Freaky Story Time Novels & Stories

She asks, reaching in and taking out the little girl's favourite bedtime storybooks. "No." she shook her head, "we been reading that ever since." The girl tells her and she has to agree they have and they'd done a three days Cinderella ritual before so she gets why her daughter is no longer intrigued by the story. "Raccontami una nuova storia. (Tell me a new story.)" She requests cutely in Italian.

It’s like a bird was singing. After a while everyone came and breakfast was serve. They served coffee for adults with sandwiches filled with ham. The coffee tasted immaculate and the sandwich tasted when heaven and earth collided. The soft bread with the tasty native ham was splendid. The breakfast was lively as always. My family telling stories on how our life was on Condaria. “Let me tell you the story when Freya learned how to bike by herself,” mom said taking a pause because of her laughing too much. “Her father taught her for a day how to ride a bike without the trainers and the next day she refused help. She kept in telling she is a Queen and does not need a king to help her. She was o

her answer him “So you are a fairy?” he asked her. “Have you not figured it out, all those years?” Dexter, look at Shayne, and smile at her, he is actually a fool, not to realized Shayne is a fairy. With all those extra ordinary things, she has shown to him, no ordinary man can do those things. After thirty minutes or more, the whole camp is still quiet, all of them rest inside their respective tents, they are weak, and starving. They can do nothing, but just to wait. Suddenly the miracle comes, the rain come in total stop, the sun shine.

Brianna’s little hands grasp ours like we're a family. “Alright, Bri,” I start, holding the book out in front of us. “What story are we reading tonight?” “The princess and the frog!” she declares, eyes sparkling. Kevin groans dramatically. “You always read that!” I smirk, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “How dare you complain about such a masterpiece?” As I read, I exaggerate voices, making Kevin act as a cute frog, Brianna squeals in delight, clutching her blanket tighter when I narrate the part where Tiana becomes a frog too.

When he spoke, his voice was like a growl. It was frightening. "They hurt you?" "No," Fyn shook his head. "They didn't get a chance. When I tried escaping, they started saying... bad things. Things I didn't like. I got angry. And when I did, unexplainable things started happening. It started to rain, thunder and lightning came from the sky, and a tornado even appeared. It didn't make any sense. I got scared, I ran back. Here. I realize the village wasn't safe, I realized the only place I truly felt safe was here."

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

Jai asked. Darrion narrowed his eyes at Jai and smirked. “Oooh~ That will be a good bedtime story, Jai. You’ll have to wait till tonight.” “Can’t you tell me while we wait? I bet it would take some time before dinner is served,” Jai suggested. He knew because the Mint wa still unavailable. “Hmm... Not that... But I know a good tale you might like! Let’s see... How about the tale of the water fairy that fell in love with a lonely human male who’s out of love?”

"On patrol. In the mountains east of here, the storms come down so fast you don't have time to find cover. You barely get any warning before you’re drenched." Cleo's brow furrowed. "Were you scared?" "No.” I paused. “You know what I did when the thunder came?" "What?" "I made up a story. To pass the time until it moved on." She shifted. "Can you tell one now?" Vera turned over, eyes narrowed a little as she rested her chin on her folded arms. “Of course.” I hummed, considering what would be appropriate for a four-year-old. "There was a wolf who lived on the edge of her pack's territory. She was young. Smaller than the others thought she should be, which was their mistake and not hers."

She looks disgusted that Walker had to eat some of Mia’s concoction which makes me laugh harder. She smiles, “Oh, that sounds... fun.” She chuckles, “And what story did the guys tell you?” She asks, my eyes go wide. “Mom, it was such a messed-up story. Kind of made me nervous being in a room full of werewolves. I’m seventeen and it freaked me out. Apparently, it’s a bedtime story for the young werewolves around here. Have you heard the story of the moon man?” I ask. I see her face turn sour but is replaced by a small smile. “Yes, I’ve heard it. Finish your food and go start on your homework.” She says and then walks up to her room. Okay? That was weird. Maybe she doesn’t like the moon man st

My own slippers were nowhere to be found. 'Isn't that just hilarious, Erick?' I mocked myself. I dropped my suitcase and turned to Yoel. "I'm still waiting for an answer. Where's your kid?" Yoel gulped, looking like he wanted to stand but Sheila held him down. He gestured dismissively at me, "Erick, don't sweat it! We were just kidding around, playing Truth or Dare!" The girl with the bubblegum-pink hair next to him chimed in, dramatically clutching her chest. "Totally, Erick. Don't get it twisted! We always spice up the game with some racy jokes. It's all in good fun!"