Dollmaker Stories

Your being help hostage by a crazy man obsessed with porcelain dolls. Will you survive his sick twisted game?

Duke Blackwell has always been curious on meeting Queen's Victoria's watchdog; Ciel Phantomhive. There been rumors on how faithful he is to the Queen, but how much? Since Duke Blackwell would rather have one less obstacle.

She didn't mean to hurt her parents, her friends, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she didn't mean to, though her parents saw a monster, no longer was she they're baby anymore, she had caused harm and she was paying the price for something she had no control of, no idea how it came to be. They just sent her off, to be locked away in padded rooms and be treated like a lab rat, what if she escaped one day? Who would be there waiting for her? I'm really bad at descriptions and I wrote this in 2017, I'm rewriting it currently and writing more chapters, though I'm going through my final year of high school rn so I might be slow. I had left it at one chapter but this story has potential.

one shots with your favorite pasta creepypastas do not belong to me

In the eerie town of Marrowick, young lovers Elena and Caleb discover an ancient chest in the woods containing a mysterious wand and a letter warning against using it. Ignoring the caution, they speak the magic word "Noxilma," unintentionally unleashing a horrific curse that brings evil dolls to life. These twisted, sentient dolls begin turning townspeople into lifeless replicas, spreading terror and chaos. Fleeing to an old church for safety, Elena and Caleb search desperately for a way to reverse the curse. They uncover a counter-spell that requires a rare mirror, a magical flame from the curse's origin, and the wand itself. Battling through swarms of dolls, they return to the forest and perform the ritual just in time, destroying the dolls and restoring the town. Though the curse is broken, the story ends on a chilling note: the wand remains active, hinting that an even darker force may have been awakened.

idk man I'm just mentally ill

"I Love them.. a smile upon a practiced face is no longer a smile doll heads are just painted they use cunning, guile but you can see duplicity through the thick shellac ask for honor real truth and watch the varnish crack they'll find another hunting ground but their eyes will be their fall the baby blues that look at you Do not smile at all.." "They're my freinds." --- POEM BY:SoulSurvivor ALI CHARACTER BY:Me STORY BY:Me

Once long ago in a small little village deep in the mountains cut off from everything else there was a famous doll maker and his wife. All his dolls were handcraft from the finest materials. They were perfect or at least that's what everyone said. He had been experimenting for years trying to make the perfect doll he wanted to make it out of the strongest materials. So that it would never break. He wanted to make it indestructible. He wanted to make the perfect child for his wife since they couldn't have children. She wanted children more then anything. He loved his wife unconditionally. But when they found out she couldn't have children they were so struck by grief it drove him mad. To the point to where he spent all the time on making her, the perfect doll. He made made her around 16 years old. He gave her the memories and intelligence of a human. He even gave her a artificial heart so they could love her unconditionally. So that she would have emotions just like a human. He made her perfect and the most beautiful girl ever seen.

Had she seen him? He stayed perfectly still, not ducking behind the corner again. Any movement might give him away, and he was confident that his camouflage was good enough. To discern a single eye at this distance? It would be very difficult... but it wasn't impossible.

based on that youtube family and the shot of the ( can't spell name right) and the skorys series :)

Alot of stuff for just a story.

this is a scary story about a woman they call the doll maker. the doll maker is the nightmare on the street and the person parents tell there kids to stay away form. it's told that at night the doll maker go's out and anyone she finds are never find again, what happens to them? what do think she does with them? read to find out in The DOLL MAKER. this is my fist story so please don't judge it and i own this story so please don't steal it thank you for reading this story.

A timeless void oh so bittersweet...

Kirakishou was all alone. She was only a ghost because she died sometime after she was finished. The doll watched her sisters and told lies to them. She felt it was unfair that she couldn't live longer than she should of. She couldn't have even a small piece of her father's love. Her sisters got that and was given a chance to have it once again in the Alice Game. She was still watching and saw how they were loved now that her sisters are ready to end the Alice Game. She just wanted to be loved. She didn't know she was going brought back to her doll life by someone who had the powers of her father. June's little sister, Lucilia. Lucilia knew no doll could be perfect and so she found something more beautiful in dolls than perfection, they're flaws. The very things that builds they're personality. Lucilia gave Kirakishou another chance and wants to help her. Why, because Kirakishou's flaw was loneliness and it was also Lucilia's. Read to hear adventure and what happens to them.

In short, At the moment I am writing this... I have reach a level of sleep deprived loopiness, plus a sudden urge to write shorts of Nathan interacting with other creepypasta's in a slightly cannon, but truly cannon way. I suppose many "what if's" and how I see these two (or more) creeps getting along or interacting. =w= I don't wish to sleep. Enjoy. Cover pic by Alloween =w=/ All hail the mighty pumpkin

Long ago, a man murdered his young daughter, they say his spirit still haunts the area, and every decade, he'll pray on children.

this story is a black Butler fanfic with drocell and my oc I hope u love it

How to Survive Creepypastas

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