Scared Smurf Novels & Stories

Because until now, I have been scared of her reaction to the new revelation. She had called me scary, she had called me scary when she saw the picture of my wolf. J has never seen a werewolf before, she'll freak out if she finds out that I am one. She is still trying to adjust to the news of being a mafia Lord. “What? Why do I see fear in your eyes?” She teased as she pointed at my eyes. “Don't try it, J. Do not dare think of going to get a job at the club or even think of going to a male stripper's club”

" Raven sound something is to have been a laugh. I can’t believe you’d be afraid of anything.” “I was eight and surrounded just by killers who could kill me with a word. I drew patterns on her back. "I was scared of everything. Each handshake felt like it was going to be my last. Smiles, it seemed to me, were full of hidden knives.” "What changed?" She asked quietly. When did you stop being scared?

I am not scared of her’ I stood up losing my patience. ‘Harper, you need to learn how to talk’ I said sternly to her, but she raised her brow as if challenging me. ‘Oh really? Than prove me wrong and show us your mighty wolf’ her words caught me off guard, her eyes had a sarcastic challenge as if she knew I can’t shift. ‘What is this smell?’ suddenly Jack said, grabbing my attention towards him and following him we all inhaled catching up the ugly scent. ‘Eww, its disgusting’ one of the pups covered his nose to block the smell. I again inhaled deeply, and my eyes widened in fear, even Jack and Harper also were looking at me as if they had also recognized the smell.

I swooped in and grabbed him by the shirt. “Start talking!” I said as I shook him. He raised his hands in the air, his eyes wide with fear. “Hey, I'm sorry!” He yelled. I rolled my eyes and dropped him because he looked genuinely scared. “What the hell? I'm not going to hit you. Don't make me look like a villain.” I said with a scoff. He smiled nervously. “I know that. But you're scary when you're mad.” He said. I glared at him and poked him in the forehead with my finger.

Especially one placed by a royal wolf. I didn’t turn around. I ran. Pain screamed through my leg, but adrenaline drowned it. The moors blurred past as I stumbled through thorny brush and leapt over a shallow ravine. “Marcus,” Scar called out calmly. “Stop running. You're only wasting what little strength you have left.” His voice was terrifyingly close. My heart hammered against my ribs. I pushed harder. I burst through a wall of tall grass And nearly collided with three wolves prowling into the clearing.

"Why do I have to close them?" He let out another lazy smirk. "Let us call it a little trust exercise. Unless, of course, you are scared." Scared? Oh, maybe I was kind of scared because I knew that he could turn into a giant demon wolf from the pit of hell, but at that moment I was more curious than scared. I tilted my head, matching his energy. "I don’t scare easily." "Then prove it," he murmured, his voice dropping into something that was a perfect blend of dark and smooth.

“Scared? Oh, ma'am. You give me far too little credit. You’re the ones trembling in my domain, surrounded with nowhere to run. If anything, you should be terrified.” “You don’t scare us,” I find myself saying, my voice stronger than I feel. Salcom’s eyes shift to me, and for a moment, his expression falters, like he wasn’t expecting me to speak up. But then he smirks. “Ah, Dixie. The little mate. How sweet of you to tag along. It’s almost touching, really. A family outing.” I clench my fists, my nails digging into my palms to keep from trembling.

"We're not going to shift here and bite you in your ass." "Unfortunately, we can't shift in broad daylight," Vance said, smirking at me. "But it doesn't mean we can't sense the fear that eating you up right now." I gulped, encouraging myself mentally to go on. "Yes, I'm—— I'm scared. Who wouldn't if I'm here talking to monsters who eat human flesh?!" They both looked at each other in confusion. Then they burst out laughing. I blinked my eyes at the two of them, obviously offended that they were mocking me.

Her knees quivered in fear and dread started playing with her senses, her eyes flickered with anxiety but again gripping the agitation in her heart she maintained eye contact raising her head. "Do it then! Dogs disguised in wolf's flesh don't scare me!" Smith raised his hand to choke the life out of her but before he could do so, Scott held him back. "Sir please relax, we are in the hospital!" Scott's words did a work of awakening to Smith as he blinked his eyes to lower down his anger.

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.