Red Angel Creepypasta Novels & Stories

“But it was only after we visited Lincoln that Mirage’s dreams…nightmares, started to get worse. She no longer dreams of just her mother’s death, but now she’s seeing a man with red eyes and he seems t0 be targeting Alex in her dreams.” “Does she have a description of the man who is after her?” Alpha Charles frowned. “We can find a match from the International log for Supernatural creatures.” “No, she only sees a shadowy figure and red eyes.” I answered him. “But she’s sure that the dreams aren’t cause by Alpha Krimson. She says the voice is haunting, eerie almost. But there are also other creatures that have red eyes. Other rogues perhaps?” “There is a possibility that the creature can not

Amanda suddenly let out a sharp scream and turned to run. The "ghost" hanging outside the window grinned in triumph. But… wasn’t her reaction a bit too slow? One minute later, Amanda returned carrying a basin full of blood-red liquid. A cold glint flashed in her eyes. “Heavenly spirits above, earthly spirits below, by the decree of the Supreme Elder Lord—sword, come! Subdue this evil! I splash you with black dog’s blood, may you never reincarnate!” Splash! The “female ghost” was drenched from head to toe in the red liquid.

- Esther asked, relaxing a bit, but as she looked into the strange eyes of this woman, without any pupils, she still felt a little scared. - At first, when you started looking for information about us, especially after contacting 'the_scarlet_truth' user, we had to stop you, so we haunted your house to scare you and discourage from delving further into it.- Saraqael said, as if ignoring her questions.- So it was us the first time, but not the second time. And we didn't install that search engine on your laptop again, we removed it and we hoped it would stay that way. Unfortunately, as it turned out, by succumbing to your curiosity and opening this search engine again, you invited something v

Warner said to me as I took a seat. “Who's Miranda?” I pondered, adjusting my posture on the comfy sofa. “Uhm, I am Miranda!” The girl with the messy bun sitting aside me said. “Right.” I sighed, her brown eyes drawing me in. —---------------------------------------- Angel’s POV I hung up the call and put the phone down. My head tilted to the side and i.locked eyes with John. He was entrancing. His aura kept drawing me in. My panties wet up as we stared eye to eye.

She was driven out of her thoughts when she felt a tug on her dress. She looked down and saw 6-year-old Joana looking up at her with her two big Heterochromia eyes of the shades green and blue. “Your dress is dirty,” Joana stated, touching the torn part of Rebecca’s dress. Rebecca squatted and took Joanna’s little body into an embrace, pecking her cheeks. “Yea, I fell in a puddle.” Just that statement left a bad taste in her mouth. It brought back the thoughts of earlier events.

Can he tell that I might be in trouble? As if on cue, his deep voice floods my mind. My knees tremble from the intensity of it. 'Angel? What's wrong?' I don't answer, determined to make her talk. "Do you know who I am?" Sabrina growls as she moves. She's increasing in height, her skin turning dark blue. Her eyes are a bright yellow colour. Holy shit. "I'm not sure. Why don't you tell me what you are?" I say, even though my heart is racing now.

Even if this marriage is going to end, they can't damage the Richmond family's reputation at all. "You little girl, so slick with your words." Karli waved her hand, "I don't have time to deal with you. If you want to help her, take her away. She wants a divorce, and we the Richmond family don't want to keep someone who only knows how to eat for free." Upon hearing this, Angelica's eyes grew even deeper. Before Amelia came in, from the outside, you could tell that something spooky was going on in there. Soul Reaping is different from Earthbound Formation, it is formed by the resentment of the living, triggering the evil spirits underground.

Feeling the pain flow through me, my eyes opened wide and I heard a shriek. "ANGELA!" ***** Well, well, well, what was it? Will she die? Or will someone save her? Bloom M.

I don't know when I'm drifted into sleep in his arms meanwhile in the sky good angel : is there any other piece of man like this guy evil angel : why good angel : to make him mine evil angel : didn't you see what kind of guy he is earlier good angel : who cares evil angel : me good angel : huh evil angel : you're not allowed to dream about any guy good angel : why evil angel : that's it

Angelique recognized it as the carving she saw on the stone back on the bridge. “This must be a joke, right?” She whispered to the handsome man once they were seated. “See for yourself.” He gestured his hand to the crowd dancing to music. Angelique studied the crowd. At first glance, they seem like normal people enjoying themselves at a party. But when she looked closer, she found out that some of them are translucent as if they have no flesh and bones. . as if they are just souls. In a corner, there sit a group of creatures with torso of a woman and legs of a bird. Some have wings and bear harps.