Appalachian Mountains Scary Novels & Stories

Ten Days Later Briley Cross disconnected the burner cell phone and tossed it into her backpack; she stretched and glanced out the window at the emerging spring blooms and blossoms. She was still amazed that Pennsylvania was so mountainous – for some reason, she’d always thought that it was pancake-flat like its neighbor Ohio. The soaring peaks and rolling green hills were a pleasant surprise, one of the first that she’d had in a very long time. She’d always been attracted to contrasts, and the snowy, stern peaks looming over the lush, warm foliage was her idea of landscape heaven.

The "Appalachia Crystal" was more than a geological patch; it was a living monument. In the days following the stabilization of the West Virginia void, the reports coming into the Vermont homestead were staggering. The ground hadn't just stopped shaking; it had begun to sing. People living above the hollow reported a soft, indigo glow emanating from the soil at night, and the local Scriptoriums were recording the cleanest, most resonant "Living Script" in history.

None of us needed to look back to know that it was Chase. “Are you okay?” Luca asked me. His finger went under my chin and turned my head towards him. “Yeah, I was just thinking I don’t actually know where your pack is located.” “Oh.” Luca seemed surprised by this. “We are in the Appalachian Mountain range.” That made my heart flutter a little. “Which part?” “We are at the highest point in North Carolina.” He knew what I was asking. That wasn’t far from where my parent’s pack was. Still, Alpha Dylan’s pack was in the Rocky Mountains. This means I was going back across the U.S. Exactly where I had run from.

He was entrusting his brother's life to the same girl who had once saved his own, yet today, there was a fear of losing him again to her. Their journey unfolded amidst the rugged Appalachian mountains, their path winding through steep valleys. "It's breathtaking, Wyatt," she breathed softly, her words meant for him alone. "Only because you're here with me," he replied, brushing a gentle kiss against her cheek. She rose slowly from her seat, unfastening her helmet with deliberate care. "I crave freedom," she declared quietly, her voice carried away on the mountain breeze. With a graceful motion, she extended her arms, welcoming the cold rush of wind against her skin. Every fiber of her being

I cry, clutching onto his shirt tightly. "Shh... let everything out," he coos softly, rubbing my back. --- After an hour, I am finally okay—back to my normal state. I am now sitting on the couch while Zander makes some tea for me and coffee for himself. I keep looking outside into the deep forest, watching the trees sway from the strong wind. Thank goodness we don't live in the Appalachian Mountains, or else I would have made a run for it. One of my cousins, who is married to a warrior in the Sun Down Pack located in the Appalachian Mountains, says it gets creepy after dark.

The crowd unanimously agreed that if they encountered danger at high altitude, it was far more ferocious than on the ground, and even if their cultivation was not weak, they did not dare to be careless. Fell into the mountains below, only to see the surrounding ancient trees towering, covering the sky, red flowers and green vines, but the depths of the mountains, but through an endless stream of bizarre quiet, it is often said that the art of high courage, but in this bizarre atmosphere shrouded, even if it is as strong as the sixteen people, but also feel the back of the chills bursts of attack. "The living are still afraid of ghosts! I'd like to see if this rumor of having in and out is so

I had climbed a whole damn mountain for nothing, and when I got back to the castle, Joshua and Brent were going to hear it from me. Putting my cell phone back in my pocket, I turned to look out over the land to see if I could see the castle from here but froze when I saw the land surrounding the mountain. For miles as far as the eye could see was nothing but death, and fear began to hit me that something was gravely wrong. I had never seen anything like this in my life, and to be honest it was freaking me out. What sounded like a twig snapping behind me, made me turn abruptly, fearing that I wasn’t alone on the top of this mountain. Unfortunately, my fear was true, as beady red eyes stared b

Alexander gushes in excitement. "Okay I will come." Rushes Amara. She wanted to get out of the devil's abode some way or the other. Nothing he speaks next goes inside Amara's head. "Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me?

Now hold on a second. “Mountain dragon…” I shut my eyes tight and tried to focus on my surroundings. The first few moments of heightened senses caused me to jolt. What a mind shatter. I can literally feel every movement of the people of the city and the sounds they make. Heck, I can even feel the rush of the animals in the nearby forest which were running away from the sound. Just how scary is this mountain dragon that it earned fear from its surroundings just from a single roar?

The misty gleamed red, like the terrible drop of a blood oath, before squirting onto the rotten ground. "Shit, this place is scary; I mean, Hollywood movies are kind of scary," Diana murmured as she noticed the hoary tree knots glaring at her like baleful eyes. She felt like the devil's forest was infecting her with its evil darkness, like it was talking to her; she could almost feel the breathing whiz of the moistened turf. Diana had never encountered these sentiments on her many journeys. She had battled her demons in her nightmare, quarrelling after the dreadful monster in the fathomless bowels and dripping basins of the deepest caves of her dream; however, this forest was scarier.