Kirby Scary Novels & Stories

We were all just standing there, thirty strangers in some dramatic-looking grand hall. Then came the crying. "Waaah... this place is so scary. I wanna go home." Scary? Could've fooled me. Thanks to my perception disorder, my brain airbrushes reality. The grosser something is, the prettier it looks. So to me? This place felt like a cozy Airbnb. Meanwhile, some cranky knight-looking dude threw punches at the shadows. "Quit hiding and fight me, coward!" While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident.

Swallowed by frustration and helplessness, he remained silent. "Lost your voice?" Kiran scoffed. "Since you don’t wish to speak, perhaps you’d prefer never to speak again." Kiran walked towards Cliff, his gaze cold as he reached for the silver needles, aiming for Cliff's mouth. Feeling like prey under a predator's gaze, Cliff hastily exclaimed, "I, I'm scared!" Boom! His admission shocked everyone present, shattering the illusions of many, especially the ordinary disciples who felt a desperate urge to cry out in despair – Kiran York was too terrifying.

I suggested and he froze, shocked at first. “Someone? Did anyone disrespect you? I can take care of the person, do you want me to fire the person? Should I make them disappear? If you tell me the person’s name, I’d get their family out of this pack. Who would dare to get on your nerves” Conner was panicking and I chuckled. “Why are you fretting?” I chuckled and he shook his head. “It’s never good news when you see someone, I’m sure that person must’ve done something terrible” Conner suggested.

"Mister Kirby, this city is quite safe. Under normal situations, there won't be any danger. Plus, I've been working overtime until quite late previously, and nothing ever happened to me." His voice was very relaxed and deep. "That's your problem if nothing happened to you when you worked overtime, but I don't want to bear any responsibility if anything happens to you because you came to find me." "Don't worry, Mister Kirby. It won't concern you if anything happens," Vicky stressed. He flicked his eyebrow high and looked at her with his long and almond-shaped eyes. "Miss Shaw, I'm not afraid to bear any responsibility. I just don't want to let anything happen."

I'm scared! "I-I don't think I can do it, Kirk!" I shrieked while covering my eyes. I'm not yet ready to see such fine, long sword! I'm scared to be stabbed by it! I heard him sighed. There were bounces in the bed, "Here, look. It's excited." He teased before removing my hands. His smiling face welcomed me. My eyes went down. "Kyaaaaaahh!! My eyes! Cakeu! It's angry! Waaah! I'm so scared!" I cried. My eyes! My eyes! I can't believe my eyes! Waaaahhh!!

Kyra started to sense that something was wrong when she saw that Lily was taking a strange route, it looked like a forest. "Uhm Lily, are you sure we're in the right—" GROWL! Kyra didn't complete her statement because just then, a terrifying wolf appeared and the two girls screamed in horror. "Quick, Lily! Drive out of here!" Kyra said but was so shocked when Lily did the unexpected. She opened the door and locked Kyra out then zoomed away, leaving Kyra with the wolf!

“… Happy birthday to youuuuuu.” Rebecca clasped happily before swiping her finger on the cake and licking the sugar off her hand. “Thank you.” She giggled. “Take a bite.” Kira urged, moving the cake extremely close to Rebecca. Rebecca shook her head. “I’m scared, what if you try to poison me.” She teased. Kira rolled her eyes. “I don’t have a death wish.” She said and they both laughed.

He brushed it lightly against the back of his own hand to demonstrate, then offered it to her. Kyra took it carefully, as if it might break, twirling it between her fingers. A small, shy smile curved her lips as she tested it on her arm, giggling softly, a light, melodic sound that escaped before she could stop it. "That tickles," she said, her eyes bright with curiosity. But then her gaze drifted to other items on the rack: a leather paddle with studded edges, a set of metal cuffs gleaming coldly. Her smile faded, replaced by a wide-eyed stare. She swallowed, stepping back a half-pace, her hands clasping together in front of her. Scared, definitely, her breath quickened, and she glanced at

Jumping out, you give a start, I feel it pump inside my heart, looks as if I need black art, Yikes!!! Your not afraid? you silly girl, let me give another whirl a bony hand, sweeps & swirls tattered sheets they creep & twirl You do your best to discourage guests I'm prepared for any scary test Yes I'm different from the rest, & by the way, you mustn't know that I am blessed I'm not leaving, you may have guessed Some pumpkins happy some are scary the children here, they shan't be wary I am not, no I am nary

I chuckle because I know if it comes down to it the other side of Tyler is fucking scary. Maybe scary is what we need.