Riddles Scary Novels & Stories

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They have promised that dreams can come true, but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too. -Oscar Wilde. |I R I S| The basement room where they locked me in is scary. The walls here are painted with the blood of people who died at the hands of this monster. The air around me is suffocating and it is hard to stay calm when you can hear the piercing scream of another person from a few rooms away. I wonder how he is getting treated and how old he is. I wonder what he did to be here.

Manik didn’t have the interest but Rudra dragged him too. The haunted house looked like a strange cave. It was really scary inside. The haunted things were hanging around and it was almost dark inside. The sound of laughing and crying made the atmosphere more terrifying. Suddenly something wearing a white cloth appeared in front of them scaring the shit out of the girls. Nandini almost trembled in fear.

B expression as though he said something he shouldn't have crossed his face briefly but faded almost immediately, "what's the title? I bet I can sit through the whole movie without a jumpscare." "It's The conjuring, and you are definitely going to get scared, the internet says it's scary." Her lips were thinned into a straight line and her brows furrowed from the determination that they were going to get really scared." "Maybe you're right. Let's make a deal, whoever gets jumpscares first has to wear a pig onesie." "A pig? Seriously?" Why was she laughing hard at a random thing he said? "Yes, bring it on!" Steamy breath exhaled through the mouth and a fake act of lifting weights, Harry empha

"I don't see anything" "You are not supposed to till you step into it. It's like a barrier, once you cross, there's no way back. It's either you are stuck there forever or get tormented by a ghost" she shivered at the moment of meeting a real ghost, she had only read about them and she could not say she fancied the idea of meeting one in real life. The fairy went over to the she-wolf's side, clenching unto her arm like glue. "I am scared of ghosts" Skylar rolled her eyes. "Of course you are"

I blink my eyes replacing the dream to see a nightmare unfolding before me. A huge monster is holding Lyrica by the throat and Cooper has been knocked out by something, or something like that. Lyrica’s face is filled with horror, her eyes wide and glassy, her hands holding on to the monsters trying to make it release her, but I know there is no use. Quickly I grab my bow and put the arrow on the string, slowly I pull it back hoping to avoid the monsters attention. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Stops me in my tracks.

“He doesn’t care about money. Or even winning. He just likes watching.” The room goes silent. A cold prickle runs down my spine. Around me, the others exchange glances, their postures shifting. No one speaks, but I can feel the unease settling like a thick fog. I try to keep my body loose and relaxed as I walk over to Scarlett, crouching beside her and gently tucking a loose curl behind her ear. Her small fingers clutch one of her stuffed animals, a well-loved unicorn with matted fur. “What do you mean, sweetheart?” I ask softly. “Who likes to watch what?” She shrugs, not looking up. “The man you’re talking about. He likes seeing what people do when they’re scared. He has a room where he mak

"There is even music playing at this time, but I don't know where it is coming from. This makes it even creepier. It's like the sound effects in horror films. Is there a ghost playing the piano?" Christin was furious and asked, "Have you been reading too many horror novels recently? How could you use 'creepy' and 'scary' to describe such a romantic gesture? This is a candlelight dinner!" Natasha almost cried and said, "I know it's a candlelight dinner. However, do you know that these candlelights are very scary? There should at least have more people around here with a few more dim lighting. There should be more people around. Of course this is creepy!"

He would be worried sick, the moment he finds out that I can’t be reached. So, what are we going to do now that the door is locked? Would we be able to go out?” I asked, scared of the consequence behind this action. “That, I don’t know. I can’t say I know much about this. But I think we just made a big mistake. That's what we just made.” Ralph suddenly said ominously, holding my hand tightly, and I looked in closely, and saw the solid darkness was not actually darkness, but black scorpions.

* “Rin asked, ‘Why does everyone turn into scary ghosts?’ “And the baker in the witch’s hat replied, ‘Because when you turn into something scary, the thing you fear becomes your friend. And then it isn’t scary anymore.’” One of the children raised a hand. “Does that mean the ghosts join your team?” I laughed softly. “Maybe. Ghosts, monsters—all the scary things might become your friends.” “Whoa! That’s amazing!” *Rin walked through the nighttime streets and discovered the answers to many of Halloween’s mysteries. At last, she asked Pokka one final question.* “‘Why do we walk outside at night?’ “Pokka smiled. “‘Is the night frightening? Some lights can only be seen because it is dark.’