Scariest Killer Clown Novels & Stories

Its mouth split even wider as it surfaced, rubber clown lips tearing, revealing a second row of needle‑teeth beneath. It let out a shriek that was part calliope, part rusted hinge. The survivor it had burst up under didn’t even have time to scream properly. One hooked hand latched around his thigh. The other shot to his chest. With a horrible, jerking motion, the clown yanked him off his feet and down toward the hole. The man’s scream cut off in a gurgle as his head smacked the board edge. “Grab him!” someone shouted. Hands shot out.

She demanded, “Why! Why are you after Juniper and me.” “Well,” the clown chattered her teeth then giggled. “before you, I wanted her.” “You wanted her?” “Yes. Yes, I did.” Agatha inhaled sharply as she knew who this woman was. She paled and said, “You’re the real face snatcher.” The clown’s thrilled laughter echoed the mountain top. “Yesss! I am! Ta-da!” She waved her arms openly. “The one I killed before was just one of your subordinate. She was just imitating you.”

Rather see clearly, who the real killer of the corpse. A clown with sharp sparring fangs and a sword in his hand, making Stacy unable to move her feet even for a single step. The clown's red eyes seemed to completely hypnotize Stacy. The clown continued to approach Stacy, who was standing motionless by the closet. If it weren't for the sound of his cell phone ringing, he could have lost consciousness. Even when the clown killed him. Stacy realized that she was only inches away from the clown and ran out of the room. Before he could answer the caller on his cell phone, he tripped and fell to the floor. Stacy's cell phone was thrown somewhere.

Something tells me it is not just by coincidence. I am afraid you are right. The fact that those harpies were here means that your foster dad is in worse hands than I thought. How so? Because despite how bad the witch hunters are, the creature that sent those harpies is even worse. Who or what sense those harpies? April G asked. “Ulion, the Music Kaiju I am sorry. But did you just say music kaiju? Bonnieacts with a puzzled look on her face I did. How dangerous can a kaiju name polio be?

This miscellaneous disciple had never seen such a ferocious and horrible Adrian Klum, so he was so scared that he fainted for a while. "Useless!" Adrian Klum scolded, threw the man to the ground, and grabbed another person. "Who is it? Tell me quickly! Otherwise, I will kill you!" The miscellaneous disciple's face was as white as paper, but he was better than the last one and did not faint. He said with fear, "I think it seems to be Casper Montgomery..." "Casper Montgomery? Which Casper Montgomery?" Adrian Klum was stunned. But soon after, he came to his senses.

I couldn’t be alone after what just transpired. ‘Why do you want me to stay with you? So that we can have sex, right? Just tell me why you would want to have sex at a time like this?’ ‘I don’t want sex Billy. I cannot be alone here. I am too scared to be alone.’ ‘Same here, I am too scared to be alone with you. I know I sent you to Naledi’s, but I didn’t expect you to turn into a serial killer. Now imagine what you can do to me if I dare argue with you.’

I stood there at the entrance of the venue carrying Zia, but not a sign of him. I’m seriously getting worried and ZG have been asking me about the clown every five minutes and I don’t know what to tell him. My mom didn’t give me and contact information for the clown, so I decided to call her. Her phone kept on ringing but she wasn’t picking up her phone. I then felt a tap on my shoulder and when I turned around the clown wearing a bright blue and yellow outfit with red hair and red nose was behind me. “Oh. You gave me a scared there. You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that.” I said to him and he just clasped his hands together like he was asking for forgiveness.

She also discovered that the three girls from the school were also in town. People thought that their loved ones were being killed by a serial killer, some even said it was a gang of at least three. She decided to do some digging and soon she discovered the truth. It was the Crypt Keeper. It was him all along. Cleverly disguised as a teenager, he had moved to the town and had started going to school. He had used this form as a disguise for decades to steal people’s souls every Halloween when his powers were the strongest. Olivia smiled, she was going to enjoy the game.

“I am not interested. Go and talk about it without me, I’m not included with you guys, anyway.” I walked. I did not mind bidding goodbye to Nikolai who was intently watching and hearing me and Clark talk. Clark followed me. “This is not a joke anymore, Xienne. Come and think about it. Two of our classmate was killed.” I looked at him. “And?” “What if someone from us is the killer.” I chortle. “You are being paranoid, Clark. Stop watching cheap horror movies. You are creating your own horror.” “I thought you are smart, Xienne. I am stating possibilities here.”

He didn't look scared," Will remarked. Looks can be deceiving," Sofer said. When they were done, Will hung up and drank the last of his fifth cup of coffee. "Clear as fucking mud," he muttered. The killer bets he's going to kill the guy by scaring him to Scan death? Gimme a break!" He threw his arms into the asperated. "Okay, let's keeP going. He kills three people on asperated. ay twenty-second and he takes a breather over the week-