Wendell Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Somewhere, he could still hear the waves although he could only see blackness where the sea should be. Looking down, Jon saw that the light from the library was still on. Jon wondered about his client's nocturnal habits and whether he would need to adjust his work hours as well to match his client's. Suddenly, Jon saw something move from the corner of his eye. It seemed to have come from the library window, but he could not be sure. Just as he was convincing himself that he was just too sleepy and conjuring images out of nothing, he saw a black creature move across the wall of the mansion like a giant lizard. The light from the library window barely caught it. Jon barely suppressed a cry whe

“Reading might be more productive for you than hanging out with Dove or whatever else you do when I’m not there.” “I don’t always hang out with Dove,” I defend, even when he is right. I might spend too much of my free time doing anything other than reading about demons in the thousand-page book he gave me. He gives me a look which suggests he is calling bullshit on that. “Wendigos are creatures of nightmares,” Caleb says. “They’re known as monstrous spirits that almost seem like humans. But they’re not. They don’t possess humans and they can’t hold a human form for long, like many upper-class-level demons can do easily. But it’s still deadly, and no human would stand a chance against it. You

CRYSTAL RIVER PACK I’m calling him Wonder Pup until we have a real name for him. It’s either that or Cujo. Jill’s words from years ago bounced around in Celeste’s mind as the scent that would always be associated with Wonder Pup enveloped her. He was next to her. She took a deep breath to calm herself. All that did was to fill her senses with him. She focused on Will. But he noticed that her hand paused for a moment. And the next breath after her deep breath was shaky.

Even the council elders had never seen anything like this; their stunned expressions matched mine and Father’s. Stepmother’s jaw was also hanging wide. More werewolves gathered around us, and the murmurs spread like wildfire. “Who is this guy? I’ve never heard of an Omega like him in the Alliance.” “I heard he migrated from the Southern Wastelands.” “The Wastelands? That barren dump?” “Who cares? Miss Elara sure lucked out. Even some Golden Lycans can’t afford a display like this.”

I had only taken a few steps when something big and black tackled me from behind, and I went sprawling face-first into the loam. It didn't hurt, really, but I'd never been so scared in my life. I felt his hot breath on my neck, and I whimpered pitifully. "Red...no!" I could only wheeze with his ginormous form crushing me into the forest floor. I squirmed helplessly beneath his claws, pinning my arms easily behind my back. Red chuckled in my ear, then he licked the shell of it, making me flinch. Shamefully, my insides turned to liquid and oozed out and down my thighs. I knew all the things Red wanted to do to me. If he had his way with me, my holes would never be the same again. "Help!"

The creeper took a step to them, snarling with drool slipping from its mouth down to the sand. “I have no choice but to step in.” The pregnant woman said about moving. The creeper halted, something was wrong and it felt it soon after It’s eyes widened as it’s body slowly deteriorated from his sides leaving only it’s two legs. “What the?!” the pregnant woman was surprised. “… how did he do that?!” “We survived!” Peirce and Node rejoiced as their knees where almost failing them. “It was more scary than the Torzillas.” Peirce exhaled, fell on his knees on their accomplishment, Node held his shaking hand as he forced a smile on his face.

--- Chloe was talking non-stop as she drove Katie Clyde to campus, Katie Clyde was silent, and wasn't responding as she ought to. Chloe nudged her roughly and yelled "Katie!" Katie Clyde winced in pain and pursed her lips "what?" Chloe sneered "serves you right, why ain't you responding to me? didn't you hear what I was saying" Katie Clyde sighed heavily "Chloe, what if werewolves and vampires are real? what if they live among us? what if they are one of those people we see each day?" Chloe looked at Katie Clyde strangely "Katie, have you been watching too many movies, recently?" she reposted.

He had only been acting on a hunch, but the results proved him right. "I read about this before. This creature is called a Dreadspawn Larva. Once inside a human body, it multiplies endlessly, devouring the host from within," Karlsen explained. "It's so small that anyone unfamiliar with venomous creatures would never notice the danger." George's expression turned ice-cold. If he hadn't been cautious tonight, Wendy would have fallen victim to this Dreadspawn Larva. His voice dropped to a lethal chill, "Kill the Bayou woman." "Yes, Your Majesty!"

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

Maybe it all came from the lingering frustration about every little thing since my little family reunion at school. I tried not to think about it. Or anything else in particular but as you know it’s quite hard to keep your mind blank, so yeah, not much luck. I switched on the lamp beside my bed taking out my Creatures of the Moon book, I was reading something about Wendigos the last time if I could recall well. Vicious creatures, I tell you. These were the true creatures of the night. More deadly than vampires in my opinion. I sighed through the pages buying out time, as the minutes whisked away.