Goodnight Scary Novels & Stories

Dave touched his hurting nose in disbelief, his eyes darkened with fury as he decided he’d retort rather than retreat. He threw a punch at Justin who not only dodged but also struck back. He staggered back, bruised beyond words, it was a terrible sight to see because a part of his eye was red already. Dave couldn’t just accept defeat and without a word, he let out a loud scream, it was enough to scare the beds away and in minutes, the clothes shredded to pieces as his arms and legs changed into limbs. He was on the ground in less than three minutes, a big black wolf with white spots was staring at Justin with his eyes blazing with anger. “Argh!” He screamed, baring his fangs as he dashed to

He asks. Good question. What do I want to watch? “How about something scary?” I ask. “Alright. I’ve got a good one. It’s called Dawn of the Dead. I haven’t watched it yet but Ryan told me all about it.” Once he puts the movie on, I move over to lay in lap. It felt so natural and Serenity purred in my chest. Toby absentmindedly stroked my hair. That didn’t last long as a girl took off towards her neighbor. I screamed and, somehow, landed completely in Toby’s arms with my arms wrapped around his neck. I shove my face into his chest and he laughs. I look back as the lady slams the door against her husband.

Reece whispers in my ear which makes me bounce in fear next to him. "Don't do that…" I snap at him. "Do what?" He asks innocently. "Scare me while I'm watching a horror movie.." I say to him. "Ssshhhh" Lexi, Tony and Aaron hiss at us in unison urging us to shut up. *********************************** It's 11:30pm now, almost midnight and I'm beyond nervous. Anytime now, it's going to happen. I'm going to get my wolf. I'm going to hear a voice in my head.

It is 3:00 AM, and the house is dead silent. Suddenly, Soren gasps, his eyes snapping open as his body violently jerks awake. He shoots up from the bed, his chest heaving rapidly, completely drenched in a cold sweat as he scans around his surroundings to realize he’s safe. The nightmare again; he’s been having them ever since Scar died. He tries not to make a big deal out of them, but it's like they get the worst each night. Soren wraps his arms around his body, burying his face in his knees to steady his breathing, knowing he won't be going back to sleep tonight. He gulps, feeling a parched throat.

No one except the man. The lights flickered. Static buzzed in the bulbs. Electricity crackled. The carriage was plunged into darkness, just a split second of impenetrable black that filled my mouth, my nose, my ears, like thick, dank water, choking me, drowning me. When the lights exploded back into life, I saw it. A sheen of silvery skin on the man's cheek, harsh white reflecting off scarred flesh. It was a brief flicker of a bad dream. A touch of a nightmare; there and then gone again so quickly that I had to blink away the haze, but I knew I'd seen it, I'd seen him .

He killed Yuki with his mental criticisms. Ellie seemed to see something from her peripheral vision, so she paused the video. Her eyes rounded, and she clutched her chest in surprise when she turned in his direction. “You scared me. I thought you were a ghost,” she said, catching her breath. After she recovered, she smiled at him. “Can’t sleep?” She cocked her head in his direction, waiting for his answer. He nodded. “Wanna watch a movie with me?” Ellie invited him and patted the empty chair beside her.

I said, feigning innocence. I glanced around after speaking. It was true. There wasn't a single living person in sight, but ghosts were everywhere. "This place is cursed!" Charlotte snapped. "I can't even stop. The moment I even think about it, it feels like needles are piercing my hands." Even as she spoke, her hands kept moving. Fear flickered across her face at the scene before her. The terror in her eyes was truly a rare sight to behold. "Is this your doing? Did you come up with all these tricks to scare me? You just want revenge for all the times I picked on you at school, don't you?"

Then all of a sudden, she unwound, and her entire body became completely slack. It took me a few seconds before I realized that she had lost consciousness. I had a moment of sheer terror during which I contemplated the possibility that she had passed away or been injured. But once her heart rate returned to normal, I realized that she had simply fallen into a deep sleep. I attempted to wake her up by shaking her, but she did not respond in any way. I felt queasy up until the point where I noticed that she was twitching once more. This time, she jolted awake with a start and found herself staring blankly at a wall in front of her. Concerned, I asked, "What could possibly be wrong?" "Are you o

"You stole it, where is it?", "I didn't steal anything you crazy bitch!",. A huge crash erupted just outside my bedroom door, shaking it from it's hinges right before I heard one of them scream at the top of their lungs. What a way to wake up, huh?! "Get off me! !"

The terror that had paralyzed me for days was… My phone went off with Natasha’s ringtone, and I scrambled to reach it across the expanse of my cluttered desk. Her name flashed across my screen, and I blew out a breath in a sort of relief. She hadn’t replied to my texts or called back since our fight. “Hi,” I said, frozen in anticipation. “Richard, it’s Jenna.” My brow scrunched in confusion before a spike of fear struck my chest. “What’s wrong?” “Nat fainted about an hour ago. She hit her head pretty hard. They just left to take her to the hospital.”