Miss Mary Mack Horror Novels & Stories

The Invisible Man. The librarian smiled. “Oh, yes,” she chuckled. “For Halloween, you know.” I thought of James West out for a stroll at midnight in the fog. “You wouldn’t happen to have anything in that index about an old TV show? Saturday Nightmares?” She pursed her lips slightly and walked out from behind the desk to a large wooden cabinet full of small drawers. She glanced at her watch, then pulled out one of the drawers and shuffled through the tiny cards inside, pausing once to pull out a card, then another a few seconds later.

The slap cracked across my face like a whip before I could finish speaking. Pain exploded across my cheek. My head snapped to the side, and I tasted blood where I'd bitten my tongue. I froze. Every muscle in my body locked down, screaming at me to retaliate, to show this woman exactly what happened when you put your hands on a princess of the Bloodmoon Kingdom. But I wasn't a princess anymore. I was a maid. And maids didn't fight back. "Watch where you're going," she snapped, "You just arrived and you're already being clumsy. Perhaps you'd like to lose your job on your first day?"

The girl knew how to tease. Mack came just before his cell began to ring. He groaned before reaching over to see who it was. The caller Id came up unknown. “Hello.” He asked answering. “Hello Mack.” A woman’s voice on the other end said. “Shaba, how did you get this number?” “A little birdie gave it to me. You may have known him as oh what was his name I believe it was something like Timmer, Banner, no, no, I remember it was Tanner.” She replied. “What did you do to him?” “He is still alive if that is what you mean.” “What do you want?” “I want to know what every mom with a teenage son wants. Who is that little succubus with my demon spawn?” she asked. “Someone, you will never get the privi

With a mixture of anticipation and apprehension, she answered the call. "Hey, Mack," she greeted, trying her best to sound composed. "Heather, did I disturb your sleep?" he asked in a weary voice that even made Heather worried. "What happened, Mack? Is everything okay with you?" she burst out before she could help herself. "Can you come pick me up? I'm at the Come and Go bar," Mack said and the call dropped. It was already late at night, but nevertheless, Heather went to the club. ••••

It had taken him long enough to find a girl he liked, but it turned out that she was a swindler? Maisie slowly walked in through the door and said, “What a great show. It truly blew me away.” When Madam Vanderbilt saw Maisie, her face turned pale in fear. Even Yorick and Hector were shocked as well. “M-Maisie? You’re still alive!?” Madam Vanderbilt asked, her voice shaking. Maisie sat down on the chair that Saydie had brought her. She dusted her dark green trench coat and replied, “You must be very disappointed that I'm not dead, right?”

"I just came here to attend to a family member. She got in an accident at midnight on the cursed road." "The cursed road?" Scarlett nodded. "But she will be fine." Mace thought for some minutes. Before a truck came to take the car away, he had done some searching. Actually, he had gone there to prove that Simon was behind the accident and he found something. He found a driver's license. When he opened it, he saw the picture and the name of the woman who was there. October O'Hara. Now that he thinks of it, she and Scarlett had a similar look. That looks quite alike. "Isn't your surname O'Hara?"

she cried, turning to Uncle Vin. “Mom, we don’t know who took her. Somehow, during the attack, a few rouges infiltrated the packhouse. They used some kind of mist to distract everyone before grabbing Mack.” Mason explained, which I was thankful for. “Vinny! We must get her back! We just have to!” she pleaded with Uncle Vin. “We will honey.” he pulled her flush against him as she trembled. “What do we know?” he turned his attention to Mason and me.

Harry held me as we watched the others worked; then without warning, Makayla shot up and looked at me directly and ran over to me, “Darkness,” Makayla said, “darkness will take over you and on the night of a dark moon, you will die.” I grabbed ahold of Harry as Allis and her sisters helped Makayla back to bed. I could feel my body shaking from terror. A moment later, Harry took me away back to my room, probably worried about me but now I was more worried about what Makayla had said. Harry tucked me into bed and went to leave but I grabbed his hand.

~Regards~ The flickering light from the TV screen added to the creepy sound of the doorbell. Marris got up and started to open the door. She was confident she could smash that person, even if he was a large man. If it's a ghost, it's up to you to improvise. Appearing before her eyes, there was no one. But keep your head down "Miss, is mama at home?" It turned out to be a dwarf princess wearing a Pikachu cosplay.

There was a whole wooden block surrounding me with zero peeping spaces. “... Yeah, my stomach hurts so bad.” She continued. Oh! So that was the foul smell. Rebecca’s upset stomach from tacos. “No, I will be okay.” Then it sounded like she had ended the phone call. The foul smell came creeping back in, and that time, I was so close to barfing behind the shelf. Suddenly, I heard chairs being pushed and then footsteps. “Maid!” she yelled as she left the office.