Witch Creepy Novels & Stories

Her hair is curly as usual, and Sookie wears a mini blue ripped short with a stylish black blouse that's fitted to her body like a sports bra, sculpting her large breasts and a black heel. "You look hot," Amber compliments me as I'm next to her. "I hate to agree, but you really do." Sookie rolls her eyes and sips some from her cup. "Thank you," I say shyly. "Want a drink?" Amber, hand me a cup. I accept it and recall what my aunt warned me about before leaving the house. I should not drink. But how can I say no to Amber? Amber's eyes were fixated, needing me to take a sip.

I reached out to remove the book from the shelf, my hand trembling as I pressed the button. The door to the hidden chamber slowly slid open, and a wave of fragrance mixed with a rotten stench rushed out. The cloyingly sweet scent mixed with the foul odor was somehow even more nauseating than the foul odor alone. I couldn't help but gag several times. Unable to see things clearly in the dark, I dug out my phone and turned on the flashlight. The light illuminated the interior of the chamber. I took one glance and froze. The dimly-lit chamber was covered in a thick layer of soil. Right in the center grew a plant about half my height, with a grayish-green stalk and oversized leaves veined with b

said the witch. She threw a small bottle onto the ground and she disappear into a cloud of purple smoke. My eyes widen at her departure. I held the cloak and gloves she had given me and went on my way to find Alpha Deucalion, hoping he had calmed down a bit. "How loud can you scream when I snap your tiny neck with my sharp teeth?" A werewolf stopped me along the way. I was petrified, I slowly walked backward as its yellow and black eyes gazed at me hungrily.

Ken shouted to the girl to see the man part his hand with the girl and snapped his Crimson eyes to them. "I'm not saying it to her. You two. Did you know what in the hell's name you have done?" Following his words, Ariana saw the fresh flower in the vases grew dull in color before eventually turning black and crisp as it wilted. Across the room, the cup of tea, table, and the frames on the wall shook along with his word. The preserved animal's heads were far frightening than the other things to Ariana. As it shook as though it was alive without the rest of the body.

At least she had found the werewolves but what the fuck did she end up in? She had no idea werewolves would be this big. Somehow, she imagined them the size of normal wolves but these were at least twice as big. She now heard screaming coming from different directions so whatever the werewolves were doing to those women it wasn’t anything good. Her eyes went left and right searching for a spot to hide. Her mind was racing, where should she hide? A tree? But what if they could climb and they probably could smell her if she hid in a bush or something. She closed her eyes for a second and tried to slow her breathing. When she shut out the screaming, she could also hear the sound of rushing wate

It’s a silence with dread, a prelude to an impending peril. I inadvertently turn my gaze to the direction of the balcony. Through the curtains, three dark, hulking figures lurk, their eyes gleaming with a malevolent hunger. “No!” I yell. At the exact moment my word explodes out of my trembling lips, the balcony doors swing open with a violent gust of wind, and a chilling breeze sweeps through the living area. I watch in horrified disbelief as three monstrous figures emerge from the shadows, their eyes aglow with death. These are no ordinary intruders. They are werewolves, their hulking forms silhouetted against the moonlit night. The wolves advance with a predatory grace, their muscles rippl

Emma willed her legs to move as she felt around for a wall. She hadn’t been able to see much of anything when she had first entered the crypt, and now that she was sealed in, she was surrounded by a stygian darkness. She bumped into something solid and stone-like, and immediately crouched down on the floor in a fetal position. Her body shook, her lips trembled and her mind conjured creepy-crawlies, fantastic monsters, and demons of all shapes and sizes. And they came, one and all in full force, to crawl over her skin, to nip and paw at her, and to literally pull her to pieces.

My life was just simple ,then in just one night , I've encountered different creatures . " I'm a vampire." My eyes widened . The fear suddenly engulfed my body. I want to run but I feel like that I'm being paralyzed. " No scratch that. I'm a half-vampire. Half-human and half-vampire." I only saw this kind of scenes before in movies but now it is in front of me . " So miss, I will asked you again." He looked at me and walked closer. I stepped backward until my back was leaning against the wall. I gulped when he was just inches away from me. This feeling was different. I feel like I'm being drown into his eyes. I couldn't move because he was so close.

She drawled and Edna cackled that godforsaken shrill laugh again. Needed to wash out her trachea too, what with that laugh? Must be a throat infection or something. “Come on, grab that duvet and let’s hit the other rooms while the girls are out, leave the roach for last when the hag gets her.” Crystal drawled and a throb started at the pins of my temples. The fuck? A hag? Hell to the no! There was a reason Werewolves and Witches did not mix, and I’d be damned if I was waiting like some impressionable young fox, for a witch to come to me.

She laugh witch like. I cringe. She's all friendly, mom to my closet friend hermione. She also appear all younger and way healthier than her age but she sure is creepy. She creeps and scare better than cockroaches. I shiver. My shakey tooth grit and collide themselves. Goosebumps surround my skin. This explains how creepy my very thoughts and imagination picture her. She wriggle my palm. She though creeps me but actually assure my safety. She assures non watches.