Gumball Scary Novels & Stories

I asked Shane. “I want something sweet on my tongue, just not gummy bears,” Shane said over the sound of the wind. “Gross dude,” Gabe said as he cringed. “And what about me? What if I want gummies?” Gabe whined. I didn’t bother trying to hold back my laugh. I opened the bag and pulled out the first fear I could grab. I reached over and Gabe leaned forward with his mouth open. I threw it in his mouth and he chewed happily.

With a grateful grin, Malea asked me what movie options were available. "We could watch something scary or something else you'd like to watch. I have it all." Malea contemplated this for a while. "Okay fine. Let's watch the movie that'll most likely give me a heart attack. You only live once, right?" "Scary is what we'll watch then." I motioned for one of the maids to run the movie and it began with a chilling darkness. After it began, the maid, Gerta scurried away. She always told me about how much she abhorred scary movies. It's funny when I see other people's perspectives on things I love.

I am glad he isn't making fun of me. “I thought you said you weren't scared, little wife?” He asks. "I..I.." I stutter. The truth is that I am scared of ghosts and most especially, clowns. “That was a lie," I say truthfully, feeling really disappointed in myself. "I just wanted to impress you, I'm sorry.” I hear him sigh and feel embarrassed. Just as I am about to say something, a red-eyed, evil clown pops out from a box, scaring the hell out of me! They don't look robotic, they look really real! They are slowly approaching us, baring their sharp, elongated fangs at us.

No problem and said we all have our fears like for one Beverly still for the clowns. Shut up Trevor. Beverly said thanks guys period come on let us go and we do not want to miss the game. The three teenagers then walked towards the stadium ready to enjoy themselves, but little did they know, of shadowy figure was watching over them in from the background. Go ahead think that you are safe now the mysterious voice said have all the fun you want because the city will be ours. The strange voice he smirked in a background before disappearing. Trevor ran to the doctor’s side as he kneeled in pain from absorbing Cedric. Will Keith and pulled out a yellow glowing sphere that that contain Cedric’s re

I sighed, rolling my eyes with my arms crossed over my chest. “Don’t be like that. We are on an adventure. It’s so mysterious, it feels like Halloween already,” Linda clapped her hands. “Yeah, don’t be scared…or if you are--just come to me for a hug,” Thomas teased, and I lifted my hands in the air, shaking my head. After getting a coin and sliding it down the metal box, we heard it joining its twins at the bottom, followed by the familiar spooky voice. “Beware! Those who enter will never be the same again…if they are able to come back”

Alexander gushes in excitement. "Okay I will come." Rushes Amara. She wanted to get out of the devil's abode some way or the other. Nothing he speaks next goes inside Amara's head. "Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me?

Vastria grabbed the poster, “It’s coming here tonight? The carnival of ‘Fright Night’?” The carnival of 'Fright Night' the two girls was excited over was a well-known carnival in the goth community. It was of course a vampire themed carnival. The image or mascot of this carnival was a bear. This bear was an angry/grumpy looking bear giving off an evil grin of two-toned various colors. The difference with this bear was that it had fangs and claws to match the theme of the carnival. The two girls had waited a long time for the carnival hoping it would come to town. The carnival would visit various places once, then go on to the next. It was a one-night carnival. They could not pass it up.

After a moment, Jorvan took out an infernal bill from his pocket. However, the money was covered in sticky blood. When it touched my skin, I went and got a rag to wipe it off. In the next second, I froze in place and dared not move. Oh no. In such horror games, only players could see blood. They could also see the actual undead nature of the ghouls. Jorvan’s lips curled into a wicked smile, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth as he stared at me. “Who are you? Where did the original owner of this food stall go?”

It wormed its way into the spaces between my ribs, cloying and too sweet, every wrong note scraping along my nerves. Above us, the pale sky rippled. Words burned into existence in jagged, flickering letters, hanging over the boardwalk like a broken neon marquee: \[ESCAPE THE CARNIVAL BEFORE THE TIDE RISES.\] Beneath it, in smaller, pulsing scripts: \[BEWARE: THE DEAD WANT TO PLAY.\] “Well, that’s not ominous at all,” Jax muttered, stepping up beside me. The boards creaked uneasily under his added weight. “Do we get a prize if we make it out? Giant stuffed eldritch horror? Goldfish that’s secretly a mimic?”