Randy Warren Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Random clippings with Sharp scribbles. “Back in the 90s, a bunch of people turned up dead in the Ravenfalls forest.” Their bodies were torn apart…. Weird. Some people blamed wild animals, but my grandma always said it was something else. Something supernatural.” “Supernatural?” I asked, my voice quieter now. She nodded; her expression suddenly serious. “Ravenfall’s got secrets, Audrey. Lots of them. My grandma used to tell me stories about the creatures that have the ability to change from man to beast at will. Werewolves, most strongest during full moons.”

“If there are any problems or things that I would normally take care of, call him. He knows what needs to be done and who to call.” “This is part of your job, and I have known that since before I married you. I promise I will call Randy if there are any problems with this weirdness. I had Annie look at the pictures, and she confirmed that one of them was the thing she had called a ghost, but she had also seen one of the others and just thought it was her headlights causing an illusion with shadows, so she had never said anything about it. According to the picture, it was near the house.” “If you see anything in those pictures, call Randy,” Wren told her. He pulled her close and hugged her. “

“ I hate the fact that you let that man taste you… “ He said that made me looked at him again. His hair was not messy but his eyebrows was almost in a straight line. His jaw was moving intensely as he accessed his lawful look towards me. My eyes. He gulped many times that causes his adams apple to moved seductively. The noise inside my chest becomes even more messy as I witnessed how he stretched his lips that made him plastered a wide yet creepy grin. What's his problem? I can’t read his mind and I always thought that he’s a bipolar vampire. Well, if you can put it that way.

After the events of these past weeks, my guard has been put up higher making me feel on edge for the smallest things. I had only about seven minutes left to wait when I saw someone leave the car. He was wearing sunglasses so I couldn't decipher his face. Something told me that he wasn't a threat and was just a normal person living their day. For the second time, I decided on focussing on my game. That was until the man started walking towards me making me nervous. Was he here to kidnap me? Was he a shapeshifter? Damon did tell me that they can take over any living human form. At this point, my heart started to race at a dangerous level. I contemplated running away before any bad happens to m

“Let’s move to the back. “ I whisper to Alex and he hums, silently following as I lead the way. We take our seats at the far back and I drop the popcorn between us as my eyes move to the screen. “We missed a few minutes, but I bet it’d still be fun. “ I smile as I dip my hand in the popcorn to grab a chunk of it. No more than ten minutes into the movie and the popcorn is scattered around, almost empty in the paper with some on me and Alex. “Why did you choose this one, knowing you can’t handle scary movies?” Alex chuckles as I pull him towards me. “I didn’t know it’d be this scary. “ I murmur, peeking through my fingers and he shakes his head. I watch as the woman goes further into the fores

The cries of his warriors faded into a distant hum as he watched them fall one by one, their bodies littering the damp forest floor like fallen leaves. He felt his world crumble along with his warriors. A searing pain erupting in his leg pulled him back into the harsh reality. He glanced down to see an axe buried deep in his thigh, crimson blossoming around the wound. Suddenly, a deep growl ripped through the chaos, causing the earth around them to tremble. The sounds of bones cracking and reshaping could be heard as Randall's fingers gave way to claws and fur sprouting on his skin. His huge, intimidating black wolf took over, standing tall among every other person. A loud howl ripped out of

He pressed the power button, only to turn it back on seconds later, as if the photo might look different on a second glance. It didn’t. Carlson. A girl’s arms looped around him. Her mouth near his ear. That mocking line beneath it: Do you really think Carlson’s only yours? He couldn’t sit still. With a frustrated sigh, Randy grabbed his phone and slipped out of his room. The dorm hallway was dim, quiet at this hour, most doors already shut. He padded down to Brian’s room and knocked softly. A moment later, the door creaked open. Brian blinked at him, hair messy, a hoodie thrown on like he’d been about to crash for the night. “Randy? You look like you saw a ghost.”

While Amber had been cleaning up the house and herself, she had 4 more vivid visions. These were much stronger than she ever had in the past. She saw the vampires she would need to go hunt down, and it wasn’t just a few either. She was shocked with how many visions and how many vampires there were. She went to her computer to do some research on the old downtown neighborhood and find out what the true issues were taking place and what were just vampire related. Her findings kept coming up with the same 2 she had in her visions. Mara and Gedeon Arma from the Armageddon Clan. “Sure, that was original!” The had been there about 10 years now. They moved in shortly after she had left and over the

Randy said. I snorted and reclined on the bed. "I don't know why my main readership is male, and they've requested me to write harem. But if one of the female leads were me, I'd report the male lead for bigamy!" Randy chuckled, "Skr, ruthless!" Having spent significant time with Randy, his delayed graduation had its merits. He stumbled upon my forgotten novels, and his favorite happened to be the one I wrote years ago. The sky, previously murky, suddenly turned pitch black as heavy clouds loomed. The shelter's lights had long ceased to function.

by the time the sun shimmers at the horizon behind me and the crescent moon dips below the horizon before me, I have thought of every word I know of to describe really, really, really boring walking. There is absolutely nothing here. I think of the stories we told each other when we were pups. About wraiths that lived beneath the sand of the Barren that would pull you down into their nests. They would paralyze you and then their grubs would feed off you, slowly eating you alive. That was a favorite. There are the roaming packs of wilder-scorpions, creatures that are half beast, half scorpion. Where the beast's tail should be is a scorpion's sting that will cause your skin to turn black and t