Scared Potter Novels & Stories

“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

I’m not sure why I feel so scared of the men. “Hey, I’m Stephanie. You can call me Steph. I’m sorry my brother and his friends scared you. They meant to help, but they are idiots. Can we help you? This is Vera and Bessa. What’s your name?” she asks. The three of them seem so sweet and genuine. I think I can trust them. I sit up and wipe my face. “Um. Sage. Sage Wright,” I shrug. At least I remember my name. Everything else is a mixed-up jigsaw puzzle.

“That dude, Skylar is a piece of shit that gets scared easily, dude, for real, cries at everything “. “And how would you know that ?”. “Well he kind of lives in my neighborhood “. Jason replied me. “And you see, around Halloween, last year, dude was stepping around my property and got scared of the skulls in front of my house “. “I was there “. Harper said with an amused grin on his face. “We tried to convince him that it was just decorations but he didn’t believe “. “He didn’t believe because you jacked him up with a skeleton first”. Jason retorted.

“The both of you sucked the fun out of everything. Sleeping like a log of wood, unresponsive. It is simply no fun sitting by myself in this scary… “Just stop talking”, Dragomir retorted, “Let us out at once or I will make you regret this”. Raisel scanned the room, she had to agree with her on one thing, the room was indeed scary. It appeared larger than it first did when they walked in, they were different sizes of cauldrons and pots. Different coloured liquids in glass containers of all sizes and designs. Heads of different animals were in strategic places on the four walls of the room, on one other end of the room, there was a mat on the floor where human skulls were neatly arranged in row

However, as soon as that Humanoid Mantis blurted, he immediately let out a shriek like that of a boar being slaughtered and parted from this world for good. 'What?' The other four Humanoid Mantis saw the scene and were starting to feel scared. "I'm going to say this one more time. Hand over the Ancient Refining Demon Pot. Don't make me repeat for the third time," Lucas said slowly. The four Humanoid Mantis could have sworn that that was the scariest moment they ever experienced in their lives. "Sure… we will hand over." Despite the Ancient Refining Demon Pot being so precious, but when compared to one’s life, it would be worthless.

“then why are you so scared? Its not something bad. Just cooperate.” Bai bit his bottom lips peering down at the short stub. ‘who is scared, huh. You short stub. Look at my tall figure. why would I be embarrassed of my body.’ He then glanced at his own bog hands. ‘yeah right, I’m big why must I be emersed. He must be the one to be shying away.’ “fine~”

A scary beast with tentacle hands like an Octopus snarled at Anita and was coming towards her, she crawled away into a small rock and hid there crying "Please i don't want to die (Sobbing) Please help me." After some time. Anita thought of everything she wanted to be and what Constantine told her before........ (Flashback) "If you are scared you can never be a sorcerer. So it's better you try or you quit!"......."You can do this Anita, trust! your! instincts!."... (Present) Anita closed her eyes and just like that her fear turned to determination!. She crawled out of the rock facing the creature eye to eye.

His voice was laced with fear he said and I knew he was scared for me, tensed about again the past repeating itself. “What are you scared about? Don’t worry nothing will as past happen this time and if you are forgetting I am a witch too. We can handle them.” I assured him turning my head to look at him and our gaze met. I saw fear but confidence in them. “Let us speed up,” I said speeding up our pace. Devika’s POV

" Are you scared? " Only a gulping sound echoed and it widened his smirk. " Sure thing, that's what I want you to feel. Look around you, old man. See, how I took care of your friends and will take care of the rest of the people just like I'm doing right now. " Again the old man screamed, but horror dropped into his pit stomach when he realized the decoration of jars. Glass jars filled with some kind of chemical but each jar contains a part. A human part. Eye. Heart. Ear. Tongue.

Jolene asked with a disappointed look. "Because it's not scary. That's just a story," Dylan replied, and Jolene scoffed, crossing her arms. "What scares you then?" Jolene asked, raising a brow. Dylan raised one of the cookies to her. "Cookies?" "What I'm scared of is cookies disappearing completely. That will be the end of the world," Dylan replied, taking a bite. "You're impossible," Jolene shook her head. "You do not talk like a five-year-old kid."