Bloody Mary Scary Novels & Stories

She can also freely practice magic here. But the small image of happiness that was created in his head, had to disappear because of the presence of a figure who was familiar to him, but foreign to others. “Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiik-” Marya's group stopped in place. Their gazes did not turn away from what they saw in front of them. "Run! Now!” Dylan screamed, who immediately grabbed Marya's arm and carried her away. 'Why are there monsters here?!'

Mary scrambled to stand up and kept her gaze on the ground. “Look at me, Mary.” Mary moved her head like a robot to look at Alaric Emrick. Her beautiful face was already pale as a ghost. “Tell me, can you pay for my cousin’s life? Do you know how to pay for a dhampir’s life?” he asked in a cold clear voice. Only tears flowed from Mary’s face as she stood quivering with fear before him. “Do you have any idea of the consequence of your action to the vampire and witch community, Mary?” asked Alaric, disdain traced upon his voice.

Martha was so scared, she wasn't as strong as Amy and she knew that fighting back was useless, it would only anger Amy more. Amy dragged her towards where Broderick's keeps his lion and as the Lions saw Amy walking over to their den with Martha, they stood from their laying position and roared as if they had seen their prey. "Amy please! Amy! I beg you, don't do this, I'm not ready to die," Martha was scared to death. The face of the Liom were so scary that if she gets thrown inside, she wouldn't even have the chance to land on the floor before she would be a food for the animals.

VALERIA The book fell from my hands and landed on the floor with a thud. The last time I was this petrified was when I was hiding, watching my parents being murdered. And I felt like because all things were pointing towards the same thing happening to me, getting killed by a werewolf that hated the existence of vampires for some reason. The feeling of someone touching my shoulder had me jerking away, triggering my instinct to fight. But it was just Marcello's concerned face that I saw when I turned. His eyebrows were furrowed as he observed me carefully, then he asked,

Sure enough, under everyone's gaze, the young woman who had just run out was instantly enveloped in black mist as soon as she stepped out of the cafeteria. A scream echoed from within, and the mist slowly transformed into a red, blood-like fog. When the red fog finally dissipated, all that remained on the ground were bloodstains and a few bones. At that sight, the remaining few abandoned any thoughts of escaping. It was the first time I had seen such fear in their eyes. Their gazes, however, were fixed on my father, who stood beside me.

- Mary Ann, it blew her away by few meters in her front was the irregular zombie that was bigger than any of them! her skill double thinking is still active but there is no way she will escape this catastrophe the claw of the irregular zombie is becoming larger in her sight and at any moment she will die to the hands of it *wwwoooom!* a black matter bolts the area, it blasts a thick smoke around! “What is this!”- Arthur Mary Ann was bewildered because of the sudden turn of even, even the zombies have been blinded by the thick smote

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

Just until I found a boyfriend that my dad liked. My manager, Hilda was supposed to pick me up by nine, this morning, so I had like five hours left. I got up from my bed, wondering how I was going to pass the time as I sluggishly trudged to my bathroom. I suddenly felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise and I felt my stomach churn anxiously. I began to look around my room as paranoia set in. I didn't understand why I was feeling this way. I felt like someone was here with me and by that someone, I meant the vampire.

Bloody Mary Mary knew that the bodies had been stacking up as a lazy tech pushed it toward the elevator. She could tell by the look of indifference on his face where he was going. The sound of popping gum echoed the hallway as she walked unnoticed as she headed toward the stairs. Stopping at the morgue door and with a shiver, Mary slid through the door quietly and stood in the shadows waiting for the drop off the dead body.

A few brave men immediately rushed to the doors and blocked them. “That’s right, we can’t let them escape!” “They’re evil! How can they simply stab anyone with an infected needle? They’re basically harming innocent people!” The hall suddenly lit up. Mary was finally frantic. She looked at the angry and fearful gazes around her and hugged Charlie. “What are you doing? Why are you targeting us? “It isn’t AIDS! That’s just red ink!” She yelled and explained, but her voice was already trembling. I glared at her coldly as though I was staring at a dead person.