Mlp Scary Novels & Stories

Celine’s Pov There are different types of scary people in the world aside from criminals such as kidnappers, drug users, corrupt government and killers. If you look into it into G****e, these are the listed persons: The gossip, the temperamental, the victim. the self-absorbed, the manipulator, the dementor, the twisted, the judgemental and the arrogant person. But if I am allowed to add at least two types in the category, then I will say it's the mother-in law and the...

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This was the punishment. At some point, green smoke crept in without warning. The temp plummeted. I shivered, and he slipped off his cloak, wrapping it around me. "Don't be afraid," he murmured. Afraid? Not even close. My perception glitch had me kind of... hyped. "They're back!" Mia yelled. "Grandpa and Grandma are back!" The door creaked open. Two shriveled elders shuffled in. Chat Feed went wild: [It's them. The revenants. Nobody survives past this.]

“Mama that scary man looks like me, His he my papa?.” She didn’t deny it. “He scares me,” Mateo said. “But not the way bad men do.” Her chest ached. “That’s what scares me"

"Before you took me back, I grew up in this instance. The three bosses here are my family. So tell me—what's wrong with calling this my turf? And if someone orders me around in my own turf, shouldn't they get slapped?" Laughter immediately erupted around us. One veteran player even wiped tears from his eyes from laughing too hard. "Little Missy, did your dad hit you so hard you went stupid? You actually dare say the three bosses of Happy Home are your family?" Not a single person believed me. After all, the survival rate of this instance was terrifyingly low. The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tr

“Please grab Cooper we need to go, like right now.” Slowly Lyrica gets to her f*et and trudges over to Cooper; who is now sitting up looking a bit disorientated. I wave my hand at him calling him to come over to me, slowly he nods his head and climbs to his f*e, with Lyrica’s help he is able to walk over to me and stand beside me. I explain what the monster had said to me and he nods his head in understanding. Slowly we head out, I count the steps in my head 1,2,3,4,5,6... This continues for what f*els like hours. We stop for lunch at step 580. Quickly we eat some of the food Cooper had packed and continue on our way. Meanwhile my brain is suffering from all the thoughts that are coming to m

I turn and the air leaves my lungs. Laura. She shouldn’t be here. I’ve already dragged her into enough danger. Why didn’t she run? Why didn’t she save herself? “Let my friend go,” she demands, stepping inside with a bravery that makes my heart twist painfully. She doesn’t understand who she’s challenging. She doesn’t understand the monster standing only a few feet away. Malaki stands from his chair a slow, deliberate rise, as if he has all the time in the world to terrify us. He moves toward us with a calmness more frightening than rage, his shadow stretching long across the floor.

I have to go see Daffy get to class and do Poppy’s assignments. Sitting in the subway bus, I bit my hands trying to assure myself that everything will be fine, but nothing is going to be fine. His scream when I stabbed him keeps echoing in my mind. “I killed someone…. I just murdered a vampire!!”

My tears blended with my sweat as my figure of imagination brought out the worse of my parent's death. I pull my IVs out and walk into the bathroom and rinse my face off with cold water. I place my hands on the edge of the sink and cat HH my breath. I turn around to wipe my face but instead I see Malcom. "Fuck," I yelp. His random presence caused my heart rate to speed up again. "Do I scare you Nicolette?" He asks me. I let out a sarcastic chuckle and roll my eyes. "Please Malcom. I'm not scared of you. What was so scary is that you popped into this room without my knowing," I said.