Novel & Cerita Extremely Scary Short Stories

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Clara let the old woman hold her hand and she stared straight into her pearlescent eyes. Then the woman’s body started to shake not from cold but from fear—intense horror she had never imagined to feel. That was when Clara discovered a new definition of scary in her vocabulary. Scary was looking in the woman’s eyes and not liking what she would see. Blood. An unknown place bathed in red. Fire. People screamed in agony. Their screams for help were like a tight vice around the heart. Destruction. Nothing else was left. Life slowly left the once lively and flourishing paradise. Death. The end that no one would ever ask for. Clara pulled her hand away when she felt the woman’s tight grip on her.

He grinned at Eiden. Eiden was frozen on the spot. Her body trembled with fear. Sweat began to pour out. His heart felt like it was being slammed. Tears began to fall from her eyes. The music player played on its own. Eiden turned his head to the music player and when he looked forward again, the evil had disappeared. Eiden breathed a sigh of relief, but he was wrong. He was still there! The door locked by itself and the flashlight on the smartphone suddenly turned off. Eiden was startled and before he could react, a pair of hands pulled his legs and made him fall.

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

Their laughter echoing in my ears makes me scared. “Babe. Wake up,” Echo said. Waking me up from the nightmare I had. I looked at him and hugged him. Good thing that it was just a dream when I heard him whistle. Echo never whistle. I look at him, and I get scared again because it is no longer Echo that I am hugging, but the man in my dreams who wants to kill me is now sitting in front of me. He is still holding the vase. I pushed him and ran away from him. I tried to run outside my room, and he followed me, but he was running this time. He is chasing me, and his whistle is getting louder and louder enough to fill the whole house that scares me and makes me deaf. My heart is trembling now whi

They would rather be scared together "Sham?" He said after hearing the sound again and that scared him even more.He thought of all the scary animals he had heard of,the witches the ghost.Poor kid even wet himself.He continues navigating his way through the forest until a hand whipped him off the ground and a piece of cloth covered his mouth.Whispers of a number of men were the last thing he heard before the darkness embrassed him ****** Shamma had never been as scared as she was that night.Even she had wandered off and was realising how lost she was

She turned her head again, scanning the blackness in terror. Blood red eyes burst through the black with a sudden flicker of Elika’s eyes, causing her to scream in shock. She reared back, overrun with terror as a shape began to form in the darkness; the face of death himself staring back at her. The dark menacing figure smiled, producing razor-like fangs. She stumbled as the creature laughed, losing her footing on the padded floor. Elika fell back, landing with a deafening thud on the ground. All sound faded from the room as she stared up at the beast, its true face shielded by the darkness.

“Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.” Kinurot siya ni Porsche sa tagiliran na siya namang paghagalpak niya ng tawa. “Pero seriously, horror talaga. Kasi… I mean.” Tumikhim si Blue samantalang naghihintay ng kasunod na sasabihin niya ang dalaga. “Love is scary. Especially no’ng moment na malalaman mong hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo. Nakakatakot kaya ‘yon. Pero… for me…di bale nang takutin mo ako araw-araw, My Sadako, ok lang. Para sa ‘kin mas nakakatakot ang mawala ka sa piling ko.” Naramdaman ni Blue na humigpit ang yakap ng dalaga sa kanya at mas lalo nitong isinubsob ang mukha sa kanyang dibdib. “Sa mga karaniwang ending ng pelikula, ano

With this, they could know instantly if something happened to their friend. Jia doesn't want to go home earlier because she doesn't know the story of this place. But after knowing it, she was sure that there was a demon. Demons was a hundred times scarier than ghosts. So of course, we must leave. However, just as we moved a step, the ground shook and the loud music suddenly made a screeching sound, it was like a loud creepy roar. "Sh*t! It's here! Let's leave this place, Kelly!" I don't know what Jia was seeing but her face was truly pale.

My heart pounded in my chest, the fear clawing at my throat as their laughter filled the room. "No! Don’t eat me! Please, don’t eat me!" I screamed, thrashing violently, my mind racing as I tried to comprehend the horror unfolding before me. "I don’t even have any meat!" I cried, my voice breaking as I struggled against the inevitable. But suddenly, everything shifted. The world around me blurred, and I felt myself shaking uncontrollably. The sharp, cold terror of the moment was replaced with the warmth of my own bed. I gasped, looking around frantically, disoriented.