Pinkie Pie Scared Novels & Stories

I turned, startled, to see Pisckin standing there, eyes wide and breath coming in quick, uneven gasps. She was just a kid, barely fifteen, but she had been shadowing me for days, practically glued to my side like she’d been assigned to watch over me. At first, I found it irritating—having someone track my every move—but eventually, I realized it wasn’t her fault. She was just doing what she’d been told. But this time, Pisckin’s expression was different. There was pure terror in her wide eyes, and her face was pale, cheeks flushed from running. My heart rate spiked as she stumbled toward me, hands shaking, her small frame trembling as though she could barely stand.

I urged, doing my best to temper my impatience. "One of our scouts got caught in Silver Pack territory," he finally blurted, avoiding eye contact. It irked me. Sure, I've got a reputation for instilling fear in my pack, but seeing it manifest makes me uneasy. Shoving that thought aside, I shook my head—this was the last complication I needed right now. "Idiots!" I snapped. Brian flinched, his eyes widening with fear. Good. He should be fearful. Any disruptions could throw off my carefully laid plans. "Secure the perimeter. Keep me updated, and for the love of God, don't fuck this up," I ordered. He nodded quickly and scurried off like he'd just dodged a bullet. Exhaling deeply, I turned back

I screamed in fear and hug Zack. " I'm scared," I mumbled. " Hey, b*tch stop acting like you're afraid just to hug Zeke." I furrowed my eyebrows and look up to see Zeke looking at me with his blank mein. The f*ck! I quickly move away and compose myself. That was so embarrassing. " Guys, let's stop this." Patty said and I know she's afraid as well. " Yeah, let's stop this. I got lots of rashes here and it's so cold." Who wouldn't be so cold if you're just wearing a sleeveless almost seeing the strap of her bra plus, a short.

No whispers from the mirror—just its unsettling presence, still locked away in the old library like it’s biding its time. Theo crosses his arms, the powdered sugar falling from his sleeve like glittery dandruff. “You think he’s planning something?” “I think he always is,” I answer. “But we’ll be ready.” A beat of silence hangs in the room. Just long enough to feel hopeful. Just short enough not to trust it. Then Parker bursts through the door looking like he’s sprinted through a battlefield. His apron is half-burnt, and his expression is pure panic. “Trixie tried to dye the frosting with berries and now it’s bleeding down the cakes like demon blood. I need backup.”

I exclaimed, rushing in just enough time to catch her as the chair clattered to the ground. “Oh god!” Riko exclaimed, arms flinging around me, holding me in a vice grip. My heart was ready to jump out of my chest. She was shaking like a leaf in my arms. She was so scared. “Please never do that again, cupcake.” I sighed carefully, putting her down. With her safely on two feet, I reached and turned off the alarm. I sighed as the loud sound finally faded out, and I could even hear myself think.

"I would hate for this to go to waste, especially since it looks so good." She stared at the pie for another minute before deciding to have a little slice. She cut a piece and moved the rest into the cooler. She picked up a fork to enjoy when she heard someone enter the dining room. Instinctively, she froze when she recognized the scent of her mate. She quickly hid in the corner and cringed at how stupid she was. He won't be able to see her, but he might be able to sense her. Just relax, Jane. "You need to find that key, Rick," Lillian yelled.

Pearl was extremely irritated by that time and she was completely at her wits end. "And just why didn't Caine come with you? Didn't you tell him what I said?" Pearl grilled the already terrified girl. "He said that he will be by tomorrow, ma'am," Sadie replied. Pearl grew so angry so fast at her response that she lost all control over herself. She began to rant and pace. Her eyes became sky blue and started to glow. Sadie knew she was in trouble but she didn't have any idea of what to do so she slouched down against the wall and she slid to the floor, making herself as small as possible.

"I didn't listen to your phone conversations Sir, so I don't care about the excuses either. You're right-I'll just focus on my job. On Pink. That's all that matters." Before he could open his mouth to talk A scream came through the hall. A loud scream. High-pitched, terrified. Pink. We both ran. Darcy followed me at once. He opened the door then we rushed in. Pink sat upright in bed, sobbing, eyes wide with fear. "Mommy!" she cried. The word hit me like lightning. I went closer to her side and held her in my arms. "Hey, it's okay dear. I'm here. You're safe."

It’s been a week since Ava was discharged from the hospital. She always finds herself thinking about a particular memory that doesn’t add up. She was not a firm believer of the supernatural phenomenon but it’s the only angle she can look at. In order to convince herself that she’s not insane. While she was lost in her thoughts the room lit up with the light of a numeral candle. Sticking out on top of an eight inch blueberry cheesecake. “Happy birthday to you~” The couple sang as they walked closer to her. Dave was holding Caia while Claire held the cake.

Pidge gestured him to down and he looked at his little niece trying to drag the woman with her. "Why arent you moving?" she made a full force. Maddox had just cleared his throat when she paused and turned around just to see her uncle. Crystal grinned and left her hand. "I was only taking her to meet the rest of the family..." "Runaway, little child. Hold the sleeve of your mother. Blanca is here..." The little girl let out a low gasp and ran away. Knitting her eyebrows in confusion, Pidge asked, "Why is she afraid of her?"