Creepymonsters hikaye

A Nuclear War destroyed the world. Boston got the worst of it. Join Steve as he travels through a home he once knew and now has to find places. Meet friends as he becomes allies with the famous DogMeat, Piper, Katie, Hancock, and many more. This is a full on survival story of he looses his family then finds them through places you'd never guess. Note- this is an actual game just described through me. If you don't like the fat T that some humans were burned and changed into flesh eating Ghouls, then I would ignore this book. But if you do play the game and/or don't care about it then read it and enjoy!

Por fin logre encontrarla...pero creo que es demasiado tarde, un poder grandioso se desato dentro de ella...la verdad no se si esta alianza nos ayudara a recuperar a ___ PD: [leer la primera parte para entender papus y mamus :v]

Life for Pandora was easy, rich parents, good education. But something's wrong, a voice is haunting her...from the dead. After a few vicious nightmares, a mysterious figure approaches her and tells her information about a lost life. One that is deeply awaiting, yet beckoning her welcome. Pandora is frantically torn apart and thrown into different dimensions with this figure. Will he reveal himself to her? Is the figure what she had always been dreaming of? Or had always know?

Esta es la idea surgida durante un largo viaje donde vi una tenue idea de como seria una adaptacion cinematografica, este solo es un concepto que me parecio interesante de tomar...

A short story written and illustrated with Devilish Inks!

Short stories. Horror, paranormal, intrigue, terror, suspense.

Las sangrientas fantasías salen a relucir por diversos motivos. Basta con una sola coincidencia o tal vez el mismo destino para que comiencen a gestarse.

Esta historia ocurre en el sur de Argentina... Un área pobre...

¿Alguna vez has querido molestar a un creepy-monster con miedo a morir? ¡Ya no más! Con estos sencillos pasos haré tú vida más fácil y divertida~

" Who are these people? " " These people are like family. And now your part of it." ............ .................. " g-goodbye." " Noooo! Please! " "I love you." ............. Lilith had a Great life till Her Parents died. She lived with her aunt who only was drunk everyday. Lilith lost control and started to kill and steal their money to live. She met a guy who was a killer too. She kept on meeting him every time she killed. They became friends, Soon before she knew it they both fell in love with each other. (Will it end happily ever after or into a big disaster..read to find out) .......... [I dont own any of these characters, nor the lyrics to a song that going to be here. ]

A short horror story written and illustrated with Devilish Inks!

No es mas que un intento de creepypasta

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You meet a tall man in the woods, helps you and soon you were going to be a proxy but you had 3 teammates. Toby , hoodie and masky. They liked you every since you first came, but they weren't the only ones that did. Jeff, Ej , sonic, Lj and Ben also liked you. Technically a Love Octagon hehe. You then had a brother that you didnt knew he existed....Stuff started changing then.... Everything was going great till One day Zalgo came and took him away and you had to save him before he could turn him into one of his. You then got some news that you couldn't believe was true.... When you came back you got sick and was slowly dying. Slendy and your love saved you.~♡ But....something happened that no one expected to happen..... [The character here is supposed to be a girl but it doesnt matter boy or girl you can read it :) ]

Segunda parte de creepypastas cortas #1

A short horror story written and illustrated with Devilish Inks!

Despues de tnto tiempo aqui esta la segunda parte de JEFF THE KILLER Te Amo mas que a mi vida , iniciando en el final de la primera parte, la pelea a muerte...

*Cada semana, una historia diferente. Cada historia, un miedo distinto.* HORRORES NOCTURNOS es una antología de relatos de terror donde ningún cuento se parece al anterior: lo sobrenatural que acecha en lo cotidiano, el folk que guarda lo que los ancestros no quisieron nombrar, el horror cósmico que reduce al ser humano a polvo, el gore que no pide disculpas. Lo que tienen en común es lo que les da nombre: la noche. Y lo que dejan al terminar. Un relato nuevo cada semana. Entra cuando quieras. Sal cuando puedas. - El horror comienza una vez que abres los ojos -