Mike Wazowski Scaring Novels & Stories

*** She laughs at me. ***”Just remind me to not stand to close, that sh*t was scary.”*** Wyatt barks out. “I wonder if Mike was able to detect that with his blood tests?” ***”Probably not. Midge is a phenomenon even science can’t explain. I’m surprised Doc Sylvia’s head hasn’t exploded yet!”*** ***”Shut up, I’m not that weird. You make me sound like a freak.”*** ***”Boss, even I think you are scary.”***

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

Eiden said. @kurt_455 [Hurry up and get in!] @tiana.smith [Boring!] "Okay, here we go. Don't forget to tap-tap the screen and send the gifts, guys!" Sean said while turning on his flashlight. They entered a yard full of weeds. The audience started to break the 5k views in a short time. On the other hand, Luna was feeling increasingly claustrophobic. The energy in that place was very strong for her. Of the six of them, she was the only one who had the ability to sense "their" existence. But she didn't want to go back to the car either.

Its fur bristled with an air of dominance, and its feral yellow eyes bore into our souls, evoking primal terror. Even as the alpha of my pack, I could not deny the overwhelming fear that washed over me in the presence of this terrifying werewolf. The sheer size and power it commanded were enough to unsettle anyone, and I found myself torn between shifting into my own wolf form to defend my friends or seeking an alternative plan of action. In that pivotal moment, the room was a cacophony of screams, growls, and desperate pleas. The looming threat of Basilik and Hydra, coupled with the unforeseen transformation of Mr. James, created an atmosphere of dread and uncertainty.

Ghosts were simply things that people made up to scare others, that was all… "Ah!" Zoe suddenly yelled out loud. She touched something…warm. Could it be a mouse or a cockroach… At that moment, she felt like she was on the verge of dying. She suddenly heard a crash, as if something had fallen on the ground… What could be large enough to make such a loud sound? Zoe screamed her head off. She was so scared that she almost lost her mind!

He added, "I've told you that wasting food is strictly prohibited in our factory. If you don't want to end up like her, you'd better eat up." I watched them coldly as they trembled, slowly lifting the covers off their plates. Almost immediately, their horrified screams filled the air. On their plates were arms, thighs, and fingers. There were enough body parts to form a whole person. Only then did I realize they weren't as scary as I had thought. It turned out that even those stronger than me could still feel fear. Right then, I spoke up, trying to sound braver than I felt. "Each part tastes different. If you're curious, you can swap pieces and try each other's."

His wolf has completely taken over. But I also know Mike is there and he can hear me. “You are beautiful, “ I whisper and take a careful step towards him. He is the most stunning creature I have ever seen. I hesitate as I continue walking towards him. I outstretch a shaky hand and touch his thick, dark fur. My heart is hammering and I can't even explain why I am so nervous. “I won’t bite you. “ I hear Mike’s voice directly in my mind and I instantly take a step back, pulling my hand away.

So I reasoned. “Ahhh!!! Get out of here! Get off!” I let out a loud scream. Creatures that has eight legs, I leapt to my feet, attempting to brush off the crawling monsters, as I noticed the moose turning around to attack me once more. I grabbed a large branch and began swinging it over my head to scare the moose away, almost forgetting about the spiders.

As I knew things could only head downhill from here, I stood up and made my way in their direction. "If you think you can scare me, Micheal, the you have another thing coming. I won't apologise to your slut, you can—" "My woman is not a slut!" I knew the move was coming, when Mike yelled in an octave that shook the house to its foundation, that was why I was able to grab his hand when it came up, and barrelled down, its destination being his sister's cheek. He looked the scariest when he yanked his hand from both of mine and whirled around to look at me. I staggered backwards in fear as he began to walk towards me.