Pirate Cove Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Savannah noticed the Captain fastening his pants. Savannah was going to stand up and flee. She wanted this person to notice how vulnerable she was. He drew Savannah back and ran over her viciously. He smiled at her. Savannah was about to be raped by this old man. The stench of his mouth is revolting. He didn't even have a full set of teeth, and yet he dared to touch Savannah and lay his hands on her lovely skin! 'I'd rather have sex with Phantom than this ugly pirate!' Savannah screamed in her head as the old Pirate was about to rend the woman's garments.

Ransom whispers, then kisses me before stalking away to help Jase and the others. I nod to him, telling him to be careful to his retreating back. He might not feel pain in what people consider a standard capacity, but I don’t want him more hurt than he already is. I saw nothing, so I’m glad he could enough to know he needed to leave me. Next thing I know, my mouth is covered, and a familiar body is trapping my arms, pulling me against them. I’m dragged away from my family. “Hello, Pixie. I’ve missed you,” he purrs against my ear after releasing me. We are in a cave somewhere along the coast.

But, only one thing can seize my powers, black magic from witches. I could hear Cooper cackle at my other side as he joined us. “You might overlook the state of your hair when high in ecstasy, though,” he said. And cooper? A total mister know-it-all jerk. Jake leaned down to my ear and whispered in a dangerous tone, “You might even lose your morals, more orals no morals.” Like they always tease, I decided to play their games this time. Both were not aware of my encounter with the pirate. However, they know I have a bugging boyfriend.

the same settings and the same dream, looks like I did book it for two nights in a raw , lucky me , exclusively , and now the brown crawlers are holding me tighter, tighter than ever and starting to grab me down , beneath the ocean's dark surface , I can't escape their grip , my head barely above the surface and the small breaking waves hitting my face , my body all being gripped from all my four extremities, I took my last breath, before sinking down , and I sank in it deeper and deeper , leaving a rope of my last breath bubbles, I watched it going up and escaping while I can't escape , I am resisting and struggling but it is no use anymore I am just close to it I can feel it , behind me ,

Closing her eyelids, the girl fell asleep, and the dreams were transferred back to the Siren's cave, but now the monster was not alone. Slimy tentacles entangled the hips of an arching newt, the onewith bronze cropped hair. Nocté found his body on the shore surrounded by moths. Now he was lying on the stone floor and moaning while the Siren was fidgeting on him with squelch and singing. In a moment of ecstasy, the newt growled, there was a crack of torn flesh. The Siren raised her bloody hand, holding a lover’s heart with a pearl in her palm. The newt was still convulsing under her as she ate his flesh, pulled out his organs, scattering them in different directions and pouring blood all arou

Wheel house received Paul messages through radio. "You see, the gauges look like pressurized chambers." Paul Elizabeth nodded. She climbed the container through the side. "Something is written on it. Please focus the ROV on me," Elizabeth informed the commander. "Right. There's something written in the painting. There's also a picture of a monkey. Underneath the picture is written 111," the shift supervisor informed after checking the ROV visuals. “This picture and sign I saw somewhere else. Let me remember that,” Elizebath spoke through the radio.

Chapter 06: Mistaken We’ve been sailing in the sea for three consecutive days now and they said that in an hour or two we will be able to reach our destination, The Consair Cave. The haven of all the pirates sailing in this vast sea. This means I have to strengthen myself before we reach the Consair if not, I might collapse in there because of fear. Especially since I have traumas when it comes to waves.

Creeping vines and leafage as thick as the countless sand on the seashore had harbored the historic cavern and sunk around the entrance. However, the awkward girl had got little time to waste sightseeing. The attacker was perhaps also still at large. She had to hide for a while until the coast was clear. Again, called the goat, Meh-eh-eh. Maria was not an expert in mutton semiotics, so she had no discernment whether it had been keeled over by vermin. She tentatively reached for her coin purse again in her britches. An expensive vermin prey, losing it would be another deficiency to her piggy bank, so she had finally breached the threshold to the forgotten crag to spare a buck.

"What's this that popped up out of nowhere today?" The photo showed a young guy with a chest crisscrossed with nasty scars. I knew right away—it was Jeffrey's secret account. It looked like the old beggar was gearing up to leech off Jeffrey's youth after swapping health with Juliet. A comment popped up. [Looks like you're dealing with some old guilt, huh?] The cry for help was zapped from the internet in no time. Just a few minutes later, Jeffrey's text buzzed in. [Yazzy, did you check out the car and house I told you about?]

After a very tiring day, the pirates went to bed. Kataleya was insomnia, so she left her room. As she walked she noticed that someone was following her, but she continued walking waiting for him to appear. Without realizing it, someone pushed her against the wall. - Beautiful woman! Kataleya tried to push him away: — Let go of me! The pirate covered her mouth and held her with all his strength. With one of his hands he began to lift your dress.