Mr Hands Scary Novels & Stories

Ryan thought she seemed strange and was about to ask: "Serena, do you know—" The she-wolf suddenly looked up and pulled a silver knife from her bag. Rose's scarred face was twisted with rage and madness. "Serena, watch out!" Ryan lunged forward just as Rose raised the blade. In that split second, another figure burst from the shadows. Marcus arrived just in time to witness this scene, his eyes wide with horror as he saw Rose's knife aimed at my heart.

If only I had been more careful. --- "Wha-what the hell?! What is that on your hand? Did you? Did you kill her?!" says a man in fear. He holds on to a rake as if his life depends on it. He is so ready to stab me with it if I make a wrong move. I look at my dangerous hands soaking in blood and some moss I got from clawing a tree. The tips of my sharp nails make a rustling sound when I try to remove the dirt. I realize how monstrous I must look like in his eyes.

I shivered in fear while staring into his eyes. I stepped back as he stepped into the room and locked the door. I felt the ground shaking beneath my feet as he locked the door. I was not sure what he was thinking. But I was already traumatised by everything that happened to me in that hell hole. I started shaking in fear as I kept stepping backwards. I wanted to scream for help but nothing came out of my mouth. I couldn't even make a single noise so someone would come and help me. My back hit the bed and I was about to fall when Master Ryan caught me. "Just so you know, I don't drink human's blood." He whispered softly in my ear, making my stomach tingle from inside.

I just shook my head, wondering how he could find this so entertaining, and tried to focus on something else until the movie was finally over. The horror movie seemed to go on forever, and I was starting to feel like it was never going to end. I was so tense and scared that I barely noticed when I started to grip Marcus's hand tightly, like it was my only hope of survival. I was so focused on the movie that I didn't even realize what I was doing until I felt Marcus's hand gently prying my fingers loose. "It's okay, it's just a movie," he whispered, trying to reassure me. I looked up at him, feeling embarrassed and foolish, and quickly let go of his hand. I couldn't believe that I had been so

He’s sweating, and his body is shaking, looking like he's about to start convulsing. “I’ll tell you, goddess have mercy, I’ll tell you everything.” Ryder sighs. “Yes, you will.” He grabs the man’s hand and starts to cut off his fingers. “I’ll tell you! Please!” he screams desperately as he struggles, so I step in and hold him still, watching his face as Ryder chops one finger off. “He’s going to puke,” I observe calmly. “Nah, faint,” Garrett counters. “Both,” Scofield interjects, and we all watch as Ryder starts on the next finger, unbothered, carefully and coolly.

He was tall, about 6'1, and he had such cold, lifeless eyes, that looking at him felt so scary. “This is Marcus. He’ll be your escort from here,” Ryan said, avoiding my gaze. "Escort?" "Why aren't you coming along?" I asked, but Ryan ignored me, turning to Marcus. “Boss warnings, Make sure she doesn’t try anything stupid.” Marcus nodded silently, grabbing my arm in a vice-like grip. I flinched, hurt by his firm grip, but he didn’t loosen his hold. “Ryan!” I yelled, struggling against Marcus as he dragged me “You can’t let this happen, Ryan....please do something.”

I feel so satisfied just by the thought of it. Lauren agreed, "You're right. I don't want her to be happy either. I'm furious to see how well that family treats her." "Do you really have the videos?" A gloomy voice could suddenly be heard from behind before a tall, muscular man appeared in front of them. The sunlight shone on that man. He appeared extremely gloomy. The centipede-like scar on his face was very frightening. Harvey and Lauren were so terrified that they took a few steps back. "Wh-What do you want?"

Megan said. "As far as I'm concerned, things like these are never capable to scare me off," Damon uttered, sounding hoarse. "Besides, I expected something more than these and dangerous too. This is unlike the haunted place I've visited." As if waiting on Damon's order and speech, a pale hand that look like it has no blood inside of it and stained with dripping blood grabbed Megan's arm as it dragged her. Megan screamed her lungs out as she unconsciously let go of Damon's hand and within a blink of an eye, metal clanked and the sound of a door shutting was heard.

He had anger in his eyes while he stared at my hand. I am not afraid of anyone so why should I be afraid of him. He then looked at me with anger. "How dare you hold my hand??," He questioned me with a cold voice. "Do you know what you did Mr," I said in a strict tone. The guy seemed scary and I was scared of him too but I couldn't show him that I was a bit scared of him. "Before I answer your question, will you take your hand away from mine???It 's disgusting for an ordinary person like you to hold my hand.

Patricia caught a glimpse of Manda's reaching hands from a billboard on the wall. Her gaze sharpened, and she swiftly moved aside, evading her clutches. Manda didn't expect her to dodge, and her body lost balance, falling forward. Her instinctive reflex was to find something to support herself, and just as she was about to touch Patricia's arm, Patricia smirked and deliberately moved her arm away. "Ah..." A scream echoed, and Manda tumbled down the stairs, writhing in pain on the ground, wailing incessantly. Patricia patted the area that had almost been touched by Manda, preparing to go down and check on her condition, when suddenly Debbie rushed out from behind. Followed by Martin and Randy