Mlp Scary Novels & Stories

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

My worry came to an abrupt end when Malachi pointed at me, laughing loudly to the point of tears, "You should see your face. I never knew The Great Xavier could be scared. You look so horrible when you're scared." "I wasn't scared. I'm not afraid of death" I lied but technically, it wasn't a lie. I wasn't scared of death, I was scared of leaving Temmy alone. "Yeah, I believe you." He smiled, "Do not worry, I didn't poison you. You're not on my kill list, at least not until you do something stupid," This man was playing with me and that was something I didn't tolerate. I rushed towards him but before I could get to him, a sharp pain struck inside my head, so much so that I had to wedge my hea

I bit my lower lip so hard I could taste the faint, metallic tang of blood. “If he knows,” I murmured, my voice trembling with a dark realization, “then he’s not just bracing for a skirmish. He’s preparing for an all-out war. If this 'Puppet Master' is a ghost from that extinction, then whatever attack is coming won't just be a show of force, it’ll be a massacre. He’s been hiding the scale of the threat from me to keep me quiet.” Not a moment after the words left my lips, my phone screamed to life in my hand. I gasped, nearly dropping it as the name ‘MALCOLM’ flashed across the screen in bold, haunting letters.

“I just hope nothing will make me doubt his devotion to us again.” Very soon, we all sat in Malcolm’s living room, watching a horror movie together. Malcolm and Melinda are seated in a couch and are tightly clinging to each other, while Sienna and I held ourselves tightly on another couch. Melinda had suggested we turn off the lights and shut the blinds to make the room dark and give it a horrifying vibe, just like they do in movies. I had readily accepted, thinking that it was no big deal, but right now, I'm regretting it, as I’ve been screaming nonstop for over thirty minutes.

She broke down; consumed by the exact same cold feeling that came over her when she saw it. "What did its face look like Molly?" "Like a monster. I was standing there and I was staring at a monster. I have never seen anything more scary in my entire life. Its eyes, the way it was looking at me, it was so angry, it just wanted to hurt me. And when I tried to run away and it grabbed me, I got so scared I died even before it killed me. I got so scared," Molly said and burst into tears and Det. Brighton got up from the other end of the table and went to sit down next to her; holding her close in comfort.

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

She was literally shaking as she said that statement and noticing her fear, Elias quickly shook his head in the negative. “I don't. Don't be scared. I'm in my building and nothing is going to happen here so there's no need to carry a gun with me, okay?” “I've watched a similar movie like this and that's why I'm scared.” “What movie?” “In the movie, the ML is a bad person. I don't know how to put this but he's almost like you just like you who carries a gun wherever he goes and he enjoys killing people and then he met the FL and do you know what he did to her after a year?” rummaging her brain to collect the memories of the movie she had watched some months back before coming to stay with her

Terrifying" which was released in 1982. Well, it sounds weird. Let's play it!" Hayle was about to put the cassette into the player and brought it closer to the microphone on the podium. "Wait!" Tony walked quickly over to Hayle. "Where did you get this?" Hayle gave Tony a strange look, "From Corrine. Why?" "May I see it?" asked Tony. "Sure." Hayle handed the tape to Tony. Tony looked at the tape carefully. He sensed something was wrong. "You'd better not play it." "Why?" asked Hayle.

When the music grew eerie, setting the scene for a jump scare, Alice buried her face in Adam’s chest. “This dude ain’t even scary,” Adam laughed at her. Alice, trusting him, took a brave look at the screen. “Agh,” she let out a screech of horror at the giant, pasty-faced monster. Burying her face back into Adam’s chest she cried, “He’s scary. He’s really scary.” “I could take him,” Adam scoffed. “He’s noncorporeal,” Alice pointed out. “So punching his face in might not be the best plan.”

“But he is scary, right?” Taylor clarified. “Yeah, he can be a little bossy too - definitely scary,” Charlie repeated. “Scary. Scary isn’t good, Charlie,” Taylor described. “Can you imagine liking someone scary? It’s like adopting a pet cobra and hoping it cuddles you at night.” "That’s like crushing on a serial killer and thinking, ‘Oh, he’s just passionate about it’ -” “Stop! He is not a serial killer. He is just really serious, strict, and a bit scary!” Charlie objected.