Seed Eater Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Tiny, crystalline stalks began to push up through the grey drifts, mirroring the movement of his eyes. Maya’s heart skipped a beat. The seed in the cistern, she thought. The prick on my finger. She realized with a jolt of terror that the "Salt-Ash" wasn't just dead remains. It was a dormant substrate. And her children; the very keys to the Garden were inadvertently giving the ghost a new body to inhabit. "Seven!" Maya hissed, but before she could finish, the ground beneath the caravan began to hum.

He walked to a corner of the room and dialed a number he knew by heart. After a few rings, “ son, I have been waiting for your call since yesterday. Were you able to locate Marek's rogue encampment?” Rowan’s voice crackled through the line. Silas didn't waste time with pleasantries, “ Father, lots of things happened yesterday and even today. There is a crazy primordial maniac on the loose, he is the one creating those abominations and he also wants Naelis for himself . We also found out Naelis is uncle's mate and also a primordial, her mother is alive and her uncle is Mar…..” He spoke fast, his voice low as he informed Rowan of everything that had been happening.

[System: Payment Received] [Sea God — Philo]: Use a cute girl voice and say "I hate pine trees." [System: Payment Received] I jump off the medical bed, totally ignoring the doctors and my professors, and stride right out the door. First things first. I clear my throat, pitch my voice up three octaves, and hit record on Philo's chat. "I hate pine trees, onii-chan!" Sent. Easiest money of my life. Then, I message my actual clients. [Death God — Rea]: What time works for you? [Pandora — Pandora]: Right now. Come to my dorm. Room 205.

At the absolute apex, the core eight formed the Seed of Creation. We gathered directly atop the heart-crystal. Vespera and I lay entwined in the center, legs spread wide and locked together, our cunts kissing in slick, grinding union. Silas and Draven filled us both each taking one of our pussies while their brothers claimed our asses. Sable straddled our joined bodies, grinding her dripping sex against our rubbing clits while feeding her breasts to our hungry mouths. Wren’s entire luminous form merged with the crystal beneath us, his light fucking us from within vibrating every nerve ending at once. Every hole. Every connection. Every breath.

Giselle blank stared at the bed that she and Xander use to have sex. She feels like she is becoming her mother an exotic dancer who offers her body at a higher price to support all her lavishness. Giselle while growing up she saw all her mother sexual activities with another man everyday. Her mother is a sex addict so It can't help it. When she reached the age of 13 her mother taught her the kama sutra and how to seductively dance in front of men to gather their attention and befall over heels to her. Giselle grows up in her Paternal family until she reaches 8 years old and on her 8th birthday her mother secretly abducts her and makes her live with her.

It was nearly midnight, the night sky is so clear that I could almost see every crater. I walked on my balcony , the full moon was gleaming at the surrounding. I remember when I was seven years old my dad always told me a story about the moon. He said that, every time the moon is full, there are creatures that look like a normal person during the day but when the night comes, they turn into a hairy and scary monster. My father also said that during the Lunar eclipse, they completely lose their supernatural abilities and simply returning into their human form. He called that werewolf, a human that turns into a beast at night. I don't know if it's true since it's just an old story of elderly i

They are called Flower Skulls. “Flower Skull…,” I muttered thoughtfully. "Leo?" called Frey looking at me who was silent. I immediately shook my head. Everything that comes to my mind is not necessarily true. I went back to talking about the Flower Skull with Frey. The organization operates in secret. They play an important role in society to eradicate the dangers caused by mystical creatures. "So, besides vampires, there are other creatures?" I asked.

Anyone would be fumy, if there underlings play a bad , and not so funny joke non them. This wasn't the seed, he seek. Different vision of a huge large willow cherry tree, destroying and killing of the remaining humans, filled his greedy vision. He wanted that kind of power, and had been on dangerous ssearch leading to the cold besieged of his men. He did weary as he thought that, he had all time of the world but no anymore. He had to find the mythical seed before someone does. Adam quitely nodded his head on that thought. Unable to deal with his violent angry and inpatient, he randomly throw the seed and stomp out of his office with a slam bang sound.

Amanda looked around the room and all she could see was a standing fan and one light bulb which illuminated the room very faintly. The room smelled old, like and abandoned shelter and dusty which made it difficult or Amanda to inhale deeply “Where am i?” Amanda asked scared; she struggled once more and failed “Can anyone here me? Hhheeelllppp!” She cried out. She could feel her heart pounding hard and the metallic sound of the standing fan made it even worst. She cried out again straining her voice to reach the heavens but it echoed back into her ears. Amanda couldn't think straight, doom was near and she could feel it. How did her blissful vacation turn quickly into a horror movie? Even r

For the first time since after she died, I let myself cry properly. That night, I was physically and mentally drained. My supply of life force was exhausted so he had to go into someone’s dreams that night. I concentrated and picked on a college student. He was one of the smarter ones, considering he read Ana Huang. He just moved up in my list of respect. I rarely ever say this but the sex was really good and his life force was intoxicating. I would’ve drunk more but I didn’t want it to affect him. I wave him bye, knowing I would never come back. There was, however, something different about him. Revived, I returned back to the reality and found something to eat. All that sex made me really