Goodnight Scary Novels & Stories

In a nice voice I reply “Just had the scariest nightmare of my life. Why are you awake at 2 in the morning?” If I had of called anyone else, they would have ripped my head off for calling at such an ungodly hour. “Oh, you poor baby, its okay it was just a nightmare.” She purrs. There’s a short pause before she says “Aaron is over and we are watching horror movies, my

I remember when I was in the sorcerer's house in the night almost get carried away by the ghost in the night of Tortuga, I remember when I and my friends where having a nice and enjoyable Halloween Night party with our costumes before the arrival of the Black cults. I remember my parents and started crying...I started weeping but... couldn't weep out as there is no one to be of my aid here instead I would even get into more danger my giving a sound to show that am downstairs to anyone close to where is am. I feel lost, tired, weak as I haven't eaten for three days and the last thing I ate was a fruit, Apple I guess. As I was down depressed, weeping and thinking about my life, I hear a sound

I said silently closing my eyes I kept thinking of my childhood days, Im always scared of dark place because I usually see an old woman when its dark, the woman is so scary. God!!, I have to get out of here before I die because I have started seeing her again. I thought in tears Suddenly, I felt a touch on my ears and I started hearing sound of music I looked up and noticed Scotts earpiece on my ear I stared at him and he just smiled He turned on his phone touch light and everywhere became bright. He moved his hands closer to my face and cleaned my tears. Why are you crying baby? He asked looking into my eyes Baby? He called me baby? OMG!, I thought smiling

Deciding to investigate the woods tomorrow, I hasten my steps towards the safety of my house. Notifying Travis and Lola of my safe return, I bid them goodnight, their words of love and well-wishes echoing in my mind. The room is shrouded in darkness as I lie in bed, the soft glow of the moon casting eerie shadows on the walls. The silence hangs heavy, broken only by the faint rustling of leaves outside my window. Goosebumps prickle my skin as a chill runs down my spine, an unsettling feeling creeping over me.

After drinking half a bottle of red wine, she went to bed. In the middle of the night, she felt as if something by the bed was staring at her intensely. “Evelyn, return my life… return my life…” Cindy used a voice changer, and in the pitch-black night, her voice was eerie to the extreme. The four little ones were hiding in the living room. Terry trembled, saying, “...So scary.” Mark held Terry’s hand to comfort him. “Don’t be afraid, Terry. I’m here. Let’s go set the trap.”

I wiped a single tear from my left eye and took two minutes to compose myself before returning to my work with a heavy heart. "Stop screaming, Karrie," Scarlet scolded, covering her ears. I ignored her and covered my eyes with my fingers, peering through my fingers. We're sitting in the living room, watching 'Lights Out' on the 75-inch Panasonic TV. Why in the world did I agree to watch this movie? When I saw the same figure of the dark lady slowly approaching the protagonist, I yelled at Scarlet, "Forward it, forward it!" “NO,” she warns me. “Now stop kicking me,” she says as she pushes away my leg, which had been nudging her ribs to advance the clip. I closed my eyes and held my breath. Bu

I said suggestively and he looked at me for a while then rolled his eyes. He put his phone down and I smiled, turning on a Horror movie. Halfway through, my heart was already racing in my chest and I looked over to find him staring at the screen with a blank face. A jump scare came and he didn't even seem fazed. "Landon, the point of a Scary Movie is to actually get scared." I told him, getting up once it was over. Rolling his eyes, he got up as well and went over to my closet, taking a fresh towel.

I take one and take a sniff of that sweet aroma that makes me think of him. "I exclusively make classic horror movies. The movie is Nightmare on Elm Street. Is that okay with you? A gummy asks around. I have a strange suspicion that the food we are eating is Edwarde-colored. "Excellent. " There is nothing except spooky dreams, knife fingers, and Freddy's messed-up visage for the next two hours. It's perfect for me and comes without any questions or small conversation.. The front door opens as the credits begin to roll, which causes me to get up from the couch. Be calm, Emily. You weren't doing improperly at all.

"Yes, I will. Goodnight." "Goodnight." He ended the call, finally. I threw my phone away just enough for it to fall still on the bed. I lay down like a lifeless human, staring at the wall feeling how my chest dumbbell in nervousness. I closed my eyes, letting the silence succumb to my energy until I felt sleepy. I was about to fall asleep until my body flinched when the telephone rang. I looked at the side table where it was located. Who'd call using the telephone in the middle of the night? I chuckled when I remembered my favourite horror movie. I kinda hesitated to answer the call but the hand had its own life to grab the phone and put it on my ears.

Gavin and I had been married for almost a year, but he always treated me rudely. I looked at the door, still closed as before. Maybe tonight Gavin would come home late as usual. The water on my face turned sad at the thought of the fact that tonight would pass in vain. Okay, I'm okay. Everything will be fine. Even tonight will probably be the same as the previous night; you don't have to be sad. I tried to strengthen myself. Fifteen minutes passed; I turned off the light and decided to sleep on the bed after the room lights were turned off. The 7X9 room was completely dark, apart from a little light source from the window vent.