Rainbow Dash Creepypasta Novels & Stories

My head is buzzing every time… In the gloom of the afternoon, crows circled overhead, uttering a ghostly cry. On the attractive road, with every step I take, that scent becomes more and more intense. Interspersed with the sound of the rain pounding on the old corrugated iron roofs, I heard the odd sound of water stamping behind me. The rhythms were odd, and chaotic. Faintly reflected in the puddles, the crimson object behind came closer and closer. I go, he goes. I stop, he stops. I turn, he turns. I ran, he chased. Now I understand, the Rain God wants to kill me! No, not God. A blood-colored demon.

- John Carl the face of David was really scared and shaking he silently looks up and says "look at the window"- David I immediately look at the small window at first, there was nothing there but suddenly *swwoooshhh* swwoooshhh* someone pass by! my whole body feels shiver and fear! "w-what is that!?"- John Carl using his sharp glare against me "stay quiet idiot!"- Dessa "w-what is that"- John Carl. I tried again to us in a low voice "We also don't know, that thing appears after the 3days of the apocalypse"- Dessa

As the wolves crept closer, she whispered softly — a voice trembling with memory and power: > “When crimson rains and moonlight dies, The Dark shall walk where silence lies. The Child of Dusk shall choose the path, Between the Sun’s love and the Dark One’s wrath. But death must come to light once sworn, Before the God of Dreams is born.” The ground shuddered. A low growl rolled through the forest — deep, ancient, alive. The wolves froze mid-step. Whining, backing away, they turned and vanished into the fog. Rhea’s eyes widened as the growl grew louder, vibrating through her bones. It came from behind her. She turned — slowly. Beyond the edge of the mist, the ground split open. A shadow began

With one final thought of gratitude towards her aunt for her unwavering support, Aqua surrendered to the darkness, allowing its gentle embrace to carry her away from the tempest of her thoughts and into the peaceful realm of dreams. As Aqua's eyelids drooped with drowsiness, the rhythmic patter of rain against her window lulled her towards sleep. However, her rest was abruptly interrupted by the sound of rocks clattering against the glass. Startled, she sat up in bed, her heart pounding with apprehension. Peering through the darkness, she made out a figure standing outside her window. It was Damon, his expression etched with worry. Aqua's initial shock gave way to concern as she hurriedly ma

She must be with her best friend, Tawny. Unfortunately, my sleep is not very restful. This time I don’t dream about a gorgeous man with beautiful golden hair and rich amber eyes. No, it’s the same nightmare as before. This time I’m not in my bed. I’m out on the street, and I’m running from the glowing mist. I dream of it catching me and clawing me until my body is nearly in shreds. Even in sleep, I can feel the life draining out of me. I look at my dying body to see my lifeblood being drained. Terror and fascination fuse in my mind as I watch my blood turn into a pulsating red and black light while it streams out of my body. In my dream, I try to pull my failing body away from this soul-suck

My heart races as he grabs her by the back of her hair. ‘No!’ My blood curdles as that sinister voice fills the hall. The spine-chilling voice is one which I am familiar with. Azarakh! The darkness suddenly consumes the room as I feel three powerful auras surround me. And then everything happens too fast. Rhea pulls Enrique close, my heart clenching painfully when I see his teeth sink into her neck, marking her. Uncle Liam shouts for everyone to get out just as we hear the first shriek from the Crawlers.

Author's POV: Her nostrils flared slightly as she drew in a sharp breath, inhaling the charged atmosphere. The tension radiating from her body was palpable, a testament to the surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. The crimson-eyed creatures reluctantly retreated, their growls echoing through the ominous stillness. Their paws, gripped by an unseen force, trembled as if bound by an otherworldly cuff. Xavier observed intently, his gaze veiled, as an ethereal white radiance enveloped Ava, her eyes transforming into an enigmatic shade of dark blue. The heavens darkened with heavy clouds, casting an eerie gloom upon the landscape, as fat droplets of rain began to cascade from the somber

Blood splashes on my white dress, I scream and my head whips to the right a man stands on the cliff like a shadow he is dark. Just a few steps and he will fall. Suddenly, he starts to move towards the edge, his steps echo like a haunted curse. I want to scream stop but it’s like I don’t have control of my own body. My eyes scream please don’t do it but it does nothing as he takes step after step and on the last step, light shines on his eyes, dark blue orbs staring back at me. A thunderous splash makes me scream as the man disappears into the ocean. “You breathed life into me only to kill me with your hands.” The words screamed in the air, echoing like the hiss of a deadly, snake.

The weird taste of the off-brand Kool Aid hung thick on his tongue. “Are you gonna cum soon baby? I need. Need . . . ” Reality became shiny along the edges. Some underpaid editor had over-saturated the colors. Things behind him? A door creek? Cold air? The world began to . . . No, not the world. His mind! His mind began drip-drip-dripping plop drip drip collecting into a puddle of nonsense at his feet lights and boxers and monsters in a pool of liquid rock, shaking sticks

He nods his head slightly telling me to continue. “What was it that started when you were 15?” I ask politely. Ash takes a moment to decide if he should answer that straight away. “It was nightmares. They started when I was 15 I would see these most hideous beast, animal’s that can only be found in your imagination. Most of the time I would be in the woods of a mountain called Aurelia Spires and I would have a weapon to kill them with like a bow and arrow or a long sword and a shield. Then a week before I turned 16 I had a dream about being out with my friend in the woods, we were camping there and this beast emerged from the bushes. I still remember the screams coming from my friend as the