Scared Smurf Novels & Stories

Nick shouted. "Oh I'm so scared," Jeremy said, his mouth forming a smirk. He partially transformed and revealed his sharp claws. He took a step closer to the wolf. "Okay, okay, I'll talk!" Nick cried out, "Just put your claws away and don't touch my fucking hair."

trying not to let my laughter blast out. “Yeah.” Can’t see why. “Because I hate Donald Duck.” Oh. So that’s why. Nope. Still can’t see why. “Donald Duck is cute. Everybody loves him!” you even called him neurotic last night! “Why do you hate him?” yeah, why? “I uh…” trying to prevent his expression from betraying his true feelings, Jamie covers his mouth as he mentions, with his eyes drifting across the table, “I am scared of Donald Duck…”

I couldn't stop stuttering because I was so scared of him now. "Oh please, drop the act already and it's starting to fucking annoy me, you're not scared or maybe you are? You're scared of my big cock," he replied with a mischievous smile as if he just said some time really funny. I can't believe how this turns out, I’m so fucking nervous and scared of him.

Is he getting irritated again? "Hahaha, what's wrong with smiling?" I said, and he just rolled his eyes at me, and I laughed again since I can totally imagine a cat rolling his eyes Hahaha, he's so ugly, but I noticed this is the first time I wasn't scared of him. Among the four of them, he's the one I am most scared of.

His eyes were red as he looked at the fearful Hermosa with a contemptuous smile, "Scared?" "If you're scared, get out! Take your little bastard and get out!"

SCARLET'S POV (CONTINUATION.) A loud grow erupts round the forest forcing me to open my eyes. "Guess you are going to go to hell as one hell of a horny rogues." Janny Smirks. I try to keep my eyes off his thingny thingy as a dirty blond haired guy who I recognize as the sassy guy crouch to the ground accompanied by bone cracking sounds, morphing into a medium size wolf in seconds. Medium size, yup. I have seen better.

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."

"Okay, okay, easy. I’m just telling you about my favorite event of the day. Relax and keep yourself calm. I’m not sure if you’ll like what I’ll say next…" I think I know what he’ll say. The agency wants me to accept the offer because I’d clearly stated my disgust when it was offered. "Tic wanted you to accept the offer." Tic is short for Terror-In-Closet. The guy that I inadvertently caused a scandalous incident with. I think I’m still absent-minded that I didn’t straighten my facts.

He is smirking. Ryder clicks on a scary movie and I stare ahead, even when I hear the four of them laughing. I refuse to jump or scream or anything else that will give them satisfaction. I have watched part of this movie in the past, not going to lie it scared the hell out of me. I refuse to let it scare me this time though. Ryder tries to scare me a couple of times by grabbing me suddenly or yelling but it doesn't work. It probably would have if I hadn't already seen that part of the movie. Unfortunately for me I haven't seen this part, and I am trying really hard to stay calm.

He’s going to suffer. I don’t know how to make her less scared if she won’t tune into the bond. I don’t know how to make her less scared, period, and to be honest, fear is the reasonable reaction to the situation. As long as I can’t risk shifting, we’re out armed. I grit my teeth as the barrel of a rifle appears in the opening. It remains trained on me while the cocky elder one, Smith, hoists himself into the container. Lenox follows him, and the man with the rifle brings up the rear.