Fear Street Alice Novels & Stories

At the end of the corridor, the shadows seemed to move unnaturally, coiling and shifting like living things. “What’s that?” she whispered to herself fearfully, staring at the shadows carefully. “Diva!” Derek’s voice cut through the oppressive silence, and she turned to see him striding toward her, his expression tense. “What are you doing out here?” “There was a crash. Something isn’t right, Derek. There’s something… in this house,” she said, her voice trembling. Derek’s gaze darkened, and for the first time, she saw something close to fear in his eyes. “Go back to your room,” he ordered. “Now.”

Forbidden Pleasures My Father’s Best Friend 17 Caught That night, the entire lake house was deceptively quiet and completely still. Alice lay awake in her large bed, her heart racing wildly against her ribs from a mix of intense fear and raw anticipation. She was wearing nothing but a very thin white tank top that barely covered her bare ass, and she hadn't bothered to put on any panties underneath the light fabric. She knew with absolute certainty that Victor would keep his dirty promise and come to her room tonight.

He didn't look at her. Alice stopped eating. She felt nervous. She didn't tell Dylan about the Witch and her meeting. If he knew anything was related to Lycan with her, he would not like it. Today she saw how Dylan reacted to Lycans. Then today what Theodore told her was clearly indicated to the same matter. She was scared. Her hands were getting cold. Suddenly she was feeling the same fear that she felt five months ago. "Yes, Alpha." Alice lowered her head and replied. "What did he say to you?" Dylan asked.

Alice said softly, but got no reply, which was a little odd. “Diana?” she called out the older woman’s name but still got no response. The woman was looking at her, but not at her. Alice got up slowly and when she tilted her head a little, she got the shock of her life… She was still seated with her eyes closed. What was happening? Was she dead? She raised her hand slowly to check for evidence that she was now a ghost but found now. She was getting scared now.

And why had I been chosen to attend this mysterious academy? My questions were soon answered as a woman in white approached me, her bright green eyes shining with an otherworldly glow. "Welcome to Madland, where your destiny awaits. Please, give me your name and allow me to show you the dorms.” “Ammm… my name is… Alice.” “Alice what?” “Alice Abbott.” “Alright. Follow me please.” I followed the woman, still feeling a bit uneasy about everything. She led me to the dorms and showed me to my room, which was cozy and decorated in shades of green and white. I was relieved to have a place to rest and collect my thoughts.

Or maybe they were scared again because I was a human, an alien in their eyes. "Huh?" The woman whose name is Alice said surprisingly. "Like that, like you've seen a ghost when you see me," I answered directly. The four's eyes widened because of what I said. Don't tell me they are also afraid of ghosts. Don't tell me, ghosts are also trendy here?! What the fuck!? Is it also here? I won't be swayed by that ghost. "A-ah no! Of course not. W-we were just amazed of seeing an actual human from earth." Alice stammered, obviously nervous.

I'd rather learn how to kill spiders without fainting just at the sight of them. Wait, I just told you my deepest secret. That’s it, my greatest fear is spider. I mean all spiders, but the giant ones are always like death to me. I am Alice Johnson, Crazy Alice to be precise. I don't give a fuck about anyone, I talk to people anyhow but if you want me dead, just bring out a spider. I’m not planning to tell anyone this though, I hate it when people see my weak point, eww.

“You need to warn the village council members about this.” Felix looked at Alice as if seeing her for the first time. He’d been in such a daze since he’d learned of his wife’s horrific demise that he’d only held onto the edge of reality. He’d talked to her when she approached him about something with a type of automated response. He never really noticed her. “Your face,” he said in a soft whisper that told of his surprise. “It’s… you’re… you’re lovely.” Alice blushed as a smile formed on her face, but she said nothing as she hurried off to warn the council members of the zombie threat.

He knows it was just a joke, but it’s weird to think about it. Alice went straight to her room and took a quick shower before changing into clean clothes. The scent of blood rarely bothers her anymore, but it especially irked her today. Maybe because it was from a person that she could never be. She can’t help but remember the fear in her eyes, Gardenia’s mother doesn’t fear her own death but fears that her daughter will be left alone in the world without anyone to care for her.

Fiona was afraid she was starting to become stressed and end up having unhealthy hallucinations. Fiona was, in fact, being terrorised by Alice herself, though she didn’t know it. While she was frightened by the appearance of Alice’s ghost, she phoned her subordinates and told them to investigate the appearance of the woman who looked like Alice at the scene of the old accident. "I don’t care how—find the CCTV footage or anything from the scene of Alice’s accident. I want a video or photo to confirm whether Alice was really there or if it’s just a ghost sent by someone to scare me," said Fiona as she phoned her men.