Wendell Creepypasta Novels & Stories

As Weldon said that, he grabbed Matilda and brought her into the backyard. Weldon walked through one of them. The moment Weldon walked through that person, he suddenly made a shocked expression and shrieked, "No, I don't want to die yet…" Gisella had seen and heard everything, and it all felt so real. Meanwhile, the person Weldon walked through was dispersed, much like mist blown away by the wind. The other person fled out of fear! Stunned, Gisella stared at the door, murmuring, "What are they?"

But the infection keeps spreading. Draining the wounds is taking forever, but so far, it's the only thing that works. A shiver runs down my spine. The old stories say Wendigos are cursed creatures, forever starving, forever hunting. But they were never known to have this kind of venom in their bite. My hands clench into fists, my nails digging into my palms as frustration wells up inside me. I need answers. I need to know what the hell these creatures want. But instead of finding answers, my thoughts betray me, pulling me toward another thought.

I took a deep breath then I walked into it with courage immediately I was into it I turned back around to see there was no longer a tunnel at my back which was a normal thing that happened. I walked through the empty path of the pack land where no soul was not to be found and where was silent that if a needle fell to the floor it could be heard loudly. I walked down to the open field where I was so many werewolves sitting orderly waiting for the moon goddess's first word which would be a blessing for us to enjoy. As I walked around looking for a place to put my butt I found my old best friend who was possibly angry about my billionaire mates they got a normal normal life matei still thought

As she waited, she began to remember how all of this started. It all started with a raging headache on her wedding day, which led her to becoming the wedding day vampire, before she discovered a magical world she was now a part of, and her getting married to Derick, and finally conceiving baby Jennifer. How will this story end? Well, the real truth is that it never does, the life of a vampire is eternal and goes on forever. There is no end, but we can still allow a little pause. The End. Special note from the author:

In Silvershade, the pack borders are quiet, too quiet to consider normal. Witches are quietly digging and burying hay dolls around the pack borders. Wanda is quietly chanting a spell to bring those buried dolls to life. Only when the dolls come alive underground will they be able to hold that green wall intact. These are the dolls that would actually trap the souls within the green walls and suck their souls dry. These are the soul creepers whose sole purpose is to drain the vitality of the living. The stronger the living being, the greater their vitality.

Chapter 87 3rd POV The wendigos crept forward as liquid shadow ‚ their eyes glowing brighter with each step they took into the moonlight. Their skeletal bodies twisted unnaturally ‚ long limbs tipped with claws that looked capable of slicing through steel. The air grew colder than the dead of winter‚ frost crawling across the forest floor as their presence pressed in closer.. Sharon’s breath misted into the frigid air‚ her fingers trembling not with fear‚ but with a strange and hungry power surging through her veins. It felt as though the forest itself had awakened inside her‚ feeding that wild current.

Della's POV "Why are you here? How are you here?" Krendell frustratedly asked his daughters, who seemed to be in a panic and total confusion. Looking back and forth between me and her father, the older girl Cara finally took deep breaths and calmed herself before she sighed. "We got an official letter from the Deadtails ten minutes ago." Deadtails... the organization led by Mr. K., an influential organization that developed the serum that helped most of the people here in Wakeland.

Don't leave me here! "Someone will pick you up in a minute!" he replied with a scream that could already be heard far away. He runs really fast, I thought, is Vincent also a werewolf? I leaned my back against a tree and closed my eyes tiredly. I've been running and walking for so long that my whole body hurts, it's also getting dark. I didn't think the Pepperwell forest was this big. I want to go home ... was my last thought before falling asleep because of my tiredness.

Back in the human world, people could be seen running Helter Skelter just to survive. ' Beasts of large and huge sizes are invading the earth. Everywhere is getting destroyed in seconds. Big companies and organisations are all shattered into pieces all around the ground. Where had all this beast come from, what are they doing here? How can we defeat this beast crisis. Mr Larry, a sixty years old pathologist and journalist will be discussing this matter with us. Mr Larry, can you please come over ' A female broadcaster was updating the whole world about the situation that the human world is in. Mr Larry came up on stage and the camera was center focus on him.

"The rumors are that you are not a virgin and have shared nearly every vampire and werewolves bed, well all except the kings because you wont let him and the thought of him touching you made you sick. Then after your date with him he found a package on his office desk, inside was photos of you, ranging from around 12 years old to you trying on the dress in the clothing store the day of the date. A couple of the photos were of you at 14, one or two of those you were cuddled up to some guy and the other three where taken in the progress of your clothes being removed." "No...no...no..no..no..no." I put my hand over my mouth to try and stop the panicked sobs that wanted to escape "Sera? Did you