Seed Eater Creepypasta Novels & Stories

"The Seer was happily locked up in her world. Why bother her? Besides, this girl is more powerful than what we have here in our domain." "I don't want this gift. I need to talk to the underworld seer. I want it out of me." I cut in desperately. Greta Stihl looked at me interestingly, "You don't want to become the Seer? How strange?" She gracefully stood up, displaying her very long beautiful legs in the process. She was mesmerizing that I could not take off my eyes of her. I felt like I was standing near a stunning goddess. "There is a lot of creatures willing to have what you have. But you--- don't want it. Strange but fascinating."

I asked irritably. "Now, how do you know that?" Gerard said joining the small circle. The Eater that Craig had shot gave a high-pitched scream and we knew it would not be long before his buddies were on us. The creature came at us still with its single-minded determination. Even as it crawled its swirling red eyes seemed to look even angrier if possible. "Now's not the time to discuss this," I begrudgingly admitted. "Let's go find a place to camp for the night."

Louis Arch, guided by the child's irresistible, celestial signal. "The baby is a lighthouse," Virex rasped, stepping out of the shadows with a grim report. "And every monster in the dark just got the coordinates. The ATG remnants have already leaked the child’s 'Frequency-Key' to the black market. They’re calling it the 'God-Seed.' They don't want to kill the baby, Evangeline... they want to harvest its resonance to overwrite the human race." Xander stood at the window, his golden aura flared to a jagged, defensive edge. He looked at the city below, where crowds were still cheering his name, unaware that their celebration was acting as a beacon for the end of the world.

Then the seed left the carving and vanished into the journal’s pages. A smaller silver scar appeared on the cover, beside the first. They closed the crypt, giving Alistair peace. As they walked away, the journal pulsed again. Another map, another green light, farther away. And so it began. Their new life. They became ghosts, moving at the edges of the world they knew. They followed the journal’s cold orders, and they found seeds in a locket buried with a young bride, in a lost child’s favourite toy, in a wedding ring, and in a man still searched for by the river.

Silently I cast an [Appraisal] on the dead corpse. {Name: Seed of the Deep Ones Threat Level: 3 Type: Undead/ Parasite Description: A parasitic monster that latches onto a host and slowly draining the life of their host, gains the strength of 2/3 of their host. The seed of the deep ones was a monster that feeds on souls and mana, prefers living environment was underwater, only able to stay out of water for only 24 hours. Classified as a hunter and a collector for a Deep one: Chutlusia, lord of the underwater.}

The hum of the engines filled the room as Evryn paced back and forth, her mind a blur of calculations, strategies, and the weight of impending doom. Every heartbeat seemed to synchronize with the flickering of the failing screens around them. The alternate Kai’s warning echoed relentlessly in her mind. The Seed wasn’t just an energy source anymore—it had become something far worse. And it was evolving. She couldn’t let it evolve any further. They had no time to waste. The walls were closing in, and the Seed’s influence was spreading like an unstoppable tide.

I love him. Hevenly: Splendid! Then everything is set in motion my dear you may have a "Gloom" Seed as I feel that this shall fit you best. All of your sadness pain and hatred will feed this until it grows to its apex allowing your natural full power. Leave everything to me! (Waiving her hand in the shadows of what was previously the rocks and blood she creates what appears to be a fruit seed in the shape of a thumb and places it directly on Kimora's heart. This seed quietly settled in before it completely disappearing and inky black aura.) We will talk one day about this awful dream....

I admire the picture of my grandmother and I for a moment before heading back outside. Once we got back to the beautiful circled cocoon, and back in the warmth, Jay looked into our cups and noticed they were completely empty. He went and sweetly filled them back up mixing the milk and sugar in as I suggested. I thank him for his help with the pictures. I grab the next set of items. They are small bags. I take the sticky note off and once again read it out loud more to myself. This note reads: Violet these are seeds you need to plant. They are very special seeds from your grandmother's village. If you open the the the paper behind this note you will see the instructions. I unfolded the paper

The glassy-eyed look on her mom's face is an incredible spectacle. Adam continues to batter his mother's sloppy pussy until the moment of conquest arrives. He shouts, "I'm gonna fill you up and Breed you, Alice! I'm gonna plant my seed inside your womb and truly claim you as mine!" With that, his cum almost leaps from the end of his cock inside Alice. Racing to enter her cervix in search of the prize at the end, Alices' unprotected egg.

I went with the police to give my statement and shared all the evidence and speculation I had put together. Melissa had a past record of child kidnapping, so the police got right on the case. They followed the trail to the truth and found lots of videos on Melissa's computer. She had flaunted fancy cars and big houses on social media, drawing in lots of fans. A scam group from Mykar Borderlands had taken notice. They made her a host and used her to sell children's organs. Melissa's son had been calming himself by hurting cats, taking out his anger that way.