names for creepy clown stories

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

Dengan harta berlimpah, jabatan dan koneksi yang luas tidak membuat hidup seseorang menjadi menyenangkan. Teo adalah pria dengan kelebihan tersebut, tapi apakah dia bahagia dengan apa yang ia punya? Banyak masalah terjadi di dalam hidupnya. Dimulai dengan kisah cinta pertama yang tragsi, di lanjut dengan misteri kematian mendiang sang ayah yang masih tanda tanya. Konflik antar keluarga yang memperebutkan kekuasaan, hingga perselisihan dengan sahabat sendiri. Menjadi tanggung jawab yang berat dengan menyandang nama keluarga 'Danuarta' mengingat banyak musuh yang ingin meruntuhkan kekuasaan keluarga Teo. Apakah ia sanggup bertahan dengan berbagai percobaan pembunuhan dan fitnah?

Alice Nelson is 35 years old, recently divorced from her husband, Carlos Fisher. Carlos has an affair with Alice's best friend. After the divorce, Alice decided to move from the city of Oxford to the city of London. And in her new residence she meets Sea Lawrence. Very lovely and friendly new neighbours. Sea is also a widow, her husband died in an accident. Long story short Halloween night this year, Sea invited Alice to stay at her house, and celebrate the Halloween party, with her. "Don't forget, go to my house tonight, we will have a party with my family," said Sea. But when Alice arrived at the woman's house, it turned out that no one was there. Only a few dry corpses were sitting in the dining room. Alice thought it was just a trick from Sea to scare her, and purposely put a fake corpse there. Long story short, Alice begins to feel strange things in the house. The appearance of a child's ghost takes her to the basement, and there Alice discovers a big secret, it turns out that Sea is...? Read more here...

The lord of Groovington a good looking handsome man and all.... but should a book be judged through it's appearance?? Sirius Donovan is a cruel vampire who could stoop as to kill a whole bunch of family to satisfy his taste, he was evil. He meets young Katherine when he was in a hurry to go on his midnight appointment. He had saved her from some group of men who were after her. Katherine was naive when she offered her hand for him to drink from. He had smelled it, the smell was alluring and addicting. Could he be the killer of the girl who had considered him a savior. Nightmare calls, he was her first Nightmare. This is a twisted love story of Katherine and the lord.

Some people perform joy so completely that nobody notices they’re drowning until the water is already over their head—and Riyura Shiko has turned that performance into an art form. Fifteen years old, purple-haired, red bow-tied, and explosively cheerful in the specific way of someone who learned early that being cheerful was safer than being honest, Riyura arrives at Jeremy High not as a normal transfer student—but as a walking thunderclap in a school uniform. Officially, he’s there for a “fresh start” after an incident involving pudding, a ferret, and one tragically heroic trampoline. Unofficially, he’s there because wherever Riyura goes, normality quietly packs its bags and leaves. Jeremy High is no ordinary school. Founded in 1876 under impossible circumstances—three suicidal teenagers, letters from a descendant who wouldn’t exist for a century, and a foundation built as much on suffering as it is on survival—it attracts the broken, the chaotic, and the unexplainable. Riyura fits in immediately… and completely disrupts everything anyway. From shouting greetings at trees to challenging athletes to dribble pineapples, from staging lunchtime operas about dumplings to turning every hallway into a stage, he floods the school with a kind of absurd, relentless energy that feels almost supernatural on its own. But beneath the chaos is something quieter. Something fragile. Because Riyura isn’t just trying to be seen—he’s trying not to disappear. Over the next four years, what unfolds is everything. Not just the ridiculous, high-energy nonsense of flying fruit and social disasters, but corruption networks, government conspiracies, psychic abilities tied to Edo-period bloodlines, time manipulation, preserved souls, and a brother who dies… and comes back? Government agents become allies. Truths unravel. The very sanctuary that saved them reveals the cost of its existence. And still—beneath all of that—the people matter most. Yakamira, sharp and analytical, alive against all odds. Miyaka, opening her pencil case every morning as an act of quiet defiance. Subarashī, scars catching the light as he declares himself to the world. Jisatsu, holding steady, fourteen months without a crisis. Pan, baking at 4 AM not because he has to—but because he chooses to. None of them are whole. All of them are trying. And together, they form something stubborn and unbreakable: a family built not from perfection, but from the refusal to let each other drown alone. Then comes graduation. Osaka. Cherry University. Cherry blossom seasons that feel too soft for everything they’ve survived. And the slow, difficult realization that surviving and living are entirely different skills. And many more characters in the main stage at that as per-usual. Riyura Shiko isn’t just the loudest person in the room. He’s the one most afraid of silence. His absurdity isn’t there to make you laugh—it’s there to overwhelm you, to push past the limits of what “normal” even means, to prove that being alive isn’t about fitting in, but about refusing to disappear. The humor isn’t clean, or even traditionally funny—it’s chaotic, excessive, and sometimes deliberately irritating. Because this story doesn’t aim to be funny. It aims to feel. Loudly. Uncomfortably. Honestly. This is the complete story of Riyura Shiko. From a teenager hiding behind a crooked bow tie and a perfectly rehearsed smile… to someone who slowly, painfully learns what genuine laughter actually feels like. From impossible walls to open skies. It costs something. It leaves something behind. Neither cancels the other out. THE NAMES… RIYURA SHIKO! - RATED MA26+. Still here. That’s always been enough. Because this series has the worst humor you could ever wish for. >;)

"Only the victor can have the last laugh." *** [Destiny Fall]. A global sensation that became Game of the Year for 5 consecutive years. The game was set in the far future where the players could explore the vast Universe. It had exceptional narrative, characters, lore, and combat mechanics. There was only one problem with the game. It was damn hard to clear! 10 years had gone by, yet no one reached its ending! I was the 9th global rank player. While everyone dropped the game due to the absurd difficulty, I remained, doing my best to achieve a full clear. But... "Where am I?" I became the Evil Clown, an NPC whose only job was to die in every route of the game!

Ryan was murdered by a lunatic dressed as a clown. He should have died. But the clown gave him a second chance… and a gift. Ryan awakens in the body of a seventeen-year-old high school student in the United States, in the mid-2000s. However, this world is not normal. People vanish without a trace. Supernatural entities hunt from the shadows. The inhuman hides beneath the surface of everyday life. The clown grants him two things: a new life in this world… and six powers. — Superhuman strength. — Magic. — Future sight. — Storage space. — Teleportation. — Sacrifice. With these powers, Ryan must survive and eliminate everything that threatens this world: serial killers, traffickers, supernatural entities, corrupt politicians… and more. There are no heroes here. No second chances for the weak. Survive. Grow stronger. And remember one thing: Between you and them… it’s better if it’s them.

To break the gods, he must become worse than them. Raen Valor was once a nameless orphan, a shadow in the alleys of a dying empire. Now, reborn by the will of a forgotten Demon God, he walks a path of blood, betrayal, and stolen power. In a world where true power lies in Names—the sacred truths that define reality—Raen becomes a Thronedead, a forbidden being who devours the Names of gods, rewriting the laws of existence itself. But every name taken eats away at his soul. Every god slain brings him closer to madness, and the throne he seeks to destroy whispers temptations of its own. Alongside Lyra, a girl bound by forbidden magic and a haunting past, Raen ventures into cursed lands, unearths buried truths, and confronts horrors born from divine lies. Together, they will challenge the very foundation of the world. But can a man who devours identity remember who he truly is? Brutal. Philosophical. Unforgettable. Thronebreaker: The One Who Devours Names is a dark fantasy epic that weaves psychological depth, unique worldbuilding, and a power system unlike any you’ve seen before. ___________________________________ Join the Discord for updates, character art, announcements, and more: https://discord.gg/J9VsU5d7

The modern world of magic has moved on. Magic of old no longer allowed in the new age. Deemed too barbaric for the contemporary world, magic skills and formulae have taken the country of Idraver by storm and with their arrival, heralding in a new age of magic. Decades later, a young man named Keldon, born without the ability to use skills, begins to experience strange dreams, and with them came the return of an ancient magic. Given an impossible task, what do his newfound powers mean? Or is their return merely a signal for the beginning of the final end.

Genre: Dark Supernatural Psychological Thriller / Tragic Romance Protagonist: Kaito Sena, 19 Setting: Kūro-shi — a fictional mid-sized Japanese city built across a river delta, where old industrial districts rot next to glass towers, and the fog never quite burns off before nightfall. Core Mystery: A girl was murdered in an alley searching for someone she had no reason to know. The next morning, she walked back into the world wearing her own face — and didn't remember dying at all.