Hooked Stories Scary Novels & Stories

“Who … sent … you?!” “I … I don’t know what his name was …” “A man?” I demanded, pushing his head back over the rail, bending him so far back that he would drop quickly into the water if I released him. “Who?” “I don’t know!” “Well, then, I have no reason to keep you alive,” I said calmly with a shrug. The sun was setting and when I looked around, no one was near, but I was sure that the flaming tiki hut would soon draw attention. In the water, sharks swarmed below, smelling the blood, and I couldn’t resist. I tore off the monster’s hand as he screamed and blood gushed from the opening and I held it over the water, letting the droplets fall, sending the sharks into a frenzy. Even though shar

Suddenly a mischievous idea came to mind,I grinned taking out the fake robot chrockroaches I made, how about a little prank. I tiptoed to Stacey's room opening the door gently I peeped in to see if she was awake. After making sure she was asleep, I stepped into the room, i gently walked closer to her bed,, lifted her shirt and dropped the chrockroach on her back then left the room. I did the same to Erick and Jace before turning on the robots with the little remote in my hand The chrockroaches began crawling all over their bodies while they woke with a start, they started screaming trying to get the fake bugs of their bodies while I rolled in laughter

In last year's Saturday before Halloween, Jake lied he had a cold and ended having to put up with his annoying brother at home. It's not that he was scared or anything(except from the dark). Hell, he was a big fan of horror stories and movies like Friday the 13th, The Shining, The Amityville Horror and his personal favorite, It. It was just that trying to bring to life such stuff seemed like a very stupid idea to him. 'Fuck Halloween,' he found himself muttering and turned to switch off his phone when he noticed something. Just below Matt's text dialog box, another dialog seemed to have popped up and Jake thought he saw the words, we'll see about that before disappearing and immediately afte

============================== After a few hours. Clark and Van are currently talking to their neighborhood friends who are also at the birthday party when they suddenly heard a commotion outside Clark's house. Clark, Van and all of the guests went outside to check what was going on. And much to their surprise, they saw the same creepy man at the Waldorf Reunion party. He was grabbing Bianca's arm, as he is dragging him towards his car. "Hey, what are you doing? Let her go!" Van shouted. He almost forgot how to breath because he is dead worried about Bianca. The creepy man might try to hurt her, and he won't be able to bear it.

"Is it so scary?" Hana asked Henry curiously. Henry's panicked expression was accusing him, his face pale, his eyes unbelievably panicked. Hana stood still, waiting for Henry to settle down, and asked, "Is that store scary?" Henry said fearfully, "It's a store for the abandoned. Those who entered it became criminals of the entire Quansi continent. Hana, the fact that we came in here will spread all over the place," "No one knows we got in here," Hana reassured Henry.

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!

🌱🌱SCOTT🌱🌱 "Ahhhhhhhhhhh" I yelled as I open the knot of the door, luckily Mom and Dad weren't at home, I clutch my head in pains as I headed towards my room, few hours earlier, I felt a banging pain in my head and had to leave Liam behind, a voice kept speaking to me, I felt something or someone trying to take over my body, I felt my brains twisting against itself and I yelled in pain

I slide in beside her like a shadow, handing her a glass before draping an arm around her waist and smiling at the intruder. “Sorry,” I say to the eager host. “She’s with me.” He walks off barely hiding his disappointment. Alana stiffens under my touch, but she plays along. Her hand brushes against mine as if by accident. She doesn’t move it. “Why did you do that?” She murmurs under her breath, still smiling in case anyone was watching. I lean into the crook of her neck. “We haven't gotten our stories straight. We can't be talking to anyone right now.”

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

The moment the door clicked shut behind us, she shoved me against a stack of boxes and ripped my dress completely off, leaving me in just my heels. “On your back. Legs spread wide,” she commanded. I obeyed instantly, lying back on a wide padded bench, spreading my thighs like a total slut. My shaved, soaked pussy was on full display, swollen and dripping. Lena took off her jeans completely, revealing the thick strap-on harness. Then she pulled something from her pocket — a long silk scarf. “Hands above your head,” she said. I raised my arms and she tied my wrists tightly together, then secured them to a metal bar above the bench. I was completely helpless now, tied up and naked for my best f