Really Creepy Clowns Novels & Stories

KAEL’S POV I let out a sigh, running a hand through my wet hair, watching the humans below, on the dance floor, swaying, grinding, drunk. The club was lit up, red and blue lights flashing around the club, the music loud enough to disturb the deaf. I swirled the wine in my glass, watching them. “Clowns,” I muttered. I have no idea what God was thinking when he created this weak but dangerous species. They were cowards but hungry vipers that wouldn't hesitate to strike their own when money or power were the stake.

“We’re screwed now as these two are just not some simple alpha and luna. two are not just some simple werewolves that I intentionally thought. They’re smarter it took me over thirty years to finally found out her true identity, and it took these kids a few mere minutes with her, and they knows who she is. Even to this day I still don’t know what she really looks like. Every time I saw her, she was always changing appearances.” A flash of lightning darted past Agatha and went flying after the clown. The clown was shocked as it was coming too fast. She couldn’t dodge it in time. “Shit, she’s after my face.” “Multiple,” said Agatha. Her lightning splits and started scratching every inch of the

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

Clair shrieked exactly once, then denied it immediately. “That was not fear,” she said, clutching my arm. “No?” “That was outrage.” “Sure.” She hit my shoulder. “Shut up.” The path split and narrowed in odd places, forcing groups to separate and rejoin around fake coffins, crooked mirrors, and rooms pulsing with red light. The attraction wasn’t good, exactly, but it had that chaotic carnival quality where bad design and too much noise occasionally lined up into something effective. At one bend, we nearly walked straight into a hanging body prop, and Clair actually ducked into my side with a startled laugh.

Additionally, it was the first time Claud had opened his eyes so wide before. He recalled that the zombies had only been Rank 5 a few months back. Now, two more zombies had shown up. There were four Rank 7 Zombies and one Rank 6 Zombie. The scene was terrifying. Lucas beamed at Claud, whose face had turned pale. He said, "This is my Apocalyptic Legion. What do you think about it?" Claud stuttered as he looked at Lucas. He was horrified, and his body had started shaking out of fear. "Come here to me. Let me finish you," Lucas beckoned at Claud with his finger.

Every member is a goddamn freak of nature…" "Are we sure these guys are clanless ?" "You gotta be kidding me…those are like thousands of ghouls… how the heck is he still alive?" "Alive….this fucker is living breathing demon!" "Those mindless creatures don't stand a chance… Where did this monster come from? " "He is like a freakin reaper of souls… " "First Phantom and now this party….so clans aren't the only shelters for prodigies…" "He kinda reminds me of the tale of the grim reaper...."

“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

Flora swallowed hard and took the napkin off and saw the most horrible thing ever: a human-length sex doll, wearing a white nightgown similar to hers and crucified on the cross. And of course, the sex doll had Flora's exact face and body shape. It was even wearing the same nightgown. There was tissue and plastic in a corner of the room, there were some weird machines too. Flora guessed it right: Claude was also the one who made that doll, that creepy masterpiece. To that point, Flora had used all the braveness she had. The truth was clear: Claude is as sick as Jack. Maybe even worse. Flora's mind was thinking about one only thing: She has to run away before the painted desires turn to real d

The point is, it’s what you do that counts, not what you believe or the things you hold to be sacred. Like the zombers, these people could be hiding from public view because of a perceived danger they weren’t responsible for. They just happened to give the impression they were the denizens of hell risen to eat the flesh of man and feast on his entrails. It was an unfortunate look, like a bad perm. Jenny, Claire and Flossie had worried expressions on their faces, but you can always take a photo of someone that captures them at an odd angle, with one eye shut and their jaw sitting unevenly. All three of them having the same look was a bit more telling, I suppose.

"Where is he?" "By the clown," I point to where my son is with his cousins, and Chris, Lena's son and Effie's boss, is with the clown blowing up animal balloons that Lily hired. Chris and Leo are two months apart and became best buddies and were invited to Chris' birthday party at Adventure City. At the corner of my eye, I see Seth cowering next to Terry for protection as he glares at the clown. I just recently learned about his fear of clowns that started in his childhood during his seventh birthday. Rex said Seth cried like a little girl because the clown was too scary.