Rigby Scream Novels & Stories

Little Blade’s arm twisted instantly into a grotesque, impossible shape—like a broken toy. “AAAAAH!” A piercing, agonizing scream ripped through the air, shattering the silence of the narrow slum alley.

Brice said. "No, you said my child was dead," Brigor said. "This isn't the right place to tell you what exactly happened," I said. "Mommy, let go home," Brice said while hiding his face on my stomach. "You said my child was gone..." The food arrived and I was shocked when Brigor shoved it which made a big mess. Brigor si fuming mad while Brice is shivering from fear. "You said my child was gone!" He wailed. Brice started crying when he heard the thunder of his father's voice.

“Squeezing my fingers so tight I can barely move them.” “Don’t let her come.” Craig pulls from my mouth. Tilts my chin up. My lips are swollen, drool on my chin. “Not until she apologizes.” “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Daddy, I shouldn’t have snuck out— I’ll be good, I’ll be so good, please let me cum, please—” “What are you sorry for?” Connor adds a third finger and the stretch makes me wail, my wrists pulling against the rope, the clamps shifting against the felt, everything tightening.

I scream with everything I have. His disgusting breath smells like he hasn't washed his teeth in months. His mouth opens up and his nasty tongue slides out. He licks my face making me cry out again. He keeps licking me. On my neck and biting me. I can't move there is no way for me to go anywhere. My daddy can't save me. This monster has made sure of that. My T-shirt is ripped off. His tongue goes lower from my neck to my chest and then lower to my stomach. "Jaykob!" I scream for my brother. "Jaykob!"

I wiped at the moistness in my mouth with the back of my hand, reeling from the wave of vertigo that hit the sides of my head as I stood. Where had that scream come from? “Are you alright, my lady? You look a bit pale,” Bria commented cautiously as I shuffled to the big window, glancing out to the fog-covered square with the muted noise of wolves seeping through the glass. Nothing…there was nothing out of the ordinary that I could see. “You didn't hear that? That scream?” I rasped, watching her brows furrow in confusion before her eyes went wide and she fell back a step, shaking her head.

Brian broke the silence that surrounded us. "Yeah, I thought I would never see her again. I was nervous when I heard her last scream and I still can't see her with my eyes no matter how hard I try," I felt like I was crying as I said this. "Hey, cry baby! Don't be dramatic now, someone is coming their way!" I quickly turned to Gabria's way when Brian said that. I cringed when I saw Aubry and her minions in front of Gabria's table. My eyes widened when he pulled Gabria's hair causing her to stand up.

The sigils burned, and then the ear-deafening screams roared next. Girls shrieked, their bodies bending in impossible positions and angles, with their heads hung low on their necks. The boys groaned with their claws splitting through their fingers. One boy dropped hard on his knees with a howl so guttural it made Wayne's stomach twist, the horror that he hadn't felt when it all started now rushing up his throat.

“Just a few more and we’ll be out of—” Riley screamed. A piercing, blood-curdling scream that shattered the air. I panicked and immediately tried to turn to see what it was. A sharp and brutal pain tore through my back like fire. My knees buckled instantly. My eyes locked to Sabrina’s angry red blazing ones, before my legs gave way and I dropped to my knees against the floor.

They feel stiff and gritty, like sand is trapped under my eyelids. I’ve silently cried everything out. There’s nothing left. I’ve prayed too. Mindless, desperate prayers whispered into the darkness. To whoever might be listening. For Damion and the boys to find us in time. And to protect my little blob and all of us until they do. They took my father earlier. Dragged him out. The door slammed. And then the screaming started. It comes in waves. Raw. Burning. Animal. The sound cuts through the suffocating darkness every now and then, ripping straight through my spine. Each scream feels like it scrapes something inside me.

” I scream, so loud the house shakes. I couldn’t see anything, I was blinded by the night in his dorm room: Wyatt, his friends, not being able to move or scream. My leg connects with a body part of someone, I hear a grunt of pain and I’m released. I curl in on myself and scream. It’s all I can do to protect myself…scream, someone will hear…scream, and someone will save me. “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?” I hear someone roar.