Scared Com Novels & Stories

Well, I hope that won’t happen. But honestly, it’s really scary that someone sends you texts telling you about what’s happening to you. Who wouldn’t be scared if a picture of me sleeping and going to the bathroom to take a bath was sent? He’s a total creep. Caleb said, that's too much for him to be a fan of me. Maybe next time I will really be kidnapped. Instead of helping me calm down and relax, he gave me a reason to overthink. I just hope that my stay here will be fine.

Noticing my gaze, Leon cleared his throat. "Is it nice?" "Yeah, it's nice." He smiled to himself, and his eyes burned. "Then keep looking." I blushed, wanting to turn away, but he raised an eyebrow and leaned in close before whispering, "Are you afraid I'll eat you up?" My heart raced like a drum, but I tried to stay calm. "Not really. I'm more afraid you won't be able to control yourself." "Is that so?" Leon looked at me with renewed interest.

" I stayed silent, but that did not deter them. They started ramming the door. I pressed my back against it, looking at my unconscious mother in the bedroom, and closed my eyes. A living hell on earth was worse than any horror game. When humans start killing each other, they were more terrifying than monsters. ... Meanwhile, a group of bosses gathered in the empty supermarket, staring at each other in confusion. "Uhm, where's Ms Thrushwood?" one of them asked. "She's always punctual. Even on restock days when the shop's closed, she tells us ahead of time," another commented.

Very quickly, only two players were left in the shop, trembling like frightened birds. Their faces were pale with terror as they muttered. “This can’t be!” “This isn’t even a dungeon—how can so many bosses be here!” “I must be dreaming… yes, I’ll just sleep, sleep and it’ll be fine…” One was hypnotizing himself, the other had peed his pants from fear. I also smelled a strong stench coming from beside me. Jack had collapsed on the ground in terror, his pants soaked, unable to move. If he moved even a little, those bosses would immediately pinpoint his location.

Marco Yang and Alex Morgan turned and shifted their gaze to Thomas Scott and the chief sommelier of the hotel Kiel Amber. "You're saying that this piece of crap is the real deal?" Said coldly. Kiel Amber began to panicked, his whole body is trembling in fear. "M...m..mr. Yang, I was at fault please forgive me. I was to to lie about it when Mr. Scott's assistant came to find me. He gave me fifty thousand to do it. I'm sorry please spare me." His voice was trembling. He's really doomed. Thomas Scott's face became paler and ashen. He glanced at Jate fearfully. "Fine then. You win this time! I'll get you next time! Who would knew that you could get the help of Mr. Yang and Mr. Morgan."as he said

He felt like throwing up or passing out or a terrible combination of the two. Becca cleared her mind and stepped into the room with no hesitation. She was nervous; she never had a boyfriend before and now her best friend is gonna be expected to kiss her at the least. She took a breath as Demitri stepped in the room, locking the door behind him. They stood in silence for a bit, then both sat on the bed. It was awkward, but they needed to stay put for seven minutes. "I'm sorry, I know you hate dares like this." Becca said and brought her knees to her chest. Demitri shook his head.

It was a hollow sound, and scary too. Goosebumps erupted on Sara's skin. Selene looks scary and pure evil when she is laughing like this.

Terrified of being hurt again, terrified of failing in a way I couldn’t undo. “I’m so scared, Stefan,” I said, my voice trembling. “I’m scared of everything. Of the future. Of us. Of me.” He pulled me close again, his warmth enveloping me, offering me comfort I didn’t even know I needed. “It’s okay to be scared,” he whispered. “But you don’t have to face it alone. I’m here.” I closed my eyes, trying to calm the frantic thoughts racing through my mind. Stefan’s words, his touch, they were the only things grounding me right now. The only things that made me feel like I wasn’t completely lost.

The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tree branches with red silk, creating a forest of dangling bodies. The Scissorhands monster had skewered more than a dozen people together, stirring their organs with his blades until they dissolved into a pile of flesh. As for the warden, he locked each team inside separate rooms and released over a dozen ghosts among them, forcing them to betray one another in desperate attempts to survive. In the end, every single one of the players was torn to pieces. All the players knew was that the bosses' methods were monstrously cruel. What they didn't know was that tho

“Gimme a break, Jess. We’ll just go down there for a couple of minutes, that’s it.” “Yeah, but it’ll be dark an wet an full of spiders an junk.” “C’mon, Jesse. Take your skirt off and . . . ” “There’s monsters down there!” Jesse snapped his jaw shut, hoping to choke off his fears, but it was too late. He knew what Scott was going to say and was ashamed he’d said something so stupid in front of him. Scott slapped his forehead and groaned. “Seriously? Jesse. Stop acting like such a little . . . ”