Puppet Fnaf Scary Novels & Stories

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

the voice wheezed, the sound of sandpaper on bone. The closet door swung wide, not pushed by a hand, but kicked open with a violent force that sent the wood splintering against the wall. The man stepped out. He was tall, gaunt, and dressed in rags that smelled of wet earth and ancient decay. His eyes were milky, sightless, yet they locked onto mine with a terrifying, supernatural precision. I didn't run. I couldn't. I was paralyzed, anchored to the floor as he took a step forward, his movements jerky and wrong, like a puppet on tangled strings.

said Henry, so my group walked towards me and Emperor and hugged us. The Train stops at Station A05; Fake Plastic Station. The group broke the hug and we looked at Emperor “Emp you've been through alot, don’t worry the FNAF family and I are here with you, Viriti, Oz & Lost included” said Cassidy. Then we got up and got off the train and saw the Fake Plastic Station; A05. As we walk towards the entrance I saw a parasite from the game Scorn the whole were sick to the stomachs “okay that’s disgusting” Fritz explained “true it’s a parasite from Scorn it’s a biopunk survival horror adventure game” I explained then looked at the parasite “hey foster father” he said “hi Parasito” I said “wait Arno

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

I never realized how peaceful humans look when they are in the depths of deep slumber. Just by looking at one you would think all well within the world, and maybe it is but not in my world. As I watch Sky sleep I realize two things, one being that I have finally embraced the fact that I'm a nonhuman and the other is that for the first time in my life I am truly scared. For the last few days all I have been feeling this intense fear, gut wrenching fear that at any moment one of the demons after me would come and kill the love of my life. Hence why I have been watching him sleep and basically following him around for days now.

Proserpina knew her eyes were glowing, heart racing with dread as the shadows danced around her, agitated and terrified, “I–I'm not afraid of you!” But a soft voice that eerily sounds too much like Thanatos or was it Hades or Roman? They are all beginning to sound the same to her now laughed in the back of her mind and sneered at her, calling her a liar. Because I… I am afraid... I'm terrified of that thing, more than I feared my father… I’m afraid of being defiled and devoured back in his corpse-ridden lair for his sick pleasure over and over and over and over again–

she giggled. Patricia smiled and said nothing, following the three little ones closely, afraid of accidentally losing them. Charles and Fannie were very enthusiastic. Fannie stood at the entrance of the haunted house and couldn't move her feet, saying, "Charles, Randy, I want to go in and play." Charles rolled his eyes, saying, "How childish. Everything inside is fake, what's there to play with?" Fannie pouted and coquettishly said, "But I want to! I want to go in and play, will you guys come with me?"

Artemisia “Stop it,” I whisper pleadingly, my eyes still glued onto the dolls panicky. “Make it stop!” Just as I have uttered my plea the voices stop and the dolls tipple over inanimate. Turning my head slowly to face Fynn, I find him watching him with one of his stupid grins plastered on his face. “What was that? How did you do that?” He shrugs, sadness taking over his features, “I got a few powers like this… Funfair tricks.”

Jake began to feel an eerie compulsion as his entire body froze with his eyes moving up the sketch to find the woman's eyes which to his surprise, had not been that visible about four seconds ago. Her head was slightly bent downwards, giving her eyes a darker appearance as Jake watched them slowly begin to glow in a pale orange color. He thought he heard voices. Soft whispers, drawing him closer and closer to the page as he found himself unable to withdraw from the woman's glare... "Hey! You're going to the party, right?" Jake felt his senses suddenly rush back into him as he snapped out of the trance before turning to his friends. "What...?" "The party. Pumpkin People!" Matt rephrased, refe

------------ ----------------- Three hours later . . . ------------ ----------------- "Never . . . EVER . . . ask 'How bad can it be?' EVER!" Henry said as the six "heroes" returned from their less than illustrious outing. Banshee and Lillian had been right. Some sixteen year old girl had attempted an "off voodoo" ritual to make a boy at school like her and had accidentally brought a next of EFIs into the Earth realm. EFI, as Banshee explained, stood for Evil Fucking Insect. They looked like ants, except for being six inches long, glowing yellow eyes, pincers that could bit a normal man's fingers off, and an extremely tough hide. There had been thousands of them wandering around, trying to g