Fear Street Billy Barker Novels & Stories

"Yeah, but wipe that look off your face. I'm not going to Martial City!" Felix felt disappointed at failing to convince Billy to join him. After all, having someone as mysterious and capable as Billy in Martial City would have been a huge advantage. As Felix finished his drink, he froze, his hand still holding the glass. His scalp tingled as he noticed the paper dolls in the shop starting to sway as if they were alive. "Fatso, is this place haunted?" Felix asked nervously. Billy frowned, gestured with his right hand, and then pressed two fingers against Felix's forehead. "It is haunted, alright, but it's not my shop—it's you!"

My knuckles went white. “I don’t owe you an explanation,” I said. “No,” Billy agreed. “But Lena does.” That sentence echoed in my head. “She doesn’t owe you anything,” I snapped. Billy was quiet for a moment. “Then I’ll stop,” he said finally. “If that’s truly what she wants.” I closed my eyes briefly. “It is,” I said. “Is it?” Billy asked gently. “Or is it what you want?” I felt something crack then. Not anger. Something closer to fear.

Bill didn’t even spare her a glance and just continued on walking. “You are scaring me. Why are you taking me here? Are you a vampire? Are you gonna suck my blood and leave me dead here? Gosh. Or are you going to bury me alive here?” Her body was frightened of her thoughts. She was with a stranger, in the dark, at the cemetery, Whoaah! It’s a complete setting for a horror movie. “Yes. I will bury you here if you don’t stop talking. Will you please shut up? You are exploding my ears.” Bill was obviously running out of patience.

He knew that taking down Bosco would be a piece of cake from here on out. "Don't worry, Elder. I'm going to get you out of here." Darryl spoke slowly, gently placing Edgar down against a pillar. Then, he turned around and stared at Bosco coldly. Bosco could not help but gulp as he sensed Darryl's gaze, fear filling his chest. 'F*ck! What a terrifying stare.' Amidst his fear, Bosco called out, "Help, help! Darryl Darby's here. Take him down now."

Lana thought Z must be a very outstanding person, and it was her honor to be friends with someone like that. Just as she imagined being friends with Z, she caught sight of someone familiar from the surveillance footage. "What's he doing here?" she said. Billy looked over and asked, "Who?" Before Lana could answer, she saw Liam look into the surveillance camera, and right at her. She shivered at the "eye contact" and quickly switched off the screen. "Jeez, he's so scary!" she said. She gave Billy a fright, and he said, "What's up, boss? Was it a ghost?"

She felt a wave of fear wash over her as she approached them. “Who is it?" she asked in fear. The men remained silent, their faces expressionless. One of them shifted his weight slightly, but neither of them spoke. “Please," Betty said, her voice shaking. "Tell me who it is." The men exchanged a glance, but neither of them responded. Betty felt a sense of frustration and fear growing inside her. Why wouldn't they tell her anything?. Just as she was about to be dragged away, she caught a glimpse of the decapitated body. Her eyes widened in horror, and she let out a scream. She was frozen in terror, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Alexander gushes in excitement. "Okay I will come." Rushes Amara. She wanted to get out of the devil's abode some way or the other. Nothing he speaks next goes inside Amara's head. "Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me?

I shout out, almost crying. Nothing. We sit there and wait to see movement, but nothing happens. I look at her clock and it’s 11:32 p.m. Deciding that it is now or never, I ask one final question. “Billy, are you watching over me?” The pointer starts to move again. This time it moves to no, then I watch as it spells out something. She says in a very soft scared voice, “It spells, you are dead.” She looks at me with fear in her eyes.

"When I was a kid, my friends and I used to dare each other to ring the bell. We all thought it was haunted, but none of us ever got the guts to actually make it to the door." "Oh yeah? Why's that?" "I dunno, weird stuff always seemed to happen around here. I know this will sound stupid, you know, kids and all, but one time my friend Billy actually made it to the door. He was going to hit the bell when we heard this woman scream bloody murder at him, so we bolted. I think it was a rabbit under the porch or something, I hear they can scream like people." "No, it's a ghost. She's a screamer. Does that shit all the time."

Panic rolled down my shoulders and spine when she dipped her head low and snarled at Billy. I could sense Billy’s fear as he stepped back from Martha’s limp body and came to stand with me. Despite his fear of Emily's wolf, Billy surprised me by standing by my side, as if ready to shield me from any harm, which caught me off guard. He was ready to sacrifice his life for me. As I glanced sideways, I could see Joe beginning to stir a bit more. He opened his eyes and glanced at me and Billy. He must have opened his mind link with Billy because he narrowed his eyes and closed them, faking his unconsciousness.