Mike Wazowski Scaring Novels & Stories

Is this entertaining to them? I looked back at Mike but his attention wasn't on the teacher but at the front door, his expression changed, is he scared and afraid? What is he staring at? at the door, I looked keenly as I spot a shadow it's on the wall, it moved to where Mike sat, I checked my time 8:59 am, one minute to go and in an instant his legs snapped as Mike lets out an horror cry, I rushed to the scene, and the moving shadow stopped, as soon as I got there like it's looking at me as soon as his hand snapped and everybody started chanting his name, but it seems he is in a trance he wouldn't urge lr look away from the shadow while some student were calling 234.

He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more. And more. And more. After five or six platefuls, Little Werewolf started to fidget uncomfortably on the spot. He stopped eating pancakes for a moment, then grabbed another forkful. But before he could eat it, there came an almighty roar. A bottom burp louder than a rocket taking off, propelled Little Werewolf into the sky. “Aggghhhhhh!” cried Little Werewolf. “I’m scared of heigh…” Little Werewolf was never seen again.

Michael said in a way that made my heart skip a beat. I hadn’t done anything wrong, but before I could argue, Michael shifted his position and started nibbling at the back of my neck—the spot where werewolves marked each other. My instincts screamed danger, and I tried to turn away, but Michael held me firmly in place. His dominant aura surrounded me, and for the first time, I truly felt afraid.

His cold expression held no traces of fear as he glanced between his friends, from the couple among them to those who were always at each other's throats. “Signing an online form to consent to consensual-non-consensual sex with strangers isn't the wildest thing we’ve done together.” He scolded but Mike was so fear-stricken that he refused to be shut up. “Yeah, but not in a fucking haunted mansion—” “I said it’s not a fucking haunted mansion,” Gem interrupted him, kicking him in his shin. Mike groaned in pain and she quickly rushed to him, her hand wrapped around him. “Are you alright?”