Hooked Scary Stories Novels & Stories

"Honey, our ship doesn't leave for another three days. "However, we still have one last ace up our sleeve, the most valuable insurance policy. "Honey, you've got one more act to play – a staged suicide by jumping off a building." When I remained silent, they both took me by the arms and led me to the hospital's rooftop. Chester would not stop yammering about how safe it was to leap from the 60-meter-high building. He boasted about the safety net he rigged up below, assuring me that a blindfolded count to twelve would see me land without a scratch.

* * * The Hunter Remembers “...And hanging from the car door was a bloody hook!” The teacher whose name Chloe had lost to the ravages of time stage shouted. Sadie, who sat rapt next to Chloe, twitched and grabbed the young girl's hand. All around them, boys and girls, dressed as monsters and super-heroes, began to titter and giggle, the tension from the story leaving their little bodies.

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

She argued solid and stretched open the wide gates of the haunted house. Bats flew in the sky making dangerous sounds. The complete premises was covered with dried leaves and cobwebs. The mansion looked old, colorless and out of life like a death invite. Amara gulped heavy. She is terrorized, is an understatement yet she was determined to save her boyfriend. As she was about to take her step forward again the same devilish figure appeared before her flying around her in air. This time he was angrier. "Didn't I warn you, do not go there. There is nobody residing inside." He told his same words used hitherto but this time with force.

The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tree branches with red silk, creating a forest of dangling bodies. The Scissorhands monster had skewered more than a dozen people together, stirring their organs with his blades until they dissolved into a pile of flesh. As for the warden, he locked each team inside separate rooms and released over a dozen ghosts among them, forcing them to betray one another in desperate attempts to survive. In the end, every single one of the players was torn to pieces. All the players knew was that the bosses' methods were monstrously cruel. What they didn't know was that tho

Lea replied, looking horrified. “What? No he would not say something as gruesome like that.” I said. Raven? Nope, he even fears the horror films about ghosts and crazy murders with a chainsaw, and he would say something like that? It would have terrified his brain. Lea raised her eyebrows at me, assessing if I was serious with what I had just said. “You are kidding me… Alpha Crowden? Alpha Crowden of Kingston Pack? Oh lady, I have heard stories about him already. Gruesome stories. His adventures, his kills, his missions, his battles, and blood, blood everywhere.”

asked one of them. “I have some back in the room. It’s for the sleepover.” replied the other. “I’m so excited!” “Me too! I can’t wait for the Bloody Mary! I will be the one to try it out first!” “Oh my gee! Are we going to read some creepypasta stories for the scary parts?” “Yes! And I heard Nympha will also tell us some true supernatural stories when she was still in the Philippines!”

I lied to Eric. I told him that I found out after breaking up with Dean, when I went through his things. In truth, I'd found out about the skeleton in his closet the second week into our relationship. Dean had a phone that he never let out of his sight. I could still remember that one time he couldn't find it anywhere. He'd become extremely agitated as he turned his office upside down, making me wait for him in the car. His phone was in the car, having been wedged in a gap. When I pulled it out, the screen had been filled with BDSM slang and talk about switching bedpartners among friends.

Inside the pitch-black room, Tiana screamed until her voice turned hoarse. Suddenly, she heard movement outside the door. Pressing her ear against the surface, she listened intently, it was her brothers' voices! “Brothers, save me! I am so scared!” She pounded on the door frantically, overwhelmed by the sheer joy of survival. The door swung open. Raymond stood there with his face completely grim. Donald and James trailed behind him, their eyes were bloodshot and their faces were twisted with rage, looking as if they wanted to tear her apart limb from limb.