Hooked Stories Scary Novels & Stories

Just remember, if you don’t want things to go bump in the night, don’t tell anyone else about them. Even now the shadows in my room play havoc with my subconscious, so I turn the light on and sleep with one eye open. Also, when my computer starts to go on the fritz just as I write a particularly spooky part of a story, I chuck it up to chance and swallow a little harder before checking to make sure that I have only one shadow. It’s amazing that I still get so scared as an adult. You sure would have thought that for someone who makes a living scaring people, I would know better, right?

I wanted to cut off his tongue and feed it to dogs. She was so shocked and felt ashamed. Though she didn't have to feel ashamed of those lies but still looked as if she wanted to get away from everyone's piercing eyes. I wanted to hide her from everyone. My feisty warrior looked shattered today and I hated it. That is the reason she doesn't trust men.

A young couple were packed in a remote spot when the music on the radio was interrupted by a news bulletin. A madman had escaped from the nearby asylum. He could be identified by the hook he had in place of his right hand. The girl wanted to be taken home immediately... When they arrived at her house, the boy went over to open the car door for her...and hanging from the handle was a BLOODY HOOK! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

"The attic suite is suicide! The thing in there isn't just a ghost, it's—" "It's what?" She bit her lip, her voice a terrified whisper. “It’s the Shadow Lord. An ancient entity that devours light and souls. They say he rips your soul straight from your body, leaving your mind to scream in the endless dark until he finally swallows you whole.” I pulled my arm away. “Sounds cool.” “Cool?!” Marcus leaned over the third-floor railing. “Little girl, do you have any idea what happened to the last player who tried that? He didn’t even make it through the first night. The next morning, all they found was a human-shaped bloodstain on the floor!”

One head was half-destroyed, brain matter leaking out. The moment it locked onto me, eyes glowing that eerie, hungry green. It let out a snarl and lunged. I didn't flinch. Not because of the OP loot my family gave me—this time, I came armed with something better. Right before its jaws hit my throat, I whipped out my secret weapon: A mega-sized chicken drumstick. "Go! Drumstick!" I chucked it. The hellhound stopped mid-lunge, instantly shifting back to its true form—three drooling dogs barreling after the meat.

Maybe we can figure out a way for you to keep going without the risk. I smiled a little despite everything, my body still buzzing from panic and leftover horniness. A knock sounded at the front door almost immediately after. It was the delivery guy. I signed for the plain brown box quickly, trying not to look too eager and carried it straight up to my room, locking the door behind me.

Her eyes look at them questioning, I can see Jackson never used these with her, but I plan to, not today, but I plan to. “Mmmm, now this would be amazing, these hooks inside you, chains pulling you up, the hooks pulling and causing pain.” Her eyes watching me, clearly not understanding. “Well, let’s see where they go shall we to give you a little idea of how you would be suspended in the air” I slowly push the end of the hook into her sex, she moans slightly, the metal hooking inside her and around the front of her public bone. My hand passes Jackson the other one, my eyes watching her as he pushes it into her arse, again it hooks inside, curling up and around her back. My finger grabs the h