Pokemon Creepypasta Black Novels & Stories

Black magic. The second it activated, the pain returned tenfold. My bones trembled beneath my skin. My knees buckled, crashing to the floor. A cruel chuckle slipped from Thorne’s throat. “So much for the invincible Lycan,” he sneered. “A little black magic and you’re crawling like a wounded dog.” “Uncle, stop!” Lunessa shouted, voice laced with panic. “If you come any closer, I’ll unwrap the second relic,” he warned.

Nothing, no scent, no sound, no sign that anyone had entered. A shaky breath escaped my lips as I clutched my pounding head. I staggered to my feet, guided only by the pale moonlight spilling through the window. My body felt like lead, weak, empty, and starving, my throat burned with dryness. I stumbled into the kitchen and drank water. I set the cup down, and that’s when it happened. A sharp, agonizing crack split through my bones, my knees buckled. No. Not again. I screamed as the shift overtook me, my bones twisting, reshaping, skin tearing. The black wolf emerged, ruthless and wild, trapping my soul behind its eyes.

I can’t breath and slowly as I feel myself suffocating I wake up. I scream, as I sit up in my bed this has to end I have to get the monsters ready to leave and we have to leave tomorrow morning. I glance clock beside my bed and notice that I have only got 12 hours until we leave. I scramble out of bed and race down the hall, “Black” I call silently in my head “I need you” Black doesn’t take long and he is soon in my study standing in front of my desk waiting for instructions. “Black?” “Yes Sir?” “I need you to prepare the monsters.” “But sir, they are not ready yet.” “I don’t care if they are ready, we don’t need

They were endless, like a plague, like nightmares given flesh. We can’t hold, my wolf snarled. Call her. Call her now. No. I couldn’t risk Zoey and I couldn’t drag her into this but the ground itself seemed to shiver and behind the creatures, a shape even darker began to rise. Massive, shifting, dripping black mud like an open wound in the earth. Something ancient and definitely wrong. It shouldn’t be happening. It had no face, just a gaping hole that pulled in air with a wet, sucking sound.

He wants me as another nameless woman in his collection. We reach the gravel driveway just as a massive black limousine pulls up to the main entrance. The windows are completely blacked out, reflecting the grey sky. A cold spike of dread hits my stomach. My inner wolf, April, stirs instantly, her claws digging into my consciousness. Gage tenses beside me, his arm snapping out to block my path. "Betty, stay behind me." "What is it?" I whisper, my eyes locked on the vehicle. "The black kingdom," Gage says, his voice dropping into a harsh register. "He is a relative of yours. You can feel the blood pull, can you not?"

⸻ 🌙 The Awakening The darkness below the mansion started moving. Not like smoke. Not like shadows. Like something alive. 🌑 Something enormous. Something ancient. 💀 Thousands of glowing eyes appeared in the darkness. 👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️ Watching. Waiting. Hungry. 😨 The man in black stepped forward. For the first time, fear appeared on his face. 💔 “It’s awake.” Aariz looked toward the staircase. His silver eyes filled with panic.

You are from my dreams, August screamed inside his head, trying to deal with the madness gripping his self. Both chanted and sang while a huge creature emerged from the smoke. This beast stood a bit bigger than the others, and was the one sporting black fur. Two of the grey creatures brought him gory bits of Roman soldiers. One held a leg, the thigh end glistening in the moonlight. The other tossed a head up and down in its hands like a child playing with a ball. The black haired creature snatched the head from the grey monster’s grasp, and bit into it like a man would an apple, and threw it to the ground. The big thing smacked its lips so loud those in hiding could hear it.

He said, “Go flip that body over and get the Maddox Scripture.” Both Centipede and Black Scorpius were a little nervous. But, they did not dare to disobey the bishop’s order and carefully went toward the side of the coffin. However, when they touched Cairo’s corpse, they seemed to have activated some kind of mechanism. The corpse suddenly opened his mouth. Some crystal-like parasites flew out of its mouth promptly and pounced toward Centipede and Black Scorpius. “Arghhhh!” Centipede and Black Scorpius let out a miserable cry at the same time. In the next second, something scalp-prickling happened.

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.

People are scrambling and running towards the forest to hide. I zoom in on what everyone is frightened of and it makes me want to vomit. There are these weird looking creatures that appear to have various features from a bird, feline, bear and wolf. Maybe human too? There eyes are completely black. Some have three arms or two heads and their flesh smells as though it is rotting. Whatever they are I don’t think they are truly alive. “Kale!” “On it Katerina, get Cedar and Joy out of here!”