Rarity Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Phil was excited as he wanted to know what the contents of the mysterious pages were. Phil took the stack of bond paper and proceeded to read it while Samantha was beside him waiting to finish reading it. The paper talks about the things Phil needed, more information about the abyss, and the miasma. It talked about how the miasma is supposed to be the blood from a godlike creature imprisoned in the farthest depth of the abyss and how it corrupted its surroundings creating nightmarish creatures. Phil was a little disappointed at first because the information might be interesting it was no use for him right now until he read the third page.

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

Zara asked, looking up from her laptop screen. Jordan's expression grew earnest. "You know how dedicated she is to her medical work, right? Always reading research, trying to learn new techniques?" We all nodded. Rikka's commitment to supernatural medicine was legendary in the pack. "Well, there's this rare medical text about supernatural healing that's been out of print for decades amongst the supernatural community. 'Advanced Lycanthrope Physiology and Trauma Response' by Dr. Elena Vasquez. Rikka mentioned it once during a conversation about why werewolf healing varies between individuals. Said she'd always wanted to read it but couldn't find a copy anywhere."

And because unclaimed territory (aka most human towns) was too risky for our kind, thanks to it being the hunting ground for vampires and other supernatural beings. “Like it was hard in this case?”, Rita laughed and her perfectly shaped, red lips smirked at me, while I could see the mischief forming behind her perfect, dark blue eyes. And as on cue, the theatrics started. She threw herself at me, landing in my lap with one hand covering her forehead, as she dramatically exclaimed: “A young, innocent and sexy maid. A handsome, dangerous, brooding alpha… Please! This story is practically writing itself!” She laughed as I pushed her off me.

“Don’t worry Evan, this will get back to you soon enough. You’ll get to respond to everything. Okay, I tried calling the other locations called Helencia, and I either received no response because the locations didn’t understand what I was talking about, or the phone numbers no longer worked. This means if we travel through the other realm. We don’t know if we can safely leave through the other portals. In an effort to keep up with our changing needs, I’ve ordered packs for us with simple survival gear that should work in the other realm without too much interference from magic. Now onto the library research, we’ve got our hands full. The deaths appear to happen in cycles. Each death is diffe

When he could finally move, the tiny Fate was looking at a transparent door and one not-to-be-believed monster made of pulsing unwound souls, yarn, and needles. "It's a yarn cryptid! Is that always there? What do you feed it? Did you forget to feed it?" Tarsi was collecting his needles from the floor. "Why would I keep a cryptid as a pet?" Purl demanded, rummaging in his pouch for something that might help him fight the writhing monster. "These only spawn when something cataclysmic has happened. Something that fucks up the reincarnation cycle."

It sounded as though they were coming straight at him but luckily for him the cause of the snarling sounds were stopped by a strong massive iron bars on both side just as the hands of the snares stretches out to him with their eyes glowing red and their bodies darkened-rotten. “What are this?!” Node asked just as Peirce looked at his sides in awe. “I know a little knowledge about them. They’re called creepers, strange yet common beings infesting the Nymphs Kingdom as we speak, but this is weird, what are they doing in this part of the region?... Hmmm. Frankenstein with his ambition.” “Now do you still believe her? She’s luring us to a trap, maybe a push-button somewhere will do in opening up

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

Silently I cast an [Appraisal] on the dead corpse. {Name: Seed of the Deep Ones Threat Level: 3 Type: Undead/ Parasite Description: A parasitic monster that latches onto a host and slowly draining the life of their host, gains the strength of 2/3 of their host. The seed of the deep ones was a monster that feeds on souls and mana, prefers living environment was underwater, only able to stay out of water for only 24 hours. Classified as a hunter and a collector for a Deep one: Chutlusia, lord of the underwater.}

Lucas, the swimming team captain and the school's biggest playboy, texted. As a response to his text, I roll my eyes and inquire, "Oh, really, when did you have time to think about me when you're busy as usual being a womanizer?" I knew very well last night that he didn't leave without a girl under his arm. Lucas changes girlfriends, just like the days in the calendar. No one has ever seen him with the same girl for two days. And there's a rumor going around school that he loves sex so much that he cannot go without it for a week. He's no different from a vampire who craves blood, but rather a man-whore who enjoys sleeping around with different females.