They're Fictional, they aren't real'

Dela’s lips spread into a sinister smile. “Mel, help me, Please!” Audra screamed. I looked around frantically. “It’s not real. It’s not real.” I chanted to myself. Squeezing my eyes shut, I covered my ears, shaking my head. Audras screamed pierced through my covered ears. My eyes shot open. A disgusting creature stood before me, taking the place of Dela, it's back facing me. It was covered in spikes. Puss-filled sacks covered its body. It’s armed long and boney. Its claws crusted with blood. The smell of rotting flesh filled the air and a sour taste settled on my tongue. Its hair was patchy and oily. Its skin grey.

I shout, he looks down at the ground and shockingly begins to cry. I move even further away slightly feeling like this was gonna take a bad turn, he wipes his eyes looking at me tears rolling down his face. "Layla listen to me, I know the things I do are scary but I always have yours and Gabbie's best interests at heart" he starts, I stare at him utterly confused, who the heck is he taking about?! "I know you hate the life I live but it's just this one last job, you'll wait outside with Gabbie and straight after it's done we'll run away with each other" he cries, but he wasn't looking at me he was looking around the woods, is this guy hallucinating? "I know baby but trust me, nothing is gonn

It constricted, tightening with relentless pressure until the creature imploded, vanishing in a harmless, silent puff of black smoke. I braced for a psychic shriek, my own energy coiling to form a defensive shield, but there was nothing. The creatures were utterly silent, their focus absolute. Five more clawed their way from the soil, joining the unholy procession and bypassing us completely. The chilling realization dawned on me: they weren't acting on their own. They were puppets. Something, or someone, was pointing them like arrows at a target in Glens Crossing.