Treasure Island Creepypasta Novels & Stories

The body would have been kept hidden or buried somewhere within Orsica, but it was more plausible that it was thrown to the shark-infested waters surrounding the island. Perlita’s own grandfather was also said to have sailed to the island when Perlita was still very young. The catch had not been plentiful in the previous weeks and the traditional fishing sites had not yielded much fish. Desperate to earn their living, Perlita’s grandfather along with two companions, decided to venture farther from their usual fishing areas. They were drawn by the plentiful fish that could be found in the waters around Orsica, not minding the bad stories that had already been circulated about the island by el

Treasure still had several more years to go before he could join us on a pack run. I ruffled his hair slightly. “You need to wash up, kiddo. Go to your room." Treasure nodded eagerly. Leaving his backpack on the floor, he ran to the room, slamming it shut. I smiled to myself as I picked up his bag, placing it on the side of the couch. I looked back to the door, where Isabella was halfway out the door, still talking to Lola. On the other hand, I hadn't really asked her about the pack run in the full moon just yet. Right now, she was the sole rogue wolf which was unaffiliated

We’ve got an exciting itinerary filled with beaches, jungles, waterfalls and lots of smiles. I promise I won’t sound so sappy in the actual blog, but it’ll be fun to write (and hopefully to read) and Jamaica will be the topic of my first post. So if you’re ever curious, please stop in and give it a read and subscribe if you’d like! I heard something drop and the sound of shattering glass in the other room. “Babe, are you okay in there? Did something break?” I called out. “I was pouring us some wine but I think Brian knocked the glass out of my hand. He’s probably still upset at me for stealing his girl,” he yelled back.

"A 'T.I.S' I think." "Then look." He drew out the map inside, then showed it to them. "It's a treasure in the sea." "T.I.S. Treasure In Sea." Salvador nodded. "It's a match." "This one is T.O.N." Luna turned her's upside down, squinty her eyes at the letter. "Treasure On Land. I guess." "If it's all marked like this then it would be easy to find the one we are looking for, without needing to go through opening it and stuff." Wei hit on the point.

'The obliviousness of the night is as atrocious as the hour. “So, what do you intend to tell me? That I am a prawn for your non-executed affairs into this human forsaken island.” “I'd like to eat some of those. It's Halloween, lusting after sea food might not be as beneficial as clawing my nails into your skin and drinking every drop of blood from you.” The Ghost humored. “I won't be surprised if you actually do that?” Matt confirmed.

Tora pointed down into the dark, and he seemed terrified as he said, "This is where I saw a Blood Ghoul crawl out. Mr. Lloyd, when they're not active, Blood Ghouls retreat to underground lairs—places soaked in dark, heavy energy. "So, I figured even if this isn't the treasure entrance, it has to lead somewhere important. Maybe once you're down there, you'll find a way into the treasure vault." Tiana's voice was sharp and full of doubt. "Tora, are you seriously expecting us to jump down a bottomless pit filled with those fiends? Are you trying to get us all killed? You call this a lead? It seems more like a death trap." Tora shook his head quickly. "No, it's not like that—I truly believe this

I run into the hut and see my mother and papa rushing round to get to me and Janis. “Asteria. Listen to me, my little sea flower. Run, run and hide. Whatever you see, whatever you hear, you must not make yourself known. Go, run!” Screams and the smell of smoke fills the air. I watch on as my mother grabs my arm and runs with me towards the door. “NO!” “Asteria, Asteria!” I feel myself being jostled as I watch my younger self running for my life just as I turn and see the man from my dark past dragging my mother by her hair. The pirates are killing the men and boys but rounding up the women and the girls.

" run from what? Then who are you and what do you want from me? She gave me a frightful look that I can never define and then continued seriously: "What comes to your mind when you hear about a secluded island? They say it contains many, many treasures and valuables, and they say it is not dangerous, it is just an isolated island. When I heard that it is not Seriously, I laughed a lot. If it wasn't serious, why didn't they go to her and take everything for them. I don't know why I went there despite my doubts about that company and that mysterious and isolated island they were talking about. I curse myself a hundred times to agree to come to Here, and now, I am haunted by all the things that

Clara noticed driftwood charms above the doors, hanging like wards, and a thin line of salt across the windowsills. “She said something’s watching her,” Tessa explained. “From the sea. She wakes up screaming. Sometimes sleepwalks to the water.” Clara and Ashani exchanged glances. They knew the signs. Isla sat in a corner near the fireplace, crayons scattered around her. She was drawing something—again and again—the same image, distorted slightly each time: a great black tree rising from the ocean, its roots made of tentacles, its branches of bone. Ashani knelt beside her. “That’s beautiful,” she said gently. “What’s its name?”

But I steeled my mind and pressed forward, inch by agonizing inch. As I emerged from the claustrophobic tunnel, a breathtaking sight greeted my weary eyes. Before me stood a vast cavern with a shimmering pool at its center. The water glistened under the red moon, its stillness giving the illusion of calm amidst the chaos. But I knew better than to trust this facade — for I had learned the island's secrets. Now to get the hell out of this godforsaken place…I cautiously approached the pool, then the surface suddenly rippled, revealing the presence of a formidable creature lurking beneath.