Sad Scary Story Novels & Stories

He was trembling and on the verge of getting panic attack. Stopping the black Porsche just an inch away from him the driver gets out of the vehicle as if in a trance. "Come back to Tehran." He snarled on the face of Victor, his face purely white with an ugly black scar right on the middle of his forehead. He went to the switch board fixed to one of the pillars in the parking lot and put his finger into the socket. His body shook with passing electricity surprising Victor and he died on the spot.

That morning i tried escaping after being kidnaped i remember almost hitting a car , the beeping sound rings in my ear each time reminding me i should have died back then . Im scared of the dark. The dark was where i lived for a month where i experienced memories i wish i could forget. Im scared of crowded places. Im scared when i sit at quiet places. I knocked on Josy's door as I thought of what to say .I heard a faint come in and I walked into her room . Josy I'm done with what you asked for ." Yay!! Riley , have a seat you are one step away from achieving your goal . Can I have a look

, Clinton chipped in with a crazy chuckle. “Wow! Bring it on, I love scary stories. My favorites movies are horror movies”, Enola said with certain level of boldness. The guys were already challenged because they can’t object at that moment owing to the one fact that a girl was already bold. They wouldn’t want to be the weak ones. “Please don’t make it too scary…. I want to sleep well this night”, Ella warned. With her warning, it was obvious that everyone of them wanted to hear the story, no matter how scary it looked.

CATRIONA "Did you have a bad dream?" Sandra asked as I stirred awake. "I think so," I mumbled, sinking deeper into the pillow. "What was it about?" I hesitated. "I was in the woods with a beautiful woman. She was about to tell me something about Jayden... then a wolf appeared. It tried to kill her. And me. It was... too much. I don’t want to talk about it now—it felt too real." "What time is it?" I asked, rubbing my temple.

Everyone was happy until they played a game which they shouldn’t have The fun they were having wasn’t enough for them, they desired for some scare and that they got. They decided to tell each other spooky stories. The oldest kid among them told the story of what happened to the owners of the house—of course he didn’t tell it as it happened because no one knows what exactly happened and so to fill that void he added more than he should to the story to make it spookier—it’s not like you could blame the kid

Months later my dad had settled down, he frequently teleported to Asia to see his newly wedded wife, they had fun together, he also narrated the happenings of the previous months to Katherine, That year Tania (my mom) gave birth so did Katherine, my mom gave birth to my little sister Annabelle, while Katherine gave birth to my step brother Troy, my day became very excited, his happiness knew no bound 12 years in the Old world is equivalent to a year in the New world, Katherine and Troy had departed to New York City for settlement, 60 years later in Judi Realm and 5 years later in Earth Realm, I was 108 years then (9 years old) while Anna was 60 (5 years old) together with Troy, my dad told u

No one would come looking for me. The journey took most of the day. By late afternoon, I reached the edge of Redscar territory. The moment I crossed the invisible boundary, the air changed. It grew thick, humid, and heavy with the raw stench of sex, sweat, cum, and blood. My stomach twisted, but I forced myself forward. Then I saw it. The Redscar pack grounds sprawled before me like a living nightmare of lust and savagery. Everywhere I looked, wolves were fucking openly, shamelessly, like animals in heat.

Alec I pinch the bridge of my nose when, yet again, my pack screams after Sadie disappears. I saw it in her face. It wasn’t like she was trying to hide it or anything. She enjoyed the fact that she had scared the crap out of them. She loved that she had gotten to torment them. The fear in their faces is evident. They really do believe that Sadie has come back from the dead to haunt them. “Calm down.” I roar above their screams and fear, hoping they would hear me.

She was curled into a death grip on a futon, shaking with fear, head buried in Austin's chest. “There is a Cockroach!” She cried Austin said, desperation creeping into her voice, “Ms. Hovsepian, please STOP!” THERE ARE NO MORE cockroaches here. Sara didn't budge, however. She was screaming again, chest of Austin muffled. "Cockroach! Austin exhaled and managed to keep calm. "There is NO cockroach, Ms. Hovsepian. You are safe. Sara just shook her head, Eyes still closed. "No, nah, nah. I saw it. It was so big and ugly.

“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