Scariest Killer Clown Novels & Stories

Adams growled, showing off his claws. “You're a clown,” Nyx said angrily. “We know about your trafficking ring, and the horrible things you've been doing.” “I will kill you, but before I do, I'd like to know who you are,” he said, and when I grew tired of the same question. The red glistening seems to be all they have to see to know that I am Kieran. “I can't wait to go down in history as the man who killed the great Kieran.” He smirked.

Aside from the fact that he was a psychopath and a man gone mad, he was a great inventor, but he had no patent, what he needed to do, lure him out, then subtract his innumerable, plus a formula he had concluded, according to spies, cameras. At that time, between going down flights of stairs, and being chased by clown henchmen, he was cornered and chased, falling with a shot and a stunning daisy in his back, and being caught and then taken towards the elevator and being thrown into direction to - Hello, ladies and gentlemen. - Said the clown. - I came to bring the grace of my presence and beautiful company. - Said. “Now, let's see how long the Warriors Society gets here. There were very few t

If this were a comic, I would call this attack: The Killer Smile. Now that would be awesome. I won’t exactly mind it if it doesn't turn me into a friendless loner. In my old school, this sort of smile was feared by all. They spread rumors about me killing someone - which is not true! I could not stand it there. I was always that one person who everyone was afraid of. The one everyone would slam themselves onto their lockers just so steer clear from my path. The sister of Annabelle, the creepy doll, is here! Run for your life because she has a fork in her hand! If only I could stab them and take them out of their misery.

Walking with Angelo seemed normal to them. Last Sunday, we watched a horror movie inside their house. I was so scared of the killer clowns in the movies, but he wasn’t even flinching while watching. He said those fictional creatures weren’t scary at all. What he was scared of was how dangerous some of the wolf packs are.

But here, in the quiet solitude of the bathroom, I could finally let out a shaky breath. My head was pounding and the door opened. "Occupied." I screamed "By who?" That wasn't a girl's voice or Marco, it was the strange man. The alcohol has not fully taken over me and my snapped to the door immediately. "Hello Killer" he smiled exposing his dirty teeth at my direction. So I was right, I did know who he was. That's when my head booted and I remembered that voice from Rarf club. He was one of Rarf's guard who had fun with little girls, suffocating them if they dont do as he says.

The blindfold which clung to his face was already damp with sweat. Karma stood over Marcus's naked body, she then reached for her bag, and brought out a ball that could fit into a mouth, she leaned on the bed and slashed his cheek with the knife. Horrified, Marcus opened his mouth to scream, but Karma placed the ball into his mouth, stopping him from screaming. She then covered his mouth with a cloth, tying it firmly by the side. Karma stood up and walked over to Marcus's limp dick, with pain in her eyes she remembered every evil he caused with it, she held his limp dick in her hands and was furious as she watched it come alive.

Jaxson sat down with a sketch pad and finished his description of the killer he described. "Is this the guy who you saw kill Rachel?" Jaxson asked showing him the sketch. Ricky shook his head. "No, he's scarier looking than that. His hair isn't neat and he's got a Khal Drogo kind of face." "Khal Drogo?" "Haven't you seen GOT douchebag?" Klaus yanked Ricky's head back, making him pant out in fear. "I'm sorry? What did you just say? You arrogant little fish face."

She looked at him, searching his face for clues. "I have known how one man was capable of killing 33 other men without using a gun or any other weapon. That's because he isn't an actual human but a blood-sucking monster... a vampire," he revealed, his words causing Vivian's eyes to widen in shock and disbelief. The bowl of chicken soup slipped from her trembling hands, crashing to the floor, forgotten in the face of this horrifying revelation. [ Dr. Ellen, resident ] After Damian, Adams, and Noah had left, Clara and her mother finally had the chance to have an honest conversation.

She frowned and asked, “Who are you? Why did you capture us?” Clown smiled and said, “Because I am your future husband! Oh, let me introduce myself, my name is Quincy Zoppins, my alias is Clown.”

How would they even know about Dracula? Alistair let out a laugh. ’’Trust me, the truth will shock you.’’ "Would you like a balloon?" A clown asked, walking over to where they sat. October nodded at the clown with blue hair and a red suit on. She was glad when he came over, because she saw the amazing art that he had made for everyone else and wanted one as well. “A butterfly please?" She asked him. The clown got to blowing and tying the balloons. “Here you go, one pretty butterfly, for a beautiful girl."