Shadowpeople Stories

This should have been the best day of his life. Instead, Gideon Pierce has never felt more depressed. No pride. No joy. Just a hollow, gnawing emptiness he can't outrun. The promotion to CEO of CE Incorporation was everything he worked for - power, prestige, proof that he had won in life. So he does what everyone does. He celebrates, burries the void in alcohol, boosts his ego by buying a fancy car. For a moment he feels larger than life. Until one reckless decision shatters everything he built. A drunk drive. A moment of arrogance. A silent challenge to death itself. A violent crash with dire consequences. Gideon crawls from the wreckage, furious at the inconvenience and the ruin of his shiny new toy. After a good night sleep, he's convinced he's escaped with nothing but a drenched suit and the threat of pneumonia as his first day as CEO. But something happened in that riverbank. Something unseen. Something patient. His world begins to shift. Reality slips at the edges. And he slowly realizes something happened in those murky water. What do you do when you lose control over your own existence? And how do you take it back when the cost is your soul? Regrets of a Dead CEO is a haunting psychological descent into guilt, consequence, and the thin line between redemption and damnation - where facing your demons may be the only way to survive them... or the final step toward becoming one.

I'm Marissa TrueBlood. I'm 16 years old and I'm a full blooded witch. My parents died when I was little but I would contact with them on my mirror to heaven. I've been working on witch craft since. Soon my mother told me I should take part of a human school to get educated to the human world since I would always be in my witch library. I complied the offer and sign up to TaylorWaters High School. When it was my first day of school, I met some 'interesting people'. And when I mean 'interesting people' I mean what humans call 'bullies'. But one of them was most interesting out of the bunch. In other words, he keeps eyeing me.

Once upon a time there was a Shadow kingdom. Filled with what humans had dubbed the Shadow people. A king and queen lived there with their son. Humans were forbidden to go to this kingdom, and in the human realm it had become a fairy tale. One day a human girl stumbled upon this realm. The young women was found by guards and taken to the king and queen. Read to find out what happens to the young women.

Brian Wessinger has never thought of himself as more than a teenager living an uneventful life in the small mountain town of Desolation Pines. But when unexplainable and frightening events start happening and the town becomes the center of national attention, Brian finds himself caught up in a conflict too big for him, or anyone, to comprehend. In Shadow Town, Brian must navigate the complexities of his life, adolescence, relationships, and fears in the midst of a standoff of universal proportions. ----- New chapters posted once a week, minimum.

The new lair has the best possible security, so what could possibly get inside? Written for The Darkest Nights Horror Fanbook. A 2k3 TMNT multi-chapter fan fiction. The TMNT are not mine. No money being made. Cover art created by MomoRawrr for this story. Original posting date 11/1/17.

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This is a book of the few encounters i've had with sleep paralysis. This book will contain; Stories from encounters with sleep paralysis Theories behind sleep paralysis old hag syndrome shadow people

Based off of a nightmare I had that messed with me for a while, still kinda freaks me out tbh doo here! have some horror! ***IM CHANGING ALL NAMES BECAUSE THEY'RE PEOPLE I KNOW IRL***

(from my tiktok @that one kid(do)) shadow people in a world where their name defines who they are, but in gender. People are discarded to never be found again or for the dead.

Original creepypasta by me.

After being abused by her newly ex-husband, Karen moves out of the city and into the rural farmland, to stay at her parents old farmhouse. Her life quickly becomes normal, as she recovers from the brutal trauma she had went through. Until, things start going missing. There are sounds of someone walking through the house at night. She starts to see shadows around every corner. Then, she starts waking up in different places and can't seem to remember what happened. It's not long before she finds out the truth and that nothing is at it seems.

Three friends become Mermaids (and Merman) on one adventurous night. This story seems familiar, however, I assure you it's different. There is a thousand years worth of lore and adventures. But a new powerful foe is revealed...

Here you will read about strange and even creepy experiences I have gone through. I have lived in many houses growing up and in almost every one of them, something strange and/or otherworldly has happened. These tales seem to spook others more than they ever have me so I hope you will enjoy. Do you have your own Spooky stories? Thanks to Unus Annus (YouTube) for inspiring me to write these down.

The mystery of the wandering woods is about 5 teenagers going into the woods and trying to find the friend Jewels, but end up meeting the end of their lives, a tall dark shadow like figure follows, watching every move they make, capturing every last one, a last jewels was found, but something was off with her, she walks out with the figure right behind her, she spots a new victim but notices the figure acting weird, find out what happens next as your read the story "Mystery of the wandering woods" And thank you for reading my story if this story gets a lot of support I'll make a second book explaining why jewels was still alive

An orphan girl tries to find her real parents by using her powers and with the help of the shadows

[Completed] Cynthia Dahl grew up in an abusive home. Her father is a background figure, her mother an iron fisted woman. She's learned how to avoid her parent's eye by being "invisible" a trait she uses to navigate through school. One day she finds a trinket at the beach that like a hermit crab, is much more on the inside. It contains a dark spirit, named Altair and he's willing to protect Cynthia from ANYTHING. Will Cynthia use this guardian as a means for her freedom? Or will she let her fears dominate her life?

Part prompts, part poetry-- fully expressive.

this is a rewrite of my good friend dragonsmoke56's story..since he's no longer on here.I'll be changing a few things.