Scared Manga Novels & Stories

Fear! Looking at the young man in front of him, he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart. As a genius of the Beastblood Clan, and a brutal person, Crippled Scorpion naturally had confidence. It was even rarer for him to feel fear, because fear should appear on someone else. However, now, Crippled Scorpion was afraid of Zephyr Khan. Thinking of the overbearing and crazy punch, his heart couldn't help but tremble. Puff Another mouthful of blood was sprayed.

Her eyes were close but she looks really scared and balls of sweats forms on her forehead. "Please don't leave me... Am so scared, don't" "Don't be scared, am right here...." It took a while before she became calm again and went back to sleeping. Sage became really confused. What does she mean by a crazy stalker fan? Is she being threatened? Or is it just the effect of the alcohol she took?. What exactly is she scared of?

His muscular wolf frame oozes out power, his gray hair and scars that adorn his face and body, are a testament to the battles he has fought and won. His presence alone fills me with a primal fear, as if I have stumbled upon a predator in the midst of its hunt. As he closes the distance between us, each step knowing and resolute, my body freezes in place. The fear that courses through my veins paralyzes me, making me incapable of rational thought. I can feel the tremors coursing through my limbs, my muscles betraying me in the face of this scary person.

Thoughts of Akira being by herself and scared filled my mind, spurring me to hurry despite the branches scratching my face. All of a sudden, we entered a tiny open space and what we saw made me feel terrified. In the middle laid Akira's scarf, that same scarf that she tied around her shoulders that day she was attacked, a light blue one that contrasted with the dark ground. It had marks from a dark, wet substance... blood. Akira's blood, who would want this? I snatched it, my hands trembling. "Hey stop!" I yelled, my voice hoarse with terror. However, the woods stayed quiet, with its shadows enveloping us like a burial garment.

‘If you can hear me, sneak into Hina’s shadow. Her shadow shook a little before it looked as if it duplicated on the ground to merge with Hina’s shadow. The shikigami’s movement gave her the same sensation as earlier, making her shiver and her hair stand. Hina, who had Nozomi’s arm firmly in her grasp, noticed Nozomi’s reaction. “You aren’t scared of that, are you?” She lowered her voice before continuing, “That’s like nothing compared to what we face as mages?”

CASEY The spider-men tried to pounce their hands on my chest. It feels so intense. I can't breathe under this pressure. Their heads were stretched towards me with their tongues sticking out long and with a sharp tip. I could only close my eyes while crossing my hands in front of my face. I'm so scared. I couldn't even scream because I was too upset. And maybe this is the end of my life. "Never touch a girl in our family!" I heard Raff screaming and growling. His voice was so strong and echoed inside my head.

His body started trembling, and he was utterly terrified. Linda inched closer to Scar Number One. Seeing how Linda was approaching him, Scar Number One felt as if an evil spirit was about to take his life away. "Don't come near me. Ah! Ah!" Before Linda could step toward him, Scar Number One was already so scared that he was screaming. Lucas smiled faintly thinking how human nature was. Swoosh! Following a horrifying sword aura attack that appeared before the crowd, Scar Number One parted from the world for good.

He felt fast action was vital,so he tried to twist the cyclist's head back to it's proper position,BREAKING THE BIKER'S NECK! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Her chest heaved as she panted, her gaze locked onto mine. Jayleen turned towards her, his eyes softening at her evident fear. His lycan-red eyes reverted back to their natural brown, concern etched across his face. "Skye, what are you doing here?" he asked, his voice barely audible in the silent night. But Skye's attention was fixated on me. Her fear was palpable, and it brought a twisted sense of pleasure to me. I reveled in the sight of her fear, in the power I held over her.

He added, "I've told you that wasting food is strictly prohibited in our factory. If you don't want to end up like her, you'd better eat up." I watched them coldly as they trembled, slowly lifting the covers off their plates. Almost immediately, their horrified screams filled the air. On their plates were arms, thighs, and fingers. There were enough body parts to form a whole person. Only then did I realize they weren't as scary as I had thought. It turned out that even those stronger than me could still feel fear. Right then, I spoke up, trying to sound braver than I felt. "Each part tastes different. If you're curious, you can swap pieces and try each other's."