Kirby Scary Novels & Stories

They habour more and greater rage. Seems his rage with every passing second heightens. How in the world do I escape and get off his bondage?. Shivering, I slowly and gradually stare up his face. They're reddened and blaze more. Equally red as a human blood. I gasp then return my gaze to the floor. This really is bad. This is fucking bad. Am really, really, really done. No f**king two ways about it. How can one be highly cute but this scary?.

Kieran opened the box and brought out a silver scissors, then another small box. “W-what are you doing?” Larry stuttered, his eyes popping open. “Why? Are you suddenly afraid?” Kieran’s voice dripped with mockery as he took the scissors closer to Larry's leg. “Don't fucking do that!” He cursed, his voice quaking with fear. Kieran paid no heed to his words but only took the scissors closer to his legs. “Stop!” Larry yelled, “I will tell you all you need to know. Just get this bullet out of my stomach.” He begged but Kieran seems to be having none of that.

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.

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!!

“… 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

He’s obsessed with me… and that scares me half to death. “Then kill me. That’s the only way you can ever dream of coming close to her. l won’t let you hurt her again, Bhyron, so you might as well kill me right now.” Something terrifying flashes in Bhyron’s eyes. Something that has my stomach clenching in fear. It all happens in a flash. Before I can warn Zuri, Bhyron materializes in front of her like a demon straight out of hell. A scream of pure terror tears from my throat as he wraps a hand around her arm and yanks her forward. Zuri’s cry of surprise fills the room and within seconds, she goes flying through the air.

“Don’t blame me, Tyr Summers. Hahaha, it’s all because you forced my hand. “You were the one who chose to be a coward. With me digging up your mother’s grave, I don’t believe that you won’t show yourself. Hahahaha. “Dig. Hurry up and dig. Make sure to dig up Lydia Alroy’s skeletal remains for me. Hahahaha.” Summers Cemetery reverberated with Kirin’s crazed laughter. This man had completely lost his mind and all reason. Even the word ‘devil’ was not enough to describe how abominable he was. The grave robbers had been in the business for a long time, but they all felt a tingle in their skulls when they heard Kirin’s laughter.