Fear Street Alice Novels & Stories

She wasn't sniffing some imaginary, phantom scent. She was sniffing the actual, physical remnants of Dad—the blend of diesel oil and tobacco that still clung to those rags. After leaving the funeral home, I sat in my car, unable to turn the key. All ten of my fingers were shaking violently. I called Mom six times with no response. On the seventh try, she finally picked up. "Leon—" "Mom, I went to the funeral home. I saw them—the scraps of Dad's clothes. Alice goes there every month to swap them out. That's what's sewn inside the pillow. Tell me what's going on right now."

' Alice held her breath, but all she could hear was the thudding of her own heart. "Please say something. Hello?" Alice whimpered. She pictured Felix standing there in the blackness, wearing that same awful smile he always graced her with. Then, as fear poked its bony fingers into the back of her mind, she started to picture other things. Serial killers in masks. Monsters. Every protagonist of every horror film she'd ever watched. Was he doing this on purpose to torment her or was it simply the fear driving her mad? "Please... if you're there... just... please... please..."

Both of her eyes are hazel in colour which matches her light brown hair, she seems to be out of place, she looks mesmerising. “Mm, right.” A woman that appears to be in her mid-fifties shows up from the back of the kitchen with two glass of juice in her hands as she places them on the kitchen counter. As soon as she sees Damon, her eyes light up and her lips curve up into a small smile before landing onto me, “You must be starving. Damon told me you were resting,” I smile. “Hi, I’m Alice.” “Sam,” We shake hands, “Sit down, Alice.”

I leaned forward as I waited for her answer. “Yeah, it was so weird. Valerie came knocking on our door when you left and she said my presence was being requested at once. It was so weird because she didn’t even give me time to change, even though I was still in shorts and a t-shirt from cleaning all day,” Alice said and frowned as she remembered what happened next. “I was so nervous when I walked to the room. You know how I said I didn’t want to be in a room alone with any of the men,” she reminded me. I nodded. I felt awful as I imagined Alice walking down the hallway, scared and alone, while I was enjoying my time with Dante. I had no way of knowing, but that didn’t stop me from feeling li

She was so scared that she almost pissed in her pants. Alice's face was also pale because of how tightly Frost was holding her neck. "Did you remember all the things you did to me? Sooner or later, I will make you pay all of that. You and your bitch of a mother better wait obediently for it." Frost whispered to her ears. She then walked towards the door while still effortlessly holding Alice in her neck. She opened the door with her left hand, and then mercilessly threw Alice to the ground. She may or may not have used a little bit of force which made Alice lose her consciousness.

Alice seemed to enjoy this as she shook her tail happily. I became more and more invested in the scene before me that I forgot to remove the cigarette from my lips. But then I saw something that I would not forget for the rest of my life. “Ahhh!” I screamed as I fell onto the floor, the cigarette dropping next to me. I was so shocked that I couldn’t even move. Laura, who had always been calm, also screamed in shock. She stumbled backward but thankfully, the men following her helped support her. Alice’s pale white corpse was muddled with purplish blood. Her body, limbs, and head floated up to the surface of the water. Her green eyes were still opened, and she was staring at us, accusing us of

"They make songs about different horror movies. This one is nightmare on elm street." "Ah, right," Alice smiled, listening to the lyrics. "One, two, Freddy's coming for you." She wobbled slightly as she sat beside him, leaning over to look at the album cover art. "Oi," Caleb called to her. "Stop flirting with Ahmed." "I'm just talking," Alice argued. What did Caleb care anyway? He hated her. Ahmed shifted nervously, flashed Alice a pitying glance and coughed. "I've gotta go see Lisa."

The bright red seal has an oddly shaped letter on it that I can’t decipher. Cal watches as I tear the letter open, the photograph forgotten . As I pull out the thin paper inside, I decide to read it aloud for Cal to hear too. “Alpha Faye, you may not know me, but I know you, and I think you will be able to help me. You see, you’re an Alpha, and I’m one too...You’re a female, and so am I,” I read, pausing right after that to look at Cal.

Alice's worries could all come true, because she knew how scary Lisa was, her madness was no different from Henry's, they were both people with eccentric personalities and extremely great control over each other, Alice was afraid that if Lisa targeted Mia, her life in the future would become extremely difficult. Mia saw the worry on Alice's face, she understood that this matter was extremely serious, Alice had never been so worried about anyone. Even a strong man like Andy, she was not afraid, but the appearance of a gentle and small woman made her so worried, this meant that the other woman was not a gentle woman, perhaps she was Mia's future threat. Mia gently touched Alice's hand, she com

She was feeling safe in her fathers' embrace now. "It’s okay Minnie. It’s okay to be scared and afraid. But never shut yourself off okay. Promise"? Callum stretched his hand and she held it tightly followed by her Daddy. "So Chriss, huh". Stephen looked into her eyes wiping the tears and smiled as he saw his fierce, scary, angry queen bee all blushing in her Dad's chest. ********** Tabby