Boogeyman Scary Novels & Stories

Some bodyguards often see it sitting alone at a table at night time when there's no one. Rumor has it that the ghost looks like an ordinary human, but moments later, its lips will be torn up to the ears, and its mouth will gape like a pot with the lid opened. The foul-smelling black gooey thing will come from his mouth, and then his eyeballs will come out, rolling down the feet of the person who saw it. Hayden shook his head again; he was unable to continue the story. It's not that Hayden was scared. It's just that his mind likes to play a trick on him when he imagines something. His mind would exaggerate what he was thinking then Hayden would scream in surprise at just seeing a black shadow

Then I continue to search the clearing for a sign of the monster. Suddenly in the distance we hear an ear-piercing scream and we hear the loud footsteps of what can only be our first monster. It must have caught something because when it appears it has a large brown bag thrown over its shoulder and the bag keeps thrashing about. When the monster reaches the only log in the small clearing, it drops the bag into the ground. Then it sits down on the log and watches the bag with a hint of amusement. I look at Ash and whisper

Francine drops by around dusk. Her family’s tomb is on the north end of the cemetery. A week later, she’s still shaken by her close encounter with a real-life sex trafficker. The Boogeyman is the sort of larger-than-life villain that she never imagined she would meet outside of TV. Her rude awakening has resulted in a mixture of feelings: shame, relief, confusion and depression. She greets her classmates with less confidence than usual and is quick to avert her eyes.

I can feel the sinister power coursing through my veins, a palpable force that threatens to overwhelm me. As the nightmare intensifies, I find myself unable to escape its grasp. I'm trapped in a twisted reality where an old woman with gnarled hands hovers over me, her sinister laughter echoing in the darkness. I struggle against invisible restraints, my heart pounding with fear as she reaches towards me with chilling intent.

“And this is what he would look like for you if he could.” I saw the next picture and laughed heartedly, because it was a white fluffy poodle. We sat on the fallen tree I’d officially declared my bench, a few steps away from the water, and lingered there, talking. I couldn’t believe my ears when she confirmed my theory of the scavenger changed by living energy, and that this event had put it —him— on the way to becoming what some called a half-breed demon, with the skill to live attached to living humans and manipulate them to get his daily fix of negative vibes.

I had only taken a few steps when something big and black tackled me from behind, and I went sprawling face-first into the loam. It didn't hurt, really, but I'd never been so scared in my life. I felt his hot breath on my neck, and I whimpered pitifully. "Red...no!" I could only wheeze with his ginormous form crushing me into the forest floor. I squirmed helplessly beneath his claws, pinning my arms easily behind my back. Red chuckled in my ear, then he licked the shell of it, making me flinch. Shamefully, my insides turned to liquid and oozed out and down my thighs. I knew all the things Red wanted to do to me. If he had his way with me, my holes would never be the same again. "Help!"

You can never even find me in the middle of nowhere at night. I know it’s a movie and it’s scripted but still, it irritates the heck out of me. As expected, the man with the axe came up behind her with a sinister look on his face while the female character stood frozen. Can’t she run already? Why is she still standing there when she can feel the man breathing behind her? “Boo,” William whispers close to my ear and I let out a scream, flailing my hands in the air to stabilize myself but I end up landing on my bum on the floor in an ungraceful manner.

“She never had any reason to tell the story again.” Lady Walter stood on her feet. “Nobody really tells the story of Rogues anymore. It’s too scary for children. Now we tell the pups about your boogeymen to scare them into growing their claws faster.” There was a ridiculing smile on her face as she walked by Kihara and disappeared into the hallway.

I jump half out of my pants when I turn from the door and see Boot standing in my room partially hidden in the shadows. "What are you doing here?" From his expression it's something bad. "My son is missing. He talks about killing hellhounds all the time. His plastic knife is missing along with his bicycle." Fear seizes me. Hellhounds are the creatures of my nightmares, and the terror I feel at even the thought of being near them almost takes me to my knees. "He would go out alone to find them?"

Because of this the guy below it — Kiko had struggled and tried to push the monster's enormous body. They could hear the other people far behind them were shouting. But none of them understands what those people were shouting. Yman knows this was the moment. The crazy mode! "B-Bob!" Yman who was having difficulty maintaining on feet had managed to call out for Bob. "Yosh!" Bob's body muscles suddenly were bulking. His body muscles grow bigger and veins were surfacing everywhere on his body. Even his eyes change into a reddish color. Then he jumped in front of the oozing monster. And tried to stop its rotation.