Mike Wazowski Scaring Novels & Stories

my heart thought, it was a heart of a mother but my demonic part wanted a fight. The situation worsened when my witch powers possessed me too. Every hair on my head stood upright and suddenly turned to arrows. "Arrows! H..ho.. how is this possible?" Now Mike was scared. It was visible on his face. "Scared? What happened. Why do you look scared all of a sudden?"I teased. I knew he was really scared of me but I just wanted him to confess. "Me, scared...of you? Impossible!"he said. "You said it's impossible. You can't get scared of me, then am going to show you how scary I can prove to be."I said tilting my head to right and then left.

His eyes caught a couple of long, deep scratches on the side of the blue mailbox too, and he narrowed his eyes suspiciously, running his fingers over the scratches. Only one animal could make marks like those on something that strong. A rabid dog. Or a rabid wolf. A sense of apprehension settled in Mike's chest and he shook his head. Scott didn't have anything to do with any wolf. This was just his mind playing tricks on him. He walked up to the front of the house and stepped on the porch, then stopped. More scratches on the hardwood door, glaring and ominous. Mike swallowed nervously, then tried the doorknob.

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?”

Michael protested, “The guy was just asking for it.” Flynn shook his head. “You were supposed to scare him off a bit, not send him to the doctor’s. “ “He’ll be okay, I didn’t inflict any permanent damage.“ Flynn clicked his tongue. “I have to say you’ve been adapting much faster here than I ever thought. Half of the guys here are already scared of you.“ “Must be the size. “ Flynn glanced back at him to see if Michael was following and said, “Yeah, it must be that. “

His witch roots are not awake. "Ahh..." Mike screamed like a witch. Everyone gasped with shock. Immediately, they moved away from Mike, creating a large circle around Mike. Everyone looked petrified. Cyrus didn't wait. He attacked Mike when he was weakened by the Mushroom bomb. He shifted into his wolf form and went straight for Mike's neck. With one swift snap, Mike was dropped dead, eyes wide open. Cyrus shifted back into his human form and quickly pulled on a pair of pants, which Baldwin threw at him.

"Kat, we shouldn't be doing this," Chris moaned, then lifted me off my toes with a giant thrust and his cock exploded inside me just as I came. If you scratch my back, will you scratch all my itches? Enjoy... ***** Dicks scare me. Big ones and little ones and all the ones in between, they all scare me. Red and yellow, black, and white, even polka dotted, scare me. Maybe the polka dotted ones would be a completely normal fear, but whatever.

I stopped because I suddenly heard Dave's voice. "What's that? Are you two fighting again?" "No, we're not fighting... we're just playing like this oh..." Trixie flipped my forehead again "...that's how we played." The witch was still smiling so I just went along with her nonsense. It's a pain to keep your mouth shut when you promise. It's good to choke! *** after we ate we watched the movie 'The Ring' I'm still scared of horror movies, it's really that girl's fault! He was the one who bought it when we were going to watch it!

Damien howls. Warrick is laughing with a bit more control than the others since he is driving. “Better put that food away before he brings his buddies with him,” he says. I immediately pack up the fruit and put it away. I do not want to be attacked by a bunch of spider monkeys with little sharp teeth. I shudder at the thought.

That's impossible though, werewolves don't catch any illnesses but still, there's at least a one percent chance that I'll catch an illness, and that one percent is enough for me to get scared about what's happening with my body right now. "Are you okay, mate? Are you vomiting again?" I immediately turned on the faucet when I heard Michael's voice outside the bathroom door. There was a steady knock on the door and Michael was asking me with an authoritative tone of voice to open the door. I rinsed my mouth and washed my face before I turned off the water in the faucet and then I proceed to open the door. "Are you okay, mate?" Michael asked me anxiously and I just nodded at him incessantly bec

Jessi's P.O.V. "Why are you screaming?" Wyatt asks, looking at me and the area behind the wall. "There was a huge spider running across the floor," I say, shaking to get the feeling of spiders crawling all over me to go away. I see Wyatt smirk, and I glare at him. "You're scared of spiders?" He asks as though it's the best thing he's heard in a long time.