The Boogeyman Novels & Stories

“It depends on who you ask. I’ve come across Zander, Mr. Stone, Sandman, and Gargoyle. Mostly The Sandman.” “That’s priceless,” Al said. I slapped the table. “Excuse me, what the hell are you talking about, The Boogieman and The Sandman?” “We have our little street names. I embrace mine, while Zander, The Sandman, tends to hate his nickname,” Al explained. “Zander can make most breeds fall asleep, except for Demons.” “And people call you The Boogieman why?” I asked, not sure I wanted to know the answer.

There was also an unmistakable presence of semen. Acting swiftly, Bogo retrieved his phone and promptly instructed the driver to prepare the vehicles. He then retrieved a handkerchief, which he repurposed as a makeshift towel to clean the Boss, ensuring his pants were properly adjusted. Removing his own jacket, Bogo covered the Boss and carefully lifted him from the floor, carrying him out of the bathroom. He signaled Pedro to handle matters there while he accompanied the Boss to the hospital. Bogo had sensed something amiss since he detected a peculiar scent earlier that morning. Unlike the vampires he worked with, he possessed an acute sense of smell as a Beta wolf, and it had alerted him

Bog nodded and followed Brandon toward the small clearing. “Do you know much about the old coot chasing you?” Brandon asked over his shoulder. “I came upon his little cottage in the woods and watched him morph from this tiny man with sagging skin to what you saw chasing me. It was very magical and quite disturbing,” Bog replied. He was pleased to be able to tell the truth to his new companion to whom he owed his life. “I’m not surprised,” Brandon replied, “since he’s a witchdoctor of the worst repute. He’s a loner and a cannibal from what I hear. He’s quite dangerous.”

I shout finishing my little rant, he stands there looking at the ground for a second, but before I knew it I'm grabbed and held down against the wall. "I don't like when people talk like that to me doll, it really angers me, I know Tammy kept putting weird stories in your head so much that you're starting to believe them but ,I'm not the bad guy" he starts, looking at me evilly in the eye while I look terrified back at him, I go to speak but he holds his finger to my lips "you don't have to say anything doll, I'm not gonna be here today so ink will be here with you" he explains tucking a piece of hair behind my ear smiling, this guy is literally insane! He sends me one more smile before turn

Boo was already wearing his pajamas and he looked fresh from the bath, but still with red puffy eyes. "Stop that!" I threw a pillow at him. "Well, you believe in the possibility of a zombie apocalypse, so it won't shock me if it crossed your mind that I'm some kind of psycho or a serial killer. I'm right, aren't I?" Boo walked closer to me and I instinctively stepped back. "No. I was just uhm I was just thinking about work back home." I took another step, not taking my eyes off him, but felt the wall behind me, I could feel my heart pounding.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

she mumbled apologetically. “A ligahoo is like a feral werewolf, a wolf-man who used to be human but sold his soul in exchange for power among other things,” explained Hayden. A sharp howl as clear a bell rang out. The sound sent shivers down Cory spine. “The ligahoo is uncontrollable in his thirst for flesh and his bloodlust,” said Papa Bois in a lazy tone as though he were taking about what he had eaten for breakfast that morning. “He will have to be purified,” said Papa Bois.

- Bobby a sudden notification revealed at their front upon stepping at the fog -INSTANT DUNGEON: GIANT BORUMBA’S FOG- Do you want to go inside? YES/NO It bewildered everyone, to what they saw “This is an instant dungeon?!”- Christian Bobby starts questioning due to he doesn’t have any knowledge about this stuff “what does it mean?”- Bobby Phil immediately explain it to Bobby though he doesn’t say some irrelevant things, Bobby finds the gist of the information “This is not regular dungeon like the owner of the factory and Daruga’s lair”- Bobby

he holds me tighter and I sniffle "His real dad and whether you believe me or not his real " I wipe my tears away and stare at him "Amari don't start" his tone and features instantly change with that sentence "You don't believe me" I whisper out. Getting up from the floor I wipe my tears and nose. I stare at him whilst he gets up "Amari, you were a little girl with a mental disorder. I mean shit people at that age believe in Santa, the Easter Bunny, and well in your case the damn Boogeyman" he scoffs

Discussing about that day is not what I want to do, ever. "What's up with the sudden visit?" I ask remembering that our weekly dinner is tomorrow, not tonight. "I was feeling edgy and anxious. You know that we live in human settlements?" he asks and I nod my confirmation encouraging him to continue. "I was in a bar, doing my routine check, where I overheard someone talking about some mysterious person going door to door, inquiring about a 20-21-year-old girl. That part is quite normal but what didn't sit well with me was the description of the person who made the inquiry. They described him as huge, tall, hairy, scary teeth, long haired and beefy type of a guy," he says and I whip my head to