Wendell Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Jordan said and Wendy got back her senses and rushed towards the public address system and pulled the red emergency button. “This is Mama Wendy, Girruinas has been released he finds you when you are alone and he passes through your body and feeds on your soul, please pair up with someone and lock yourselves in your room because tonight's gonna be a long night” Wendy said as as soon as she finished, she could hear screams of panicking students all over the place.

The parasitic body made the girl frown and wise enough to keep her distance from him. While she looked for her mate, the creepers blocked the way from the opposite side. The guy was nowhere to be found. Did he escape? It is quite possible as before, survivors leave a bet behind to escape such conditions. “Motherfucker!!!” she cursed inside her head. The level 2 creeper jumped out of the crowd and stood a few meters away from the little survivor. She wasn’t ready and the poisonous tail swept the floor, throwing her into a random jewelry showroom.

“Yeah right, share and we can figure it out together, friend,’’ she offered and I sat at the desk beside her. “Last night before my sexy time with my mates an intruder did something sexual to me,” I mumbled. “And you enjoyed the thrill of not knowing who it was, huh?” Nodding my head I said, “Yeah, but later after my shower Lenny had Stanley in my bedroom. Lenny looks good now and told me he's in self-rehab and no longer drinking werewolf blood.” Snickering Reese shook her head and sighed. “Lenny is Lennox Crinan, an old Scottish vampire who is full of shite. You can read about him in the history books and see for yourself. He was a real lady killer, literally,” she chuckled.

Cain and Zane rose from their seats on full alert and would shift to their wolf form anytime as her eyes meant she’d killed a lot of creatures. Qillalon remained unmoving in his seat. He was trying to process everything that happened in front of him. He couldn’t stop recalling her questions to him. ~What if you learned something bad about me? What if what you see is all a lie?~ "Is this what she meant when she asked me those?" He mumbled to himself. Vesper saw how tense the air became. She laughs, “I’m kidding. A Wendigo is lurking around. I’ll probably take a look at it.” She explains and swiftly disappears right before their eyes.

First it was hide and seek, then it was never have i ever, which got them drunk enough to start playing truth or dare. "Kyle!" Steve yelled. Kyle was half through a sip of energy drink and vodka. "Truth." He said after. Steve wrinkled his nose. "Nevermind. who wants a dare?" He asked and Becca's hand shot up. She wasn't nearly as wasted as the others because she really hasn't done anything too exciting. While they took shots for skateboard tricks they've done and relationships they've been in, Becca sat quietly. This was Becca's game. She loved dares and her friends were pretty good at giving them. She would usually go through with every dare, and had a pretty hot streak going.

Kayson asked urgently, “You’re from the Vodu Tribe in Southdeure?” Mr. Snook chuckled. “Clouriv Lodge is Mr. Wadley’s property. The tiles are made of special materials, so pre-celestial mind expansion won’t detect a thing. “Countless pre-celestial practitioners have been killed here by my Vodu Worms.” Joseph could not help smiling as well. “I owe this to Mr. Snook’s years of help with eliminating business rivals. Kayson, you shouldn’t have offended me.”

I'll wait for you outside. After an hour of time, Cadell Brian came out from the secret room inside, his whole body was covered in blood, his eyes were dull. Tadhg Walter knew that his family would most likely die at the Lunisolar Grand in his hands. Cadell Brian suddenly stopped walking, silently saying a word in his mouth. "Crocodile Swamp, I'm back." At this moment Cadell Brian, with a straight figure, is no longer such an old-fashioned beef noodle stall.

He turned on the computer and sorted out the things at the anniversary celebration. Wendy returned to her room, unable to calm down at all. After some time, sleepiness hit her. She yawned and realized that Rex had not returned yet. She got up, opened the door, and walked toward the room next door. Suddenly, there was a sound from the top of the building. It seemed to be the sound of high heels stepping on the ground. Wendy suddenly leaned against Rex's door, and her forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat. The sound upstairs was very rhythmic. Wendy heard it and suddenly trembled. She thought for a while and knocked on Rex's door, but the sound of high heels getting closer and close

Convel’s POV This is the day every werewolf in our pack is waiting for; the festival of the red blood moon that only happens once every 10 years. Blood moon appears to be the werewolves’ source of strength during the great war centuries ago. “Convel!” I follow the voice, and it leads me to one of our dungeon guards. “Do we have any problem?” I take a quick look at the entrance of the dungeon, worrying if something happened. “Nothing happened, but the prisoner screamed so loud last night.”

"It's a pleasure to meet you both. I am sorry that I made you run so much earlier. I was just terrified." The twins exchanged worried glances as they each extended a hand to help Consuela from the sand. "You haven't told me your Diedre," said as she assisted Consuela. "Oh, how rude of me! I am Consuela Creeker. You two are dressed very weird, why aren't you wearing proper clothing?" "Are you sure that's the question you want to ask us? You washed up on the beach I was exercising on, talking out of your mind," DeAndre replied.