Scared Joker Novels & Stories

All of a sudden some bikers came forward from behind them and drove past me as they were now surrounding me with their bikes, roaring the engine to scare me. "I didn't know that cats are this clever to play with those kinds of toys."The Scar face said all of a sudden, getting into the conversation. Oh, I forget he speaks. He looks good when he keeps his mouth shut because whenever he speaks up it doesn't help at all. In fact his voice and presence sucks up your confidence leaving you stammering. "That shouldn't bother you." I said looking direct in his eyes but when he raised his bruised eyebrow at me,I started to blink several times and quickly diverted my gaze away from him.

He watched Jazz who nods her head in agreement to his brother. Jack sit looking at the movie but he was horror-filled. His body felt rigid while he just stared. The redness started playing of in his mind…fragmented images of blood running down his face, with cloying wetness streaking down his skin. He felt like he could barely breath. He remembers that fear was his enemy, fear is his friend. “Hey,” Jazz placed her hand over his balled fist. Jack was aware of her presence but it was like he can’t wake from the memories clouded in mistiness. A touch apart from the small hand holding his. He wants to recoil in fear, fragmented images of shadows pulling him closer.

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Like I was a baby goat he was about to slaughter. His eyes were wide, unblinking and glassy with something deranged and hungry. It scared me more than the blood-crusted saw gripped tight in his other hand, its teeth glinting under the harsh fluorescent light. “Please… please… I’m sorry… I’m not—” The words tumbled out, frantic, but they were cut off when he threw his head back and laughed. It was a wet, tearing sound that ricocheted off the walls, filled the room, drowned everything else. He laughed so hard he doubled over, clutching his stomach, the sound manic and unhinged like the Joker tormenting Harley Quinn, except this wasn’t a performance.

Jared was surprised to see Skyler still sitted with them after she knew the truth about them, she doesn't look like someone who is scared at all. “ Aren't you scared ” he asked her. “ I am ” Skyler said. Just as he thought. “ Much better because you should be scared of....” “ Jared ” Lucifer glared daggers at him. How could he say such thing ? Was he trying to scare her the more or make her feel safe ? “ Hehe... sorry ” Jared laughed scratching the back of his head.

“Stop being a fucking coward.” Joker’s face hardened. His ice-blue eyes looked even more white and deadly than usual. He placed both hands on my chest, pushing me backward. “You don’t know shit! Shut the fuck up and get out!” He pointed to the door, and the rest of his body looked visibly shaking.

“This is no time to cower or hide. That guy's a Monster and his kind feed on fear so don't cower or he'll know.” “I’m not afraid of him.” “There's the Jojo we know, you’re not gonna let some asshole threaten you, are you?” Ken gingers. “No,” I answer. “You won't let that freak push you around and force you to do something you want to, will you Jo?” “No, I won't!” I shout, all pumped up.

I yelled subconsciously and trying to break out from the trap I think I'm in. Someone was kneading my butt from behind and I tried to find Cole or is that everyone looks like Cole? I breath hard, gasp as a gripping sensation flushes inside me. Unfortunately, everything is blurry, I feel weaker, subconsciously and so scared that I froze. Please... someone help me, I don't know what's happening to me. I can't think, horror wears me off and my heart keeps hammering. Everyone looks like a joker, they're scary and why?

Dark, hollow circles bruised the skin beneath his eyes—a stark contrast to the composed, polished man he had been just a month prior. ​"Talk to me," Jessica said softly the moment he slid into the wooden booth across from her. She pushed a freshly poured black coffee toward him. "Really talk to me, Lucas. Not the careful, performative version you give Rita to keep the peace." ​"I'm scared," Lucas admitted, his voice cracking on the second word. He buried his face in his hands for a brief moment before looking back up at her. "I keep running through every single nightmare scenario in my head. Actual prison time. Losing the house. Losing every dime we have left. And the worst part is, I don't

Jaden kept on asking different questions as he seems scared of the dark. "Just shut up, and follow my lead!" Joey reprimands him angrily. "Why are you angry Joey?" Jaden sounds surprised with his sudden attitude. Jaden couldn't bear it anymore as he quickly dipped his hand into his pocket, to bring out the torch he took from his bed. Suddenly, he heard Joey screamed out. "Helppppppppppppppp!" "Joey? Joey?" Jaden calls out his name with fright, without anyone responding. "Joey, are you there?" Jaden became scared, and trembles.