Good Scary Novels & Stories

They habour more and greater rage. Seems his rage with every passing second heightens. How in the world do I escape and get off his bondage?. Shivering, I slowly and gradually stare up his face. They're reddened and blaze more. Equally red as a human blood. I gasp then return my gaze to the floor. This really is bad. This is fucking bad. Am really, really, really done. No f**king two ways about it. How can one be highly cute but this scary?.

"Okay, okay, easy. I’m just telling you about my favorite event of the day. Relax and keep yourself calm. I’m not sure if you’ll like what I’ll say next…" I think I know what he’ll say. The agency wants me to accept the offer because I’d clearly stated my disgust when it was offered. "Tic wanted you to accept the offer." Tic is short for Terror-In-Closet. The guy that I inadvertently caused a scandalous incident with. I think I’m still absent-minded that I didn’t straighten my facts.

He paused deliberately, his eyes flickering ever so subtly in my direction. The room fell deathly silent. Everyone waited, holding their breath for the final pronouncement. "Murder." The word hit like a thunderclap, echoing in the shocked silence. Chaos erupted once more, the noise from the reporters deafening, while online, the live stream chat exploded with comments: "Sabrina is dead!?" "No way! How is this possible?!" "Murder? What is he saying? That Arianna and Charles killed her?" "OMG, this is wild!"

his father said again as they walked back down the hall. “I know, Dad,” Scott said with a smirk. He knew both of them would have slept through the night on the sofa. “I’m more concerned about you letting him watch a scary movie.” “We fell asleep watching Tremors: After Shock. Well, that’s what I remember anyway.” “If my son has bad dreams, you’re going to get an ear full from me,” Scott said as they descended the stairs. “He’s not going to have bad dreams. The boy’s got nerves of steel.”

“Of course I’ve come across it. I’ve watched it three times!” “Do you know where I can find it?” “I’m telling you,” Sonny Boy said while bringing the onyx tray up to his chin. “It’s not nearly as good as the boys getting sliced live in Central Asia. They cook the little shits!” “What’s it called?” Sonny Boy lifted his head and let out an uproarious laugh. “It’s called Don’t Tickle Me!” Sonny Boy celebrated the hilarity of that with a second line. Dink went into a trance watching a ball of shooting stars travel around half the monitors in the room and then disappear into a white vapor that evaporated into nothingness.

She crumbled down to the floor, dead. Mariam screamed in horror and bent down to scoop Parvina in her arms, the tears flooded down her cheeks as she held Parvina's head close to her chest and she cried in pain. Saadiya fell to the floor on her knees, she looked at Parvina's face in shock and in horror, the tiny hole in the middle of her forehead pooled out blood. Her hands shook when she reached out to hold Parvina's hand. She didn't want to believe what just happened.

Dia asked with knitted eyebrows. "Oh, I do wish that you asked before booking tickets. Amy is scared of horror movies. She is so scared, the last time she watched a horror movie she got a fever the very next day and stayed sick for 2-3days" Ryan said laughing his head off "That's the whole point, getting scared while you are safe.. the adrenaline rush. Amy can you watch this one or if you want we can cancel." Harsh asks me. I so want to back out now. I don't want to watch it. I could ask Ryan or Dia to skip the movie, the mall looks good we could go shopping and there's also a gaming section we could have a nice time there. The rest can go watch the movie.

It suddenly occurred to her that she still had a long way to go when she remembered that she was going to become the personal stripper of the owner of this club, who appeared to be feared by all and looked dangerous. Though he was handsome, tall, and had broad shoulders, his looks were usually fierce and scary. "What's going to happen to me, what am I going to do? Who is going to save me from this mess?" She asked no one but herself. "Nobody, girl, just do as you are told and you will survive here." Her bunkmate said, stretching out her head to look at Jessica. Scream Jessica screamed out in fright, never having thought that anyone would be awake, not to mention getting an unexpected reply.

The wind continues to batter at the trees in the dark, the one lone branch scraping and clawing off the back of the truck. My mind fills with every single scary-movie monster I've ever seen since my first time when my cousin Letty let me watch Arachnophobia while my parents were out of town. My brain holds an encyclopedia of Big Bads that could be waiting for me in the dark. As time goes on, they begin to feel scarier than any criminal Spencer may encounter inside. Plus, he has a gun to shoot things with. The only protection I have out here are my own two hands, and they're much better at saving people than hurting them.

“Yes, it is. So, you want to watch some T.V. or play a video game?” “Whatever you want to do.” I say with a smile. Aaron pats the bed beside him. “Do you like scary movies?” “I love scary movies.” I tell him as I sit on the bed next to him. “Good. Me too.” Aaron turns on a scary movie, and we settle into a comfortable silence as the movie begins. Scary movies always seem to suck at the beginning. That never seems to last long and as much as I love scary movies, I am also a big scaredy cat. An unexpected jump scare makes me scream and I cover my eyes with my hands.