Reading Scary Stories Novels & Stories

Kian's gaze finds me, and he extends his hand. "It's getting colder," he murmurs, a little cold in his tone. I stand and sit further from him, between Max and Doty, and they both smile at me. As the night went on, the guys told scary stories, which were really scary, like the horror films Mya makes me watch.

I’m sure everyone knows somethings going on between us but I’m starting not to care. “It’s time to tell ghost stories!!” Becca announces. Anybody got a good one? Everyone looks around but no one volunteers. “Oh shit! What about that night we watched the Gremlins.” Michael says I know exactly what he’s talking about. One of the scariest nights of our lives. “Oh man that was scary tell it Becca!” Christopher yells and everyone’s intrigued. “Rosalie tells it best she remembers the details better because she’s older.” Becca says

" Mirabel said in a rush before the phone hung up. A sad smile formed on Laura's lips. The cold was beginning to brush her skin and that was an added problem to her current predicament. She walked over to a spot under a nearby tree and sat down, leaning her back against it. Different scary thoughts came into her mind, like spiders, snakes, scorpions or worse ghosts, monsters! She had heard, read and watched about them but she didn't know if they were real. The thought made her shudder. She scolded herself for watching horror movies and promised herself not to try them again, ever! When the cold was beginning to get a bit chilly, another call came into her phone and she glanced at the screen,

“You should keep it low you don’t want people running out of here thinking I am here to do something bad to them.” “Silly…” The movie started soon and the exciting voices of the people filled the room. My hand moved and hugged his hand, I hid my face in his hand as I hugged his hand while my body winched at the terrifying scene that just appeared on the screen. I know our creatures are scary but I think this is scarier than ours, a ghost, I was never fond of it and it makes me so uncomfortable but it’s allowing me to be closer to Brake. “Maybe, we shouldn't watch this…” Brake’s voice was filled with worry, I shook my head.

Tilting his chin with a sly grin, “Say please.” She arched an intimidating brow before flipping him off and we were drowning in our own laughter. Huddy sighed, shaking his head but not entirely surprised. “Dean, what do you want us to do?” Dean’s orbs practically light up, scooting to the edge of his seat. “Let’s tell scary stories.” Imogen snorted, “Out of all your ideas, that is the least problematic.” “I’m in.” Ari perked. A wide smile spreading across Lila’s face. “I’m so in.”

“I thought you were a grim reaper! Do you wish me to die so badly that you’d come up with this idea… scaring me to death?!” ‘Argh! He’s scarier than when Zev glare at me. How can ugliness scare people like this? I remember him looking normal before, but with his face sticking to the glass…’ Layla refused to continue thinking anything about the guy, otherwise, she’d not be able to forget how he looked just now, and it might lead her to have nightmares. She’s already having trouble falling asleep. She’s homesick! And yet Lucian had the luxury to scare her out of her wits.

It wasn’t the side she knew of her. “Nope.” Layla was quick to deny. “Some random stories aren’t scary. But…” She paused to take a look at their faces making sure she had successfully grabbed their attention. “What if those stories are near you?” she asked, sending a shiver down to their back with her low, eerie voice.

He utter with a frightening face. "You should learn how to control your eating habits in terms of like this. Aurora added noticing how hungry he was that his stomach began to rumbling. "Who's ready for a scary folktales? Scarlett ask as everyone raise up their hands. "Okay... Okay... Okay! Not so fast, so here it goes. "I will be starting with the tales of a " four friends" once upon a time, there was this four friends who school in a boarding school. The first friend where so obsessed in finding out something he saw at the school earlier so he woke his four friends up as they follow him to the place. Out of curiosity, he touch the status which he was so obsessed and suspicious at because th

Nora concluded in a silk undertone. Impressed by her good storytelling skills, the kids applauded her as they glued their vote stickers on the voting pad. However, amongst the other kids, some people weren't impressed—Gina Adams and minions. "Oh, PUURLEES. . . This is the lamest scary story in the history of lame scary stories," Gina jeered loudly, her tone wielding the usual amount of obnoxity.

Walking with Angelo seemed normal to them. Last Sunday, we watched a horror movie inside their house. I was so scared of the killer clowns in the movies, but he wasn’t even flinching while watching. He said those fictional creatures weren’t scary at all. What he was scared of was how dangerous some of the wolf packs are.