Miss Mary Mack Horror Novels & Stories

I stared at my phone wondering when Shawn will call, he asked me if he could be my date today and I accepted immediately but now no one was here. It kind of made me remember the last time something like this happened. It was in the beginning of junior year; Liam was having a party too and Shawn asked me to be his date, I waited for a long time but no one came. I got into my car and my driver at that moment dropped me off. I walked inside only to find the familiar boy holding Kiri in his hands and announcing that they………. The sound of the bell cut me off. I stood up from the couch and walked to the door since I was the only one at home. Maria has today as her day off and mum traveled for a re

She probably saw my confusion and shrugged. “I'm Maggie, an actress on Broadway. They snatched me when I was having a smoke out by the theatre. Was still in costume, so just went with being the old hag. And I'm glad I did, considering rape and torture of the younger ladies seems to be the only thing those bastards can think of.” Maggie shook her head sadly. “Have you seen my friend? And why can't we shift? Any idea where we are?” There were just so many questions in my mind.

She screamed and ran out shouting, "fire is burning me" People in the office became alerted wondering what was happening. Those that have understanding knew and felt it was about time the lady is dealt with. It was a pure victory in the office. Demola was happy. We deduced from her words, she was no Monica. She is Mabel. Just then, Louisa the model that was sacked came in to see Demola. She was allowed to come in. When she came in, she was full of apologies for misbehavior. " Do you know that lady is not Monica but Mabel? I found out that Monica was long dead and she is the only one left. That lady is heavily possessed and she is in the occult.

Did Karlo just personally request him to come here and tip him? “Did I just hear it right?” I heard Ritchelle whisper to Shiela and Mariel behind me. “Mrs. Rodriguez?” “Maybe it’s her mommy or daddy?” Shiela probed. So they didn’t believe me that my parents are dead already? Do they think that if my parents were alive, I would joke that they should be dead?! “The staff must have mistaken her for Missus,” Mariel guessed. I giggled secretly before answering the staff, “No need. We will go ourselves. Thank you,” I said and dismissed the young guy.

"Her first few days here gave me goosebumps. I had this bad feeling about her right away. She’s… eerie. I even had nightmares about her." Frank’s jaw tightened, his dark eyes locking onto her like a predator sizing up its prey. "Is that all?" he asked, his voice dangerously low. Mrs. Hayden’s confidence wavered under his glare. She swallowed hard and shook her head. "No, no, of course not. She watches murder news. Just the other day, she was watching something about a woman named Mrs. Madison. Creepy, isn’t it? She doesn’t seem like the sweet woman she pretends to be."

The mafia's maid The Gregory's we're home one evening as normal when a call came to their home line, Linda got up to take the call when an unfamiliar masculine voice, came with a little sinister laughter, and then he cleared his throat before talking. "Hi, Mr. Gregory." At the same time, Gregory half rose from his chair, his face contorted with rage, and hissed, "Leave her alone!" He infused the word with so much force that even his wife look taken aback.

Holding Emma who faced her with fearful eyes, she gave a soft smile. "I'll be back". She inforned and she nodded then walked past Cesare and his men. Cesare gave a final look at the door of the kitchen then Emma before stepping out too. "We can't talk any where around here or someone may see us". She said glancing around in fear. It's not everyday one Sees the most dreadful Mafia lord in the whole of Italy infront of the bakery with an eighteen year old girl. The whole neighbourhood would be in cauois.

Please be careful of Marissa. Paxton (about 2 hours later): Wilder get away from Marissa!! She is not who she says she is. She’s a witch, a very old dangerous witch!!! Flashes of what happened at her Luna ceremony play in my mind, the rejection…the rejection? That is what caused me to pass out the pain. Why if she was using magic would there have been pain? I decide to go up to my apartment in search of Marissa hoping for answers. A pain begins to radiate through me as I leave my office. My weakened state makes the pain feel so intense I am barely on my feet when I reach my apartment. I stumble in the door and am surprised to find the apartment dark. As I near my room the door is slightly aj

"I told you never to contact her again, Maria. Why can't you follow a simple instruction?" The joy drained out of Maria’s face instantly. She shrank back, her hands dropping from my shoulders. "I... I just wanted to know she was alive, Macy. She's our friend." "Is she?" Macy stepped forward, her heels echoing on the hardwood. "Because from where I'm standing, she’s the future Mrs. Graves. She’s the woman who climbed into a golden carriage and forgot the people she left in the mud." Macy didn't wait for a response. She turned on her heel and disappeared back into her bedroom, the door slamming shut with a force that made the framed photos on the wall rattle.

Maggie asked headed for the door. She opened it and was shocked to see two old women in an ancient apparel. "Sharon we got some grand mummies here." Maggie said. One of the women snapped her finger and a force threw Maggie away causing her to crash on the table scattering it to pieces. "What do i have with you women?" Maggie said staggering to her feet. The other woman clinched her fist and Maggie couldn't breath as she felt an invisible hand choking her. She Dropped to her knees coughing out blood.