Spooky Guys Novels & Stories

I said they see me as a 20yr old young adult man, fat build, height: 5’6, weight: 55kgs, shoe size: 10, brown eyes, black hair, a moustache & I was wearing a maroon shirt, a thick grey jacket, grey shorts, dark blue shoes, a doctor mask & a body bag. I remove my mask “so that’s how I look like guys” I said. “You look handsome Great Uncle Arnold” said Cassidy “thanks Cassidy” I smiled as morph back to my inkling form and looked at Williamson Nickelbond “feeling better?” I asked Williamson. “Yeah, alot better and thank you” said Williamson “you’re welcome Williamson” I said with a smile, I broke the hug and look at the other spirits “Williamson if you possess Ignited Freddy how the other spiri

They would not rest until they had brought the Supreme God Destroyer to justice and ensured the safety of the world. Amidst the moonlit expanse of a desolate forest, seven imposing figures, their hulking forms cloaked in the shadows, stood triumphant, their laughter echoing through the silent trees. These were the Seven Werewolf Supreme God Destroyers, an elite group of rouges known for their unmatched power and cunning.

On Friday evening, the circus people arrived. They didn't come in colorful wagons. They came in two battered black vans that smelled of grease and old hay. Three men stepped out. They weren't wearing sequins or top hats. they wore heavy leather aprons and carried long, hooked poles. Their faces were etched with a frantic, bone-deep exhaustion. The leader, a man with a scarred lip and eyes that twitched, stepped toward the porch where Grandpa stood with his shotgun cradled in his arms.

I asked the girl as I placed the empty red cup on the table. "Sure," she said as she took another red cup and handed it over to me. "Make it another one," I said as I took the cup from her. "You better slow down with those," the one guy said beside her. "I think he is right," Spooky appeared beside me.

“Oh God!” Out of everything that I’d learned after turning into a vampire, the stories of the Elders and their Death Squad had scared me the most. Because anyone who came in contact with the Death Squad didn’t live to tell the tale, there weren’t many knows facts but from what I’d heard from the whispers, they were the ghosts in the shadows, the boogeyman of the vampire race and anyone who came into contact with them died a painful death.

He breathed in and it sent millions of tingling sensation. "It takes courage to turn me on, E. I haven't found that girl yet," he whispered and pulled away. He faked a smile at me. "You better not dance with anybody else. You can't take any man lightly. You're safe now because you're with me. What will happen to you if you're with some creepy men?" "Aren't you one of them? You talk to me like we're friends but you act like you're disgusted with my presence." "Am I?" A ghost smile etched acrossed his lips. "It pisses me when you're hanging out with random guys."

“We’re all getting’ inside and lockin’ the doors before all hell breaks loose. Look at ‘em. They’re comin’ to life before our very eyes.” Adam and Jacob followed Roy’s gaze. He was right. Those who were more animated and alert than they’d been just a few moments ago didn’t look happy or friendly. “I don’t want to die at the hands of these things,” Pete wailed as he pulled his pistol from his holster. “Bullets don’t work on spirits,” Roy spat. “Put that gun away before ya hurt yerself.” “I ain’t never seen no spirit like these,” Pete insisted. “So, now yer a spirit expert, are ya?” Roy growled back.

I just stared into the eyes of the guy, the three-eyed guy that I had been seeing in my dreams some days back. "Well, aren't you going to say something?" I tried opening my mouth but nothing came out. The guy snapped his fingers and just like that we were somewhere else. The place I was in seemed familiar. I couldn't tell why but I felt like I had been there before. There were so many of them dressed like him, wait was it even a him? Tiny creatures dressed like ninjas or something. They looked cute. All of a sudden another one came but before he could get to the bed I was lying in, he was stopped.

He was about to get in, too, and was startled at my sudden appearance right beside him. "What's wrong?" he asked looking worried and shocked. "Stay behind me," I said as the group approached. Who were they, and were they going to try to attack us right in front of Andre's club? A group of four men appeared in front of us in the distance. "The Black Death seems to have fallen off, don't you think?" one of them said to the rest of the men, and they all nodded. They were wearing very clique eighteenth-century clothes. Were they some kind of old-fashioned vampire purity group?

Red snuggled closer to Reed, breathing in his intoxicating cologne while his fingers traced electrifying circles on her hip. She couldn't help but feel extremely horny to be sharing such a kinky experience like this with him. “Today is October 20th, 2020. Our fucking 20th birthday. We are the freaking spooky kids. Why the fuck should we be intimidated by anything?” Light’s deep voice pierced the eerie silence. His cold expression held no traces of fear as he glanced between his friends, from the couple among them to those who were always at each other's throats.