Pennywise Creepy Novels & Stories

Silas POV: I still couldn't believe that little bastard got away, how he even left is beyond me and no one seems to remember what happened. "Have you gotten anywhere with figuring out how Xander got out?" I spat looking at Penny. "I'm almost done so would you shut the hell up for two seconds. You are worse than a child." Penny spat right back at me. I rolled my eyes at her. I didn't have time for this shit. Xander was our biggest weapon to use against her and now we fucking lost him! "He didn't leave, there was magic used here." Penny said as she walked around the room waving something around. "You see how this is bending to stay away? That's because someone was cloaked over here in this cor

Where elderly werewolves discussed territorial politics. “Back to earth, Noah. I know that face,” Penny's voice snapped me out of my memory, appearing in front of me out of nowhere like a damn ninja, her brows dancing with amusement. I flinched and stepped back instinctively. “What face?” I asked, pretending to inspect a nearby bush like it held the answer to my shame. She blocked my path, arms folded, grinning. “Girl, you reek of sex and orgasm.” Oh Moon, take me now.

"Putting on a show and acting mysterious!" Terence immediately began mocking Woody. "Pretending not to care, just to attract the attention of a beautiful woman. Your little schemes are way too obvious! But unfortunately, whether it's Rosie or Ms. Watts, they've both seen far too much of the world to fall for your cheap tricks. You're just scum, the type that can only deceive naive young girls who don't know better!" Not only did he insult Woody, but he also managed to throw shade at Penny.

With the number of enemies Sven had, this place would have to be fortified. Fortified against two lowly werewolves coming to rescue her. Her spirits dropped. Coming here would be suicide. Penny sat down on the floor, lying down on her side, before curling up in a ball, with her knees to her chest. It was becoming so hard to breathe. A sick feeling was building up in the pits of her stomach. She couldn't describe it, not really, but it felt like death; cold and slimy as it spread. Surrounded by it, she attributed the feelings to the contorted, tortured faces that decorated the room. She cried until her body became weak. Penny drifted off, haunted by the screams, one of which was her own.

She bites her lower lip, physically vibrating with the effort of holding the thought inside her skull. I reach out, digging my fingers hard into her arm. I step heavily on her foot, trying to ground her. Don’t fucking say it, I project desperately with my mind. She completely fails. “The Pennys,” Queenie blurts out, her voice cracking as she points between the two of them with an awful, hysterical laugh. “I mean, come on, you have to hear it. It is literally right there. The Pennys. The Pennis. That is just a penis. You operate a mystical business as Mr. and Mrs. Penis.”

RAINA'S POV- “When your Grandma said she would keep my snow globe safe, she really wasn't kidding,” I muttered with sarcasm as I walked down the dark passageway. Our feet thudded on baked black mud with its walls decorated with brown-black, twining, trunky vines. Leading with a torch in her hand, Pennelope chuckled and then uttered with dramatic emphasis, “Grams never—and I mean never joke around.” “Your home is creepy as hell,” I swear the big vines moved sometimes.

The demon’s voice changed simultaneously from that of an old woman to that of a small girl and back to a young teenage boy all the voices were screaming one thing “She belongs to us!” The voices then reverted back to an old woman’s and then suddenly changed into a deep croaking voice. “I consecrate and clear Wendy Wayne, let nothing but joy linger around her, in Jesus name!” The black smoke hit up to the sky and it dissipates in a loud ghostly moan and a really long bloody centipede crawled out and I smashed the insect with my feet. Wendy is lying on the ground unconscious, I come to her and she’s still breathing so I lift her up and a portal appears behind me

Piper nudged her as she flinched. "Come on girl! What is the matter?" Piper inquired as Willow gazed back at her with bulged eyes. (Should I tell her?) She thought. "Hey! Are you okay?' She asked again as Willow decided to spill. "Emm, do you by any chance, feel that this place seemed creepy?' " what are you talking about?" Piper giggled. "It is Halloween, it should be creepy of course" she rubbed her shoulders. (Of course, she would not understand me) she thought.

Pux popped from Renny's purse, his arms folded across the zipper as he stared at the others, his beard hanging down past the edge of the purse and over his arms. "I wouldn't dawdle. Demons are right nasty buggers." "Oh, my, a gnome," Wanda said as she clasped her hands together, walking over to Renny. "I've always wanted to see gnomes." She leaned down, her eyes even with Pux's. "Aren't you just the cutest thing? Would you like a cookie?"

I sucked in a breath and looked away, not wanting to fall under that spell. Lizzie turned. Her eyes flitted to Roman, then to me, then back to Roman, before stopping on me. When she squinted comically at me as if I was under a microscope, I shifted uncomfortably. Something in her expression shifted, like she could feel it too—that something was different. Her gaze lingered on me for a beat too long before she turned back to the screen. “You're not asleep yet?” Roman asked her. She shook her head, “Nah, just rounding this up. Pennywise thinks he can scare me? Ha, he needs to think again.”