Wendell Creepypasta Novels & Stories

However, their happy mood had been spoiled by this group of people. “You…” Wendell was angered. He looked at Myra and Chase and suddenly recognized them. “I remember you. Aren’t you that unknown woman the Wallaces took home? I saw you stirring up trouble at Vince Waterson’s party!” “Now that you know we’re from the Wallaces, please leave,” Myra said while trying her best not to blow up. “So what if you’re a Wallace, bitch? We aren’t afraid of you!” Wendell sneered and said, “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Wendell Wilson. My family is an influential family from Camland. Get lost if you know what’s good for you!”

He took another drag and continued, “We didn’t expect it to be the Bleeding Brides’ Coven we’re dealing with.” “Bleeding Brides?” “Some elder vampire witch started a cult, abducted young virgins back in the Middle Ages, turning them into his kind.” Drusden grimaced, staring off. “Sick bastard, if you ask me.” He took another drag. “We’ve crossed paths a dozen times, always chasing the same prize.” Gildeon scowled. “Why am I only hearing about this now?” His voice rumbled through the room. “I had a hunch, but I didn’t get confirmation until they made a move on our base.”

Martin nodded. "Was he ever…” Wendall stated, licking his lips. “God, it was amazing.” His attention then turned to me, and I noticed a flicker of red in his eyes. “I wish you could’ve been there, Darick. I mean, this guy… When I tore him open, his blood went everywhere!” "Wendall—” I sighed, pinching my nose. After my encounter with Gwen, I wasn’t in the mood for this. “Have a little—”

Her head became dizzy as realization suddenly dawned on her. “Oh my god…” She whispered slowly. How were her mates able to get this-? This bracelet belonged to the girl she had drank from on the day of the full moon. She remembered the mysterious person with pitch black eyes that had caught her. What if the person had told on her? But-but he didn't look like a werewolf. She had known that little information from the very day she saw him, but refused to believe it. The mysterious man was a vampire. And why had she never been able to get him off her mind? His blurry face was stuck into her head like glue.

It's very dark everywhere, but since I'm a werewolf I can still see clearly -I saw goosebumps growing on my arms and I hugged myself. Then it dawned on me, Daphne said a dead body was found around this area last night, could it be the killer is still lurking around? "It's late" I heard a very deep, frightening voice say near my ear. I jumped back and couldn't help the shriek that left my mouth, but before I could grasp what was going on or even get a glimpse of who just spoke in my ear. A hand wrapped around my neck, lifted me off the ground and slammed my back on a tree I didn't take notice of earlier -I closed my eyes and grunt in pain.

“Mine too!“ Dante and Idalia said at the same time. They all stared at each other because that did not seem like it was a coincidence. No one said anything until an attractive woman in a tight suit walked in. She had beautiful long red hair and full lips. The suit showed off her curvy body and Lola saw both men staring at her with desire. The woman smiled and said, “Hi everyone, my name is Feline. We are ready for you now so if you would please follow me?” She walked towards one of the doors her hips swaying with every step. Lola quickly walked after her and the rest followed. They went into a room with some chairs and a beamer. They all sat down, and Feline turned off the lights and put the

Mostly in fear that this dream would vanish and I wouldn’t get the answers that I want. “Our brother, Adron, runs…created the underworld. He has fully gone under and lives there now. It is a completely different plane and unfortunately, we don’t have access to it. Adron has created all the evil creatures that you have learned about, dragons and what not, but he has also created a creature called vamolves. When a vampire or wolf is on the brink of death, he will show up and put a poison in their body. This poison makes them have the abilities of both wolf and vampire.” Althea said looking sad.

The temperature inside the room seemed to drop dozens of degrees in the blink of an eye, from a bright summer day to a late autumn winter. Big Bear and Allen Old and others felt an evil cold from inside to outside, all drawing into their necks. At the same time, they could also feel an inexplicable panic and terror gathering from all directions but come. But they couldn't say clearly why they felt like that, their legs were shaking after being scared. Cadell Marcus watched the trick that Waldo Roy Wizard performed, the smile on his face quickly disappeared, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. Just like Cadell Marcus felt before, from the moment he arrived in Allen Old's room, he noticed

If he succeeded, he would be unstoppable… … but he didn’t, because in her reality in Fairbanks, Vak Smallchief is still known as the first werewolf in history and the only werewolf ancestor who receives 7 salutation howls on the nights of the Full Moon Feasts. Where did that leave Nikjin? “You are a beautiful sight to behold in wasteland such as this,” he said, appearing in front of her like an apparition.

I looked back at the pathetic human clinging to life on the ground and saw him looking at us, curious as to what his friend’s fate held. I licked the blood from my hand that was left from the first victim, who was still bleeding out against the wall, and I summoned my minion, Hex, who would tap into his wendigo form and eat his friends. I wanted to watch Bradley’s reaction as Hex devoured them, their screams filling the room, and their blood creating puddles on the cement ground.