Extremely Scary Short Stories Novels & Stories

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.

The sounds; a cacophony of ripping flesh, crunching bones, and guttural growls, echo through the stillness of the wilderness like a macabre symphony of nature’s brutality. “Ahhhhhh!” the short one screams, turns around and runs away. He trips, and falls, but scrambles back up and continues to run. In his fear, he doesn’t even realize that rather than running in the direction we came from, he’s heading deeper into the woods. Of the two remaining men, one falls to the ground and a pungent smell starts to emit from him. He had pissed himself. The next second, we hear a piercing scream of terror coming from the direction of the short man and then nothing. Silence.

It made my skin crawl the moment I noticed it, but it was quickly forgotten when Nico came in with steaming soup in his hand. “What do you want?” I call out. Another flash of lightning, so quick that I barely have time to process what my eyes are seeing. There—between the two wooden planks—is an eyeball. Wide and staring at me intently. Just as sudden as it came, the light flickers out, and the room is cloaked in shadows once more. Jolting violently, I fall backward off the bed, landing painfully on my tailbone. I hardly feel it when panic has taken over. I’m not even capable of screaming for help, too lost in terror to do anything but desperately kick my feet, scrambling back toward t

Trembling, she clutches onto her blanket, feeling paralyzed with fear and uncertainty. Sunny shouts, Please leave me alone! " But the spirits pay no heed to her pleas; their whispers only intensify. Desperate, Sunny frantically searches for a way to escape the haunting presence, her heart pounding in her chest. Sunny gets off the couch and runs to the corner of the room, looking around while hearing eerie whispering. She's scared to move, fearing that any sudden change might provoke the spirits further.

Strange images flashed on my face that I never knew existed. Gasping out, I shot my eyes tightly to avoid seeing the images, but my effort was futile as it came right into my head. A soft crinkle at my back snapped me out of the horrible sight. Sweating profusely, I cocked my head gradually towards the hand and freezed My body became numb, my breath came in short bursts, fear replaced the blood in my vein, my heart hung in between my cells and skin. I was as good as dead. "A witch! The famous and most deadliest witch"

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.

She tried to call out, but her voice caught in her throat, and she was left gasping for air. Suddenly, the whispering turned into a loud, guttural growl. Emily spun around, and her eyes widened in terror as she saw a pair of glowing eyes staring back at her from the darkness. The eyes belonged to a massive creature, its fur matted and blood-stained, its claws as long as knives. Emily froze in fear as the creature emerged from the shadows and began to move towards her.

[Content warning: Mentions of death, blood, trauma, and disgusting elements] Danielle and the male lay awake silently beside her, shivering in terror. Emlyn gulped uneasily as he tried his best to calm down the raging fear in his mind. Luckily for them, for some reason, the monster was no longer facing them but opposite with its back filled with wriggling limbs before them. It was quite disturbing but much better than the maggot-covered, huge-sized face that had been facing them.

As he extended a hand, inviting me to take it and rise, I felt a chilling mix of fear and disbelief; his voice dripped with an unsettling sweetness as he asked, "Are you alright?" I scrambled backward, desperation coursing through me as my heart thudded like a war drum, tears streaming down my cheeks as the gruesome sight of the lifeless body, surrounded by a pool of blood, burned into my mind. Panic surged with each breath, and I realized I had to escape this nightmare; without daring to steal another glance at the killer, I clutched my bag tightly and made a frantic dash for the exit, each step fueled by sheer instinct, desperate to break free from the horror that had just unfolded.