Deena Fear Street Novels & Stories

She was quiet for a long moment. “I had another dream,” she said softly. My body tensed. “The Rogue King?” “No.” She tilted her head to look at me. “The hunt. Tomorrow. The forest. Something's coming, Nicholas. Something bad.” I wanted to tell her she was mistaken. That she was exhausted. That her mind was playing tricks on her. But she was in my arms. And she was trembling. “You're safe here,” I said instead. “I don't think anywhere is safe anymore.”

A scream tore through Lilith's lips, and she crawled away from the grave in sheer terror, panting heavily. As fear consumed her, Lilith felt a presence behind her. Slowly, she turned around, trembling with trepidation. To her astonishment, the dead girl stood there, her sad expression unchanged. They locked eyes, but the dead girl remained silent, her ghostly presence sending shivers down Lilith's spine. Overwhelmed by the sight of the apparition, Lilith rose to her feet and scrambled out of the woods, screaming in fear with each step.

[Faye] I know it might sound strange, I still am and have always been a little afraid of the dark. Actually no, that’s not quite accurate. Terrified would be the appropriate word. Terrified of the dark. I know all little kids fear the dark a little bit at some point, but the terror I feel go beyond the regular childhood fears of monsters under the bed or in the closet. I don’t fear being in the dark. I have an honest fear of the darkness itself. When I stare out into a complete deep shadow, it doesn’t feel empty, it feels overwhelmingly full.

I say, denial clear in my voice. “Do I?” He turns back to the tree line and gestures his head for someone to come forward. In a pair of skimpy, black, athletic shorts, and a hot pink sports bra, her cleavage is on full display. All the rogues begin to drool over her. Her brown hair hangs loosely, as she uses it to frame her giant tits. “Hello, Darius. Daya.” She says with a know-it-all attitude and in a flash, Daya has shifted back to her wolf and is lunging for Mara.

They wave their weapons with a bloodthirsty looks in their eyes. All of them gazed at Kaye and the other female classmates with a devilish grin, while they blocked the exit of the vip room. The students had never encountered such a ghastly scene before in their own eyes and young lives. It scared the living daylights out of them and made them almost pissed their pants. Even Wendel was starting to wobble. Slap! Pak! Pak! Pak! The red haired thug smacked at Wendel's face and sneered. "So what now? Where is that gutsy look of yours now?

Shane did introductions between Deon and Nadia and watched them shake hands. Deon smiled at Nadia warmly and naturally. Nadia came over to me after. Shane, for some reason, subtly repositioned himself so he was standing between them. I looked at the ceiling briefly. “What are we seeing?” Nadia asked, reading the board outside with her nose slightly scrunched. “Hollow Ground,” Deon said. “Supposed to be terrifying.” “Wonderful,” Nadia said, in a voice that meant the opposite. “Shane loves horror,” Deon said.

Lila POV And with that, Feargus punches a set of numbers into the security lock. The door clicks open, and he steps back. With a nod from Caleb, I follow him inside, my breath streaming out in front of me. Nyxies I can totally deal with. Ghosts, on the other hand, are another kettle of fish I’d much rather avoid. At least with demons, I can physically see them and drag their asses back to Hell. But dead people left to rot in an underground city?

Blood all over the walls! [Sister_Sarah]: Dear God... that poor boy, his insides were... [Veteran_Frank]: My fear level is already at 55%. We're all going to die at this rate! [Seminary_Student_Mark]: And the guy on the tenth floor! He stepped into his room and just... vanished! Not even a body left! [Livestream Chat] [Hahaha, the noobs' fear levels are skyrocketing.] [It's only the first night and so many are dead already.]

Dannie’s screams turned shrill then the pain was suddenly gone. Little aftershocks of pain echoed through her, but it was nothing compared to before. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” one of the deabru said when Dannie looked up at them. “What the hell, Voss, what the hell?” He clung to the scraggly deabru’s suit, eyes wide. His fear wafted over her, rotten and pungent. It grated along her skin like a rough, wool blanket. She could smell his fear? They took a step back as Dannie sat up on her knees.

I took the girls to my lab area, checked the younger girl's wound, and then cleaned it. As I was putting a small dressing on Daena, Dayla came fearfully into the lab. “What happened?” the she-wolf asked fearfully. “I was taking a shower; they were both in the room, and I—” “They were downstairs, almost ready to go, but Daena fell,” I said and looked at Dayma. “Can you explain to your mother what's going on?” Dayma ducked her head in fear. “We smelled a vampire,” the girl whispered, and I tensed. "For a moment we thought it was Daddy and went down to see him, but his scent was different. Daena says it's a ghost."