Goosebumps An Old Story Novels & Stories

an eerie voice that strangely caused goosebumps to wash over my sweaty skin whispered into my ear. I wanted to spin around and crush whatever had their disgusting hand on me but I realized that that wasn’t possible. I couldn’t move from the spot and it felt like my body was freezing. I slowly realized that whatever had its grip on me wasn’t a mere creature. It had to be something more powerful than the ancient creatures of the East. Something that was able to tame my immortal powers.

"But next time, let's try to keep you out from under falling buildings, okay?" A ghost of a smile touched Gaia's lips, she had a bandage around her head too. Thank the Goddess she had been here. I looked around at the gathered children. "Who wants to hear a tale?" Hands shot up, faces brightened. Even Astrid, leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed, softened slightly. I gathered them close, the little one still in my lap playing with my fingers. Snacks were shared. From memory, I began an old pack tale—one my mother had sung to me, about a wolf who found her strength not in her claws or teeth, but in her heart.

I want—need—to do something else. I pause to stare at the carvings that seem to be telling a story I don't understand. Wolves, strange beasts, even what looks like…vampires. I place my finger on a vivid carving of a wolf. A great surge of electricity jolts down my spine. I let out a loud groan, taking cautious steps backwards. What in the world just happened? “Someone seems curious about the legend.”

“You look like someone who could use a good laugh.” I raise an eyebrow. “Do I?” “Yep. Lucky for you, I’m full of stories. Did I ever tell you about the time I outran a tornado in my old pickup truck?” I blink. “I don’t think so.” He launches into a tale so animated and absurd I can’t help but laugh. “...And there I was, wind howlin’, my dog howlin’, and me screamin’ at the top of my lungs like a banshee! But we made it, me and ol’ Duke.”

Jade says poking her head forward toward the front of the cab. John settles back ready to hear the old man's ghost story. Over the five years since they moved here he has heard bits and pieces of the story, but never the whole thing complete. He had always chalked up to nothing more than idle small town gossip. Mr. Garrett clears his throat and starts talking as the sleigh makes its way deeper into this part of the lonely dark woods.

' She said and walked off. My blood ran cold, and for a moment, I forgot to breathe. Goosebumps filled my arms as the story filled exactly like mine. The only difference is that I won't be caught. I will complete my revenge and I will- 'Don't make another step,' I heard at my back as I was startled in shock.

My small baby hairs on the skin came to attention as goosebumps erupted my skin . " you look so pretty in wedding dress ...you look like mine baby...how your stupid brother thought of marrying you off with someone else when you belonged to here ...to me " he chattered . His voice was softer and thicker with lust . He nudged his nose to my cheeks skin and my breath hitched as I felt tingling to the unwanted closeness .

“Umm, what story?” “About the Crescent Manor, 15 years ago” “Oh, that. Your little folklore. What about it?” “What would you say if I told you it was more than a story?” “What are you trying to say…” “I'm saying, that that kid wasn't attacked by an animal”

"How did I know? Of course, I was so close to you but I didn't feel any air coming from your notrils, that's why! Haha" This guy is amazing. He sure notices even small details. When all was quiet, my stomach suddenly growled. How embarrasing. "Ohh tummy, we are near the gasoline station. Just one more block. There's a bakery near there to grab rolls and coffee." He said while touching my tummy. I felt some weird sensation with his touch. Again, we are not werewolves but still there is that sort of magical spark that they talk of when a mate touches you.

It still doesn't count as enough price for tricking me into coming over but let's say he paid off the interest I lock the door to my room and slump into bed "Finally I get to be alone after a six hour drive" I throw my backpack on the floor, and remove my sneakers, I lay in bed for a while then I get this feeling. The feeling of my skin crawling , I look to my arm and I see goosebumps.