The Boogeyman Novels & Stories

I wake up in a dark dingy bunker and I feel the presence of another person in the small space. I squint my eyes, trying to get a good look but everything's dark and my corrected short-sightedness can only go so far. “Jeremy?” “Shut it cunt.” The man in the darkness threatens. Definitely not Jeremy. I harden my voice, determined not to let my fears show, “Who are you?” “The boogeyman.” “There's no such thing.” He stands suddenly and comes at me, his hands raised to strike me when a cell phone buzzes.

“There's nothing here, Corpseboy.” “Well of course there's isn't! I wasted last weekend erecting barriers around your property that would give Asmodeus an aneurysm. All that damnable work. And you still wouldn't rub my feet.” He leaned against the counter. “I assumed it was just your garden variety home spirit. Hobgoblins, domovois- they're as common as drops of rain. Mortals are usually oblivious to them, but Damien's clover tincture gives you the Second Sight.” He poured himself a cup of rose hip tea that I'd set to simmer on the counter.

“We have been afflicted with the same thing. That woman you came across yesterday, she is not really a woman or rather I should say it is a soul eater. I know this is hard to comprehend and fathom, but she is a creature that has been here from the beginning of time as far as anyone knows and she feeds off souls. That is why you feel off.” Cocking his head, he asks, “Dude. What are you on? There isn’t any such thing and if there was, the government would track it down and put an end to it.” “No, you are wrong. As far as I know, it is an entity beyond any government. She travels everywhere and for all I know, there could be more than one.”

Rather than calling them ranks, they could be considered separate entities, different from those in stories and myths. Now that I have explained the most basic thing about these creatures from the stories, let us go back to the story of a boy in high school, who was different from normal kids of his age. Usually, the Cast awaken at the age of 10, but this boy was different. He could see lingering regrets, spirits and even come across ‘Yokai’, so everyone feared him. “Hey, it’s him, right?” “Yeah… Don’t look him in the eye. You’ll get cursed.”

"I remember being attacked by a dark shadow. There was even black fog radiating off of him." "That's a shapeshifter's real form. They don't exactly have a body. They appear as a shadow with fog waving off of them." At the mention of that, I got goosebumps. That sounds super creepy. I hope I would never have to encounter one again in my life. "Now, it's getting late. We should go." Damon started to lead the way out. "Wait, I want to learn more about you," I said while walking side by side. "That'll be for another day," he said and I didn't protest any further because I was indeed getting tired.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Who is Tagger?” The man quirks a brow with a sneer and slams my head hard against the headrest. “So, you’re going to deny screwing Traeger?” He mutters sardonically. Before I can reply, he takes a tablet from one of the men’s hands, pushes a few buttons, and turns the screen to me. “How do you explain this?” The video is of Traeger and me in my bedroom, naked. I gasp in surprise. My face pales as I watch the video of Traeger and I kissing and grinding. Thankfully the video has no sound and seems to be recorded from a good distance. It also seems to begin after Traeger showed me his Lycan form. However, that doesn’t stop humiliation from running throug

He learned the shit from programming video games of all things. "What the fuck boss?" My guys were pissed but they were nowhere near my level. I didn't let my mind play the guessing game that was no way to go into an Op. If I started thinking it might be one asshole and focused entirely on him then I might miss something. I'm a free market thinker everyone is suspect except the three women sitting in my truck. If the fucker was watching this play out he was gonna need a rocket launcher if he wanted to fuck with them. "Task complete." Who the fuck thought of giving Tessie Marilyn Monroe's voice anyway? That shit was just off. We walked over to where she'd picked apart what turned out to be an

We run out to check what’s going on and we couldn’t believe our eyes—the town is burning, people getting killed by the reanimates As if that’s not enough, the Big Foot mechanical statue Haley mounted in front of our house is gone—leaving only big footprints. A boy probably a teenager calls for my attention “Hello Mason Woods” “What’s happening?” I ask coming close to him I stopped before I got close to him. His evil presence stopped me in my tracks. This presence is bigger than Abaddon. Much, much bigger. My hands started shaking, I grit my teeth as cold chills drop down my spine. It can’t be... Is this... him?

The leader commanded pointing a gun at me as i slowly crawled out. They kicked my phone far away and pressed a knife against my neck. “Please please don't kill me” i begged fearfully. The leader smirked and looked at me lustfully. “You don't look so bad” he drawled, tracing the tip of his gun between my breasts. I shivered in fright closing my eyes. Suddenly, the door bursted open a large group of musculine men rushed in. “Paul.?”

Then, I slipped into endless darkness. Back at the camp, my departure didn't bring them any safety. Instead, the zombies' roars grew louder. Emilia quietly gathered my gear, her expression complicated. Behind her, Dustin's excited voice rang out. "Em, we can redistribute these supplies..." Suddenly, a team member responsible for lookout rushed in, shouting urgently, "Captain Campbell, things are looking bad! All the zombies from a five-mile radius are swarming toward us!"