Hooked Scary Story Novels & Stories

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

For my horror, Massimo slipped inside from the other side and my breath got hitched in the lungs. “Are you scared of me, mia cara?” He smirked sinisterly.

She just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. Travis Blake suddenly stopped, but he didn’t put her down. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly as he said, “Are you afraid of watching horror movies? What about ghost stories? Imagine countless hands reaching out from the cemetery graves in the middle of the night. They grab your feet, and behind the tombstones lie the ghosts of the dead.” Hailey looked at Travis Blake, horrified. With such a blank face, this man was talking to her about horror movies and ghost stories in a cemetery!

Tilting his chin with a sly grin, “Say please.” She arched an intimidating brow before flipping him off and we were drowning in our own laughter. Huddy sighed, shaking his head but not entirely surprised. “Dean, what do you want us to do?” Dean’s orbs practically light up, scooting to the edge of his seat. “Let’s tell scary stories.” Imogen snorted, “Out of all your ideas, that is the least problematic.” “I’m in.” Ari perked. A wide smile spreading across Lila’s face. “I’m so in.”

"Well, at least I'm pretty." "Yes, yes, you are." Jessie smiled at her. They entered the first part of the haunted house, where a large shape shifter jumped out at them. Then shifted to a half spider, half horse. After that, someone with a bloody chainsaw and a head in hand came running towards them. "I don't see how you are not scared." Kimmy clung to Jessie. "After all that I have been through, this is like child's play." Kimmy screamed as the lights went off and something grabbed her.

all of us went quiet and I am imagining a crow leaving a white dot poop between us. It's awkward. I fake a groan and act like I was really scared, rubbing my shoulders in so-called fear, " Yeah, it's scary, I can feel my goosebumps now." " Yeah, me too, it makes me hungry." I eyed Patty who talks about hunger in times like this. Krisha agreed with us and just nodded like she was ng that we are. Patty's next and her horror story was so scary, that I almost fart on my seat. Her horror story was when she woke up in their house, no food are left on the fridge and she wasn't eating for the whole day until her parents arrived home scary right? I wish Sheena is here, she makes sense of horror stori

She tried to retrot, but the cold laughter from Jimmy sent shiver to her spine and she felt like she have annoyed a beast. Oh my sharp stupid mouth! She screamed in her head as she move back but his hands suddenly grabbed her waist and he made her look into his eyes. "Should I tell you a scary story." He said softly but, it was so cold and she only want to get out of her, it was already scary staying her with his. "Remember the trunk driver from three years ago." His words made her eyes widens and a cold wash through her, she had not even think about the truck driver, a she had thought of was the lady with the ring.

Some would say to take that as a blessing and I like to think that I do. The Hook Man was the first and only supernatural case that I will ever take. I would much rather learn about the ghoulies and ghosts from books than from real life cos in all honesty, Drummond’s spirit scared the hell out of me. Dawn may have said I was a bad ass for stopping him but I didn’t feel like one. And it was blind luck that when he pulled me over it had brought me closer to his grave otherwise I doubt that I would’ve been able to torch his remains before he killed me.

It was carved into the shape of a smiling Bhramuth, and the warmth of her skin lingered on it. Now, without the pendant, Charlotte finally saw her colleagues, who had been there all along. "We have plenty of employees here. From now on, you'll be working with them," I told her. I clapped my hands happily as I watched terror spread across her face. "What is happening? What are these things?" Charlotte screamed. The workshop was crowded with ghosts. At that moment, they were all sizing her up. They looked disturbing—headless men, women with missing limbs, and even malformed infants. No one could witness such a sight and remain unshaken.

Metal dented under my back, the impact jarring my bones. “You’re dead,” Scar spat, aiming a hook at my face. I ducked, his fist grazing my cheek, and countered with an uppercut that sent him reeling. My wolf howled, savoring the violence, but I kept it caged. No claws. No teeth. Not here.