Nature Scares Me Novels & Stories

My stomach dropped, cold dread seeping into my bones. "Oh, shit. No..." I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. The smoke was coming from the direction of our pack. The scent of burning woods... And flesh made my stomach hurl. What the hell is happening up there?! The motorcycle's engine roared as I sped up, the wind cutting against my cheeks. The closer I get, the sharper my senses became. I could hear it no: faint, muffled screams echoing in the distance. My blood ran cold, fear wrapping its icy fingers around my throat.

A sickening feeling churned in the pit of my stomach, a foreboding sense that something dreadful was about to unfold. In the darkness, my senses heightened, every nerve on edge. And then, in that chilling moment, I saw it—the dim outline of a face, its features obscured by shadows, eyes devoid of warmth, piercing through the gloom and locking onto mine. A primal instinct screamed within me, urging me to flee, to escape the clutches of this horrifying apparition.

They entered the house one by one through the window. It was pitch black inside. They turned on their flashlights and lighted up the living room which was full of dust and old things. The atmosphere of the house was very spooky, and only their steps broke the silence inside. Luna felt increasingly pressured and she began to feel something unexplained. "I feel like there are a lot of eyes watching us," she said quietly. Max just laughed, "Stop being so dreamy, Luna. Are you pretending to be a Nancy Drew?" Luna snorted in annoyance at Max.

My heart could not bear the sight of it and I was frightened. I suddenly remembered my dreams the moment I saw it. This scene always appeared in my dreams many times more than I can count. I suddenly realize that the scent that I was following came from this place. I look up and my eyes met with pure red blood eyes staring back at me. It gazed at me with a dark, almost menacing gaze. I was so scared and without a second thought, I ran as fast as I can. I forced myself not to look back. I did not want to look back!

I am seriously confused. Am I lost? I look around and see no one. I hear a howl and quickly turn back in fear. I am afraid of being eaten by wolves or worse a lion. I try to shake scary thoughts away and convince myself that I am only dreaming. Unfortunately, no matter how many times I wish it was a dream it was never the case. Instead of a wild animal, I see a very naked human walking toward me. Oh Lord, why am I imagining naked men now. I shake my head trying to clear my head. I rub my eyes with my hand and focus again.

Renna Just before I can go back to sleep, my heart still pounding from the revelation, I hear a deafening scream. It pierces through the night, filled with fear, not the sound I would expect Sage to make, having witnessed them together on more than one occasion. I hastily check my tent, peering outside to ensure the coast is clear before sprinting towards the treeline where the screams originate. The coldness of dread courses through my veins, my mind racing to comprehend what could be happening, but I cannot simply abandon someone in distress.

Sane didn’t want to hold onto anyone, especially Seleen because he was afraid that he’d startle her again, but as the beating of his heart was already becoming unbearable, he grabbed Haniel’s arm instead. He heard the girl grin for she knew how scared he’d become when it came to situations like that. Luckily, she didn’t tease him a few minutes ago when he said that he was afraid of ghosts or else he’d feel even more ashamed, especially in front of Seleen. He wasn’t just a fan of scary things. He could even count with his fingers the scary movies that he had seen throughout his life, and it wasn’t even more than ten.

Lately i have this feeling that I’m being watched. It started a few days ago and that nagging feeling hasn’t left. I’m also having strange nightmares of being surrounded by wolves. The one that i keep having the most, scares me. The moon was shining in a beautiful bright blue colour, providing the only source of light in the dark mystical forest, the trees were like towers and the forest was eerily quiet. I was lying down on soft sand near a river bank, wearing only a thin white dress, the sides of the dress were torn in a strange pattern. I was fast asleep but later woken up by a blood-curdling howl. It was so scary and bone-chilling, I stood up extremely fast and took in my surroundings.

The sight sends a cold surge of fear through me. “We’re under attack!”

It's a classic and I'd say Scott's taste for good books is amazing. Living without him has been hell. My parents became worried, mom even suggested that I should see a shrink, but until today, I haven't given in. I keep having nightmares every single time I go to sleep and every time, I always see myself and Scott in the truck as we fall down into thick darkness and get engulfed in it and then I hear a loud bang and I wake up screaming at the top of my lungs, beads of sweat all over my forehead and my night gown drenched in sweat. It hasn't been easy for me. Lilly says that I'm still traumatized by what happened.