Novel & Cerita Pale Lady Scary Story

So I was staring weirdly at them for their strange outfit but I had no idea why they all were staring at me. Could they tell I was a werewolf? I looked away from their undressing stares towards what looked like a statue with water flowing from it. It poured right down into the pool beneath it, yet it didn't overflow. This sculpture had me held beyond fascination. I had no idea someone was approaching me till a lady suddenly appeared in front of me. “Excuse me-” I took a step back but she only succeeded better in pushing me into the tent. “Hi, I'm Hilda. I'm sorry if that was rude-”

I was about to leave when I saw a frame, huddled in the corner, her small body shaking with fear and cold from the storm. I rushed over to the frame, crouching down beside her. "Are you okay?" I asked, my voice filled with concern. The lady nodded, her teeth chattering. "I'm just cold," she said, her voice barely above a whisper with pale skin. She wasn't the halfling I was looking for, but the lady who spilled the coffee on my shirt. With a chuckle, I carried her in my arms so she could enter the pack house. But when I carried her, I noticed her breathing was light and her lips became pale like she had been poisoned.

Piece by piece she took all of her clothing and now, was shamelessly standing naked in front of the big bad wolf. Her mother kept on pleading and nagging but Amelia did what she was told to... when she was all naked, her mother was being fully untied and was sent out of the room. Weeping and crying, she covered her breasts with her small hands and the man, smirking devilishly walked forward to her. "So beautiful..." he exclaimed caressing the chest of hers, reaching her hands down to her breast. "Be a good girl and I'll give you less pain..." he said and she glanced in his evil-looking eyes as she managed to speak, "I thought you were scared of darkness."

As soon as she was done speaking, the maid walked back into the living room with the two glasses of water, and the roar of a motorcycle engine made Julia Hamilton's head turn towards another door. Her eyes were widened with terror.

He packed them up, and made his way towards the refrigerator aisles hoping to find water. On his way there he heard something, he froze and Listened. Then he was sure. It was heavy breathing. The Pales were frightening, the biggest stood eight feet tall and were a formidable entity. They had claws to tear their prey apart like a lioness tearing into a meal. A Pale’s arms hung very long and their legs were lengthy as well.

The older female said, somewhat angry. The eerie laugh of this strange red-haired lady echoed in the forest, she suddenly stopped laughing. “You dog! Disturbed my sleep!!” She yelled, the older lady had to close her eyes immediately, she opened her eyes and looked into the eyes of the young lady, she frown, she had seen the strange lady’s eyes flash red or were she seeing things? The older female looked around, she knew she wasn’t within the werewolf’s boundaries, she returned her gaze to the strange lady for a while there was silence.

Hallie suddenly became enraged and she began screaming at Queen Lacy into the darkness. "I can smell you, bitch! Show yourself! I'm not afraid of you!" She yelled into the dark. "Show yourself you nasty bitch!" Hallie screamed again into the nothingness of the night. She suddenly felt her whole body stiffen up and turn to ice. The smell was also becoming more putrid by the second. Hallie knew that the Sprite queen was breathing down her neck right then and she wanted to reach around and grab her by the throat, but when she reached for Queen Lacey, the sprite queen quickly dissipated and she was gone.

But unfortunately, several pairs of hands held his four legs, and someone even climbed on top of his body and then wrapped a pair of big arms around his hairy neck. Malia screamed hysterically. A big tall man with pale skin and fangs sticking out caught her, even managed to grab jer tiny body using only one hand. Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps and clapping of hands. Archie and Malia swept their gazes around —looking for the source of the sound in the midst of all the resistance they were mustering up to. "Hale? Are you tired of living?" scolds Irina. The pale white-skinned girl appeared from one of the large banyan trees. Under the half-covered full moonlight, the two girls excha

Her mother whispered and at once, she vanished along with her daughter. Lilia scanned around as she wondered where they went. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder, the touch was cold and it sent shivers down her spine. With fear, she glanced back and before her stood the strange lady she saw nights ago outside her room. The lady's face was so blurry that what Lilia could see was her eyes. The gaze of the strange lady moved to the baby and back at Lilia, her eyes were trying to pass a message that she herself could not understand.

Blindly, she groped her way through the blackness, her hand accidentally brushing against a cold, lifeless form. With a flick of her wrist, Laura illuminated the chamber, bathing it in a harsh glow. Kathy, blinded by the sudden light, squeezed her eyes shut, her vision slowly adjusting to the brightness. When she opened them again, she was faced with the horrifying visage of a decomposing corpse. The realization of Laura's earlier words hit her like a ton of bricks, and she broke down into hysterics.