Silver Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Cree sneers, the corner of his mouth displaying his sharp canine. Azrael backs away. “We were just goofing around,” he lies as he sweats profusely. Who knew vamps sweat? “Goofing around? Is that why she’s petrified and half-naked in the woods?” the rumble in Cree’s chest echoes as he snatches up the bloodsucker and drags him over to me. “Let’s ask her.” he yanks the vamp's head up to look at me. “Sakari, was he just goofing?”

“Hey, I need to see you.” Frowning, she typed out a response. “Huh, who is this?” she asked. The response came almost immediately. “Always so polite. Anyway, this is someone that you met today. I’m in your class, and you can guess.” What the heck? Chloe thought of who the creepy person could be and why he was talking to her like that. She assumed he was a “he” because what female would go to the length of texting another female at dinner time like this?

Blood. Screams. Crunching sounds. Claire lying dead in the forest. Blood. Screams. Crunching sounds. Claws ripping through so many bodies. Blood. Screams. Crunching sounds. The vampire, witch and werewolf circling her, ready to rip her apart. She sat up with a jolt and saw the darkness in the room. She was sure she had left the light on again, but... Her heart pounded out of her chest as the darkness seeped through the windows, inching closer to her. The sticky, burning feeling covered her whole body, licking her skin like she was still in the forest. She was paralysed on the bed, unable to jump off and run to safety.

Misha is standing in the middle of that oblivion, with her sweat drips from her forehead and the dark, full of mystery, yet holding the death and sin of the underworld starting to play into one musical piece. “DRIP, DRIP, DRIP. JUST HOW LOVELY WOULD THEIR DECAPITATED HEAD, TORN FLESH, AND EYES WIDE SHOUT OPEN WILL APPEAR IN THE BROAD DAYLIGHT?” From her fast-beating heart and the warnings that she needed to confirm. With quite shivering hands and cold turn sweat, she slowly removes her glasses as the horror greeted her. A CURSE TO DIE! DIE! AND BETTER YET STILL DIE!

Sweat began to settle on his forehead, so he took out a tissue to dab it off. "Who are you really?" Aiden's voice was firm, demanding an answer. The old man hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around nervously. Then,he sighed his face morphing into a smile " I am Cryptess. The goddess of Darkweb" However, Aiden was smart; he could see the effects he had on this old man, which only fueled his suspicion. When he raised his hand to touch the old man, he suddenly jumped off the seat to his feet.

I heard a gruffy voice in the distance, dishing out orders. Dammit! I should've pulled out the maid's guts when I had the chance! “How do these werewolves even summon their wolves?” I wondered, trying to summon my wolf based on the knowledge I had gathered, especially from Alpha Cassius's memory. “Dammit! That old man made this appear too easy.”

Gorie’s body was scattered into pieces. Alex was crying in agony and pain. She returned from the werewolf forms when she was out of chakra. She was running while she crying. She ran away until she came to the top of the mountain. The bloody moon became more scary the way you look at it. Alex is howling, aww-woo! aww-woo! A howling with pain and agony. Far away from the mountain, there’s a werewolf clan living in the central city. They’re a clan called General Twins.

He continued scrolling and accidentally tapped on a video. The video was just a few seconds, but it showed a footage of some black looking hole forming on a desolate street. "Was that editing?" Ricky who also watched the video asked. "Maybe, there are many people who edit things and post them here in this website. It's like a creepypasta." Ricky narrowed his eyes. "You and your weird tendency to watch creepy videos again." Adam giggled and turned off his phone, and the both of them went to sleep.

“We’re gonna teach this fucker a lesson.” I lowered the LED a few inches and spotted the disgusting thing crawling up the wall. I could try several paragraphs of description, and you will think I should’ve just said it looked like Gollum and save everybody time. So yeah, that’s what it looked like. “A crawler?” I said mockingly. “You fucking roach are the infamous Skippy?” The dark thing tried to sneak into the door to Quaker Hall basement, but I aimed my LED at the doorway, making it crawl back and up toward the ceiling.

' Siri's voice sounds in my head and I nod at her. Gudrun grabs my hand tightly and dives towards the place where the light is. When we reach the treetop I see someone. It is the back of a young man. The body isn't grey like the silhouettes but clear as day, shining golden. He is down on all four, his face buried in his arms. His body starts to shake violently and with a crunching sound his back contorts. He screams heartbreakingly while his whole body twists and changes. When he lifts his face his eyes are green and his face is no longer human. As he stares at the big moon, he completes the grotesque change. The new hamram stands up, and I feel like it looks directly at me as it starts howl